C8 He Knows Everything

The driver kept looking back, provoking a look of contempt from Xin Xue'er. If it wasn't for her good mood recently, this driver would probably be really unlucky.

The President of AS Group, Xuan Yiche, was handsome and rich. The most important thing was that he was still single. From the moment she began her career as a model, the position of the CEO of the AS Group was her dream.

If she hadn't tried so hard to get close to the cold-faced CEO, she would have successfully become his companion. Then, she accidentally spread the rumours about the two of them. Only then did she see the hope. Otherwise, she really didn't know when she would be able to fulfill her wish.

The young miss who was in charge of receiving the guests downstairs saw Xin Xue'er walking in from the outside, and upon recognizing the woman who had just become the new CEO, who was the rumored female lead, she did not obstruct him. Right now, the whole company was covered in dark clouds. It was not easy for someone who could extinguish the fire to come by, so it would be weird if she could stop her.

"Hi, Che, I'm back." Xin Xue'er immediately grabbed onto Xuan Yiche, "I've been missing you a lot recently, I just got off the plane and I came over."

When Xuan Yiche saw that the woman had used her chest to squeeze his arm, the worries in his heart immediately found an outlet to vent. He knew what this woman wanted. To him, she was nothing more than a companion. Now was the time to end the game.

After a while, Xuan Yiche tidied up his clothes, took out a cheque from the drawer and placed it on the seat.

"This is for you. You don't need to appear in front of me anymore." The thousand year cold feeling was like a sharp sword that pierced Xin Xue'er's heart. Ignoring the fact that his whole body was covered in red fruit, he tightly grabbed onto Xuan Yiche's arm.

"Che, why? I did not do well enough, didn't I? Tell me, I can change it. "

"Three months is long enough for me. You're just a sleeping companion."

"A companion? Is it just a companion? " Xin Xue'er was like a frightened bunny. She helplessly grabbed onto the table, and her tears fell like rain, moving and lovely.

"You should know very well what you've done. You don't need me to say anything."

Xuan Yiche looked at her coldly.

So it turned out that he knew everything about her and had even treated her like a fool, playing a fool on the spot and causing her to fall deeper and deeper into his trap. Only when he was unable to extricate himself from it did he dump her. Xuan Yiche, you're ruthless. The Xin Xue'er who was extremely shocked in her heart put on her few clothes, dried her tears, and elegantly turned around to leave.

When she once again appeared on the first floor, she was once again the international famous model Xin Xue'er that had caused countless people to go crazy for her.

After Xin Xue'er left, Xuan Yiche who was in the office thought back to that woman from five years ago. No matter how much effort he put into it, there was no news of her.

The only news was that she was most likely the owner of the Ghost, or someone connected to it.

Everyone knew how mysterious the boss of the Ghost was. It hadn't happened in five years. He had been keeping watch there, and as long as she was there, he would never let her disappear again.

Paris, France.

Three Little boy s were sunbathing in their own garden. Their brown short hair were slightly curled, and their sky blue eyes were extremely clear. The most important thing was that they looked exactly the same.

The Little boy on the right stared at the computer, continuously typing on the keyboard. On the screen, it displayed a code that only professionals could understand. The one in the middle had a very advanced handgun and kept unpacking it. If one looked carefully, one would know that it was definitely the real thing. Compared to the previous two, the leftmost Little boy was much more normal. He was only reading a very thick book. If you go a little closer, you will find that it is a German version of a medical book.