C17 Be afraid pretend to be strong

The door to the room was closed tight. According to Ye Guang, there was no one inside, so Qin Shaobao asked the tattooed man to grab the card to open the door.

Mo Xiaoran walked in first. She avoided the large bed and went straight to the window, looking down at the cars and pedestrians running below. Everything was minuscule, and this was life.

He searched the entire room, but there was no one around. Killing intent flashed in Qin Shaobao's eyes, but he walked to Mo Xiaoran's side with a smile and looked down at the ants below: "Do you want to be a flyer?"

Mo Xiaoran's heart trembled, she did not look at Qin Shaobao, but only at the sky outside, and Mo Xiaoran heard her own voice in the air: "As long as you are not afraid of being unable to account to the room's master, I do not care."

She knew that the higher a person was, the more suspicious they would be. They couldn't afford to lose, and now was not the time to announce Xiao Meng Han's name.

"Necklace, I must get it back." Qin Shaobao took a step back, and two bodyguards went forward to carry Mo Xiaoran to the window.

Mo Xiaoran didn't resist at all, and didn't even plead for her either. The wind outside blew her hair into disarray.

Mo Xiaoran treasured her life more than anyone else. Her eyes looked at the sky which had been half illuminated by the multicolored light, and her lips hooked into a slight, assured smile.

Qin Shaobao's eyes were staring intently at Mo Xiaoran's face. He did not believe that this woman was not afraid of death.

Whether or not to let go, the two bodyguards nervously waited for Qin Shaobao to speak. Their hands were grabbing onto Mo Xiaoran's arms and legs, the veins on their hands were popping up, it wasn't because of effort, but because they were afraid of making a mistake.

"Young Master Qin, Young Master Qin, not good ?"

"I'm fine." Qin Shaobao stared at the light beam that was rushing in: "What happened in such a hurry?"

After that, he quickly walked in front of Qin Shaobao and whispered a few words to him. Qin Shaobao's expression changed as he turned his head to face the two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards carried Mo Xiaoran back to the room with trembling hands. Their foreheads were covered in shiny sweat but Mo Xiaoran remained calm.

Qin Shaobao did not look at Mo Xiaoran again, but walked out with large strides, leaving behind an order that floated behind him: "Take him back home to look after it."

Before Mo Xiaoran could say anything, he felt a sharp pain from the back of his neck, causing his vision to go dark, and he fell down weakly.

The black Lamborghini streaked past the corner of the setting sun. Xiao Menghan suddenly thought of something as his left hand left the steering wheel and took out something from under his chair.

It was a wig, with messy hair that looked like a bunch of unkempt black lines. There was even a cheap perfume smell on it.

Xiao Menghan lowered his head and looked at the wig, the light in his eyes dimmed, his fingers clenched tightly as the car window slowly slid down. Without any hesitation, Xiao Menghan threw the wig out the window.

The black wig rolled in the air, dropped with the wind, and landed with a thud on the windshield of a car.

"What is it?" Qin Shaobao raised his eyebrows, he was still rushing to see the customer, if the necklace was truly taken away by Xiao Menghan, it would give him a headache.

Just now, Qin Ziheng had called and taught Qin Shaobao a ruthless lesson. The guest in that room was the CEO of the Xiao Family Group, a great figure who the Qin family could not even curry favor with.

The necklace fell into Xiao Menghan's hands, Qin Shaobao was unable to figure out what was on Xiao Menghan's mind.

Looking at the wig that suddenly appeared on the window, Qin Shaobao became even angrier. He shouted at the light source that was driving the car: "You are blind, how did you drive a car?"

"Young Master Qin, this looks like the woman's wig." Photon carefully brought the wig to Qin Shaobao and said, "This smell is exactly the same."

Qin Shaobao's mouth twitched, you can tell just from the smell? However, the words that the photoshoot spoke next made Qin Shaobao's heart move.

"Lan had brought this with her before. Everything in the clubhouse has a sign on it."

Inside the wig, it was impressively printed with the club's exclusive symbol, which was specially provided to the women inside to dress up to the guests's liking. Qin Shaobao frowned, turned his head and asked Light: "Is that woman awake yet?"