"Good morning." A deep, magnetic voice came.

"!" Yan Qingluo seriously suspected that Mu Ye was watching her.

"Where are you going?" Mu Ye calmly followed Yan Qingluo into the elevator.

In order to avoid yesterday's situation, Yan Qingluo stood directly next to the elevator door with his back to Mu Ye.

"Why are you standing so far away? I won't eat you." Mu Ye's lazy and relaxed voice sounded.

"Mr. Mu, I've told you that I'm not the person you're looking for. How could I, the eldest daughter of the Yan family, be shot? Please don't imagine it." Yan Qingluo was trying to cover up the truth.

The curve of Mu Ye's lips became even bigger. He had already determined that it was her. No matter what the reason was that she was unwilling to admit it or even if it really was not her, he felt that it was not that important.

Maybe he just wanted to find an excuse to like her.

"Don't forget that you still owe me a beating!" Mu Ye said dimly as they got out of the elevator and were about to part.

" ... "

mean!

Even if Yan Qingluo rolled her eyes to the sky, she couldn't express her disgust and contempt for Mu Ye.

After exiting the elevator, Yan Qingluo went left and Mu Ye went right.

One had an angry look on his face, the other had a smile on his face, and they walked away.

"It's her! It's her who ruined our Brother Xun. Catch her!" A sharp woman's voice was heard, followed by a hurried and panicked sound of footsteps.

"Beat her and let her bully us Nanxun."

...

Yan Qingluo was more alert than others. She noticed a group of sneaky people in the corner even before the woman shouted.

Yan Qingluo was not in a hurry. He carefully scanned the group of people in front of him. His cold gaze was like a biting cold wind, blowing on everyone's face, causing this group of people to take a few steps back.

They all look ferocious and murderous, and don't seem like fans.

With the rising sun, she saw some people with faint lights flashing in their hands. They were knives.

Now it seems that these people came specifically for her.

Hum, interesting.

There is no problem with having a fight, but it’s so early in the morning, I haven’t had time to eat breakfast, and I have low blood sugar, so I’m afraid my body can’t hold on.

Run.

Yan Qingluo saw the truth and ran away.

A group of people reacted and chased after him.

Yan Qingluo's body had not yet fully recovered, and his speed dropped after running for a while.

A group of people chased her angrily, looking like mindless zombies.

I really can't run anymore. I'm done.

Just as Yan Qingluo was looking around for a hiding place, a silver-gray, low-key and luxurious Maybach slowly stopped in front of her.

Without time to think, she stretched out her hand to open the car door and got in. "Excuse me, please give me a ride, someone is ... "

She raised her head, sweating and panting, and looked towards the driver's seat, where a familiar face came into view.

"Mu Ye!"

What a narrow road the enemies meet.

Although she didn't want to see him, he saved her life after all.

"Yan Qingluo? Why, you miss me after just being apart for a while?" Mu Ye tilted his mouth with an undisguised mockery on his face.

"Huh, how is that possible? I ... I just have something urgent to do and I want to take a ride." Yan Qingluo pretended to be calm, sat upright, and simply smoothed his hair which was blown up by running.

"Ms. Yan, do you have the habit of getting into other people's cars casually?" There was a hint of anger in Mu Ye's eyes, and the air around him suddenly turned cold.

Yan Qingluo couldn't care less. It was better to feel the anger of one person than a group of people. She fastened her seat belt and said, "Lock the car door. Thank you!"

Just as Mu Ye was about to speak, he heard a rapid and intense knocking sound outside the car window.

"Open the door and get out!"

"Come out quickly, or we'll smash your car."

Mu Ye frowned and lowered the car window. Seeing this, Yan Qingluo hurried to stop him, almost pressing his entire body on him, "Don't open it!"

But it was too late.

The dark green car window slowly fell down, and the group of people who were surrounding the car window were just about to teach Yan Qingluo a lesson when they were caught off guard by a handsome and extraordinary face.

The man's pair of dark and deep eyes like a pool stared out the window, bursting with a cold and sharp gaze. Just one glance was enough to make people feel as if they were falling into an abyss.

At this time, someone shouted, "This Maybach is worth 90 million!"

"What?"

The group of people who were banging on the car windows trying to find Yan Qingluo immediately stopped, looked around in panic, and saw the roadside camera, and fled in all directions.

If they damage such a luxury car, they won't be able to pay for it even if they lose everything they have.

What's more, the man sitting in the car seemed like the King of Hell, and they couldn't afford to offend him.

Yan Qingluo looked at the group of people who were so arrogant just now and now fled in panic, and laughed out loud, "Mr. Mu, it's you who scared them away with just a glare."

Yan Qingluo stretched her neck to watch the excitement, as if all this excitement was not caused by her.

"Who are they?" A deep and hoarse voice came from above.

Yan Qingluo then remembered that his hands were still on Mu Ye's legs. He moved them away in a hurry, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the bulge under Mu Ye's seat belt with his peripheral vision. His face instantly turned red.

No ... no way?

Who said that the Mu family chaebol's ruler is not interested in women and has a dull temperament ...

She looked up and met Mu Ye's dark eyes. The two deep pools that looked like whirlpools seemed to suck her in.

"They are just a group of Nan Xun's former fans who are mad at me for firing Nan Xun, so ... " Yan Qingluo's eyes were vague and she explained in a panic. In fact, she didn't know what she was saying. She just wanted to avoid that place as much as possible, but for some reason she couldn't ignore it.

"Just fans?" The cold and sharp voice was like the winter wind. "It's unlikely. They came prepared."

Yan Qingluo was slightly surprised that he could actually see it.

"Yes, they came for me. I don't know who ordered them to do so." Yan Qingluo answered honestly.

Mu Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, and twitched his lips slightly, "How many men have you provoked?"

"What? What does this have to do with provoking men? I'm being plotted against, okay?" Yan Qingluo almost shouted out loud. She was the victim, so how could it still be her problem?

Are you so hypocritical that you think that by saving others you can stand on the moral high ground and blame others?

With a "click", Yan Qingluo unbuckled his seat belt and turned to get out of the car.

"Mr. Mu, please open the car door."

"Are you sure? They haven't gone far?"

"It's none of your business, I'm going down, open the door!"

"Ms. Yan, did I save you just now?" Mu Ye's unique sarcastic voice made Yan Qingluo feel creepy.

It’s over. We have to negotiate terms again. He is worthy of being the overlord who founded the Mu business empire. He is smart, very smart.

Yan Qingluo frowned and bit his lips, trying hard to think of how to answer so as not to fall into the trap. A burst of fragrance wafted over, accompanied by the unique musk-like smell of a man and a strong and disordered heartbeat. The black shadow in front of him got closer and closer, almost sticking to him.