114: C114 Cherish

C114 Cherish

It was already evening in China, which was four hours faster than Dubai.

The setting sun in autumn was almost blood-red. When the clouds were dyed red, the huge sky was dyed red. It was so beautiful that it was almost tragic.

The commotion last night had alerted the city officials. That was why Mr. Zeng had called in person early in the morning to ask about the truth. When he found out the truth, he said that he would do his best to help Ning Ou.

Ning Ou had remotely controlled the spies in the United States to investigate the Black Sound Party. At this time, he had also received a reply.

What he did not expect was that the leader of the Black Sound Party, Euler, was actually a member of the Cheetah Family.

Back then, he had forced the three of them to return to the Nanxing to wait for an opportunity. Now that the enemy was back in their territory, he was filled with anger and resentment.

Back then, he was full of vigor and vigor. All he wanted was to get his things back even if they were to die together. Fortunately, they weren't that powerful back then, so he wasn't forced to suppress them. The current him was no longer the same as before. He naturally had a way to deal with the other party.

His arrogant brows were tainted with traces of ruthlessness, and his wild and unruly outline seeped into the blood red sunset, and it was tainted with numerous strands of killing intent. Since they wholeheartedly wanted to go to the Syria, then he could make use of them.

He took out his phone and dialed Zhang Xunmo, who was currently recuperating.

The other party's voice was no different from usual. However, after listening to his words, the other end of the phone was silent for a while before he said, "Do you really think this is an opportunity?"

"The spear is blind. Not only us, but also Hua Jingsheng and other forces have blended together. Even if the entire Black Sound Party is destroyed, no one will be able to investigate it carefully." Ning Ou's voice was cold and sharp.

"Then what do you plan to do?"

"I know what to do. Just wait for the news."

"The goods we destroyed earlier. " Can the people on that side still sell the goods normally? "

"It's not a big problem. If everything goes well, they will be in our hands the day after tomorrow. This time, I didn't ask them to transport them directly to Nanxing. Instead, I placed them in the transition station. When the time comes, we will be able to meet up with each other."

"Alright, go ahead and do it. After all, this is what they should return to us!"

"En."

After hanging up the phone, Ning Ou looked outside at the still chilly sunset. A trace of blood quietly flowed in his eyes.

The tragic and beautiful setting sun was very similar to Yin Lan who had smiled at him that night.

The night they parted, Yin Lan smiled with her back to the blazing fire.

Moreover, she had said something without making a sound, which was, 'Hate me.'

The flower of love that she had nourished in her heart had withered before it could bloom. It had yet to bloom, but it had directly perished. It had yet to be delivered and was actually extinguished just like that.

She did not reply to her. Love or not love, yet she used such a resolute method to force herself to hate.

How could he not hate!

Although the Yin and Ning Families had ties, how could she not listen to her own explanation and convict her of her crimes, and make such a decision without any results in place of her?

Even though she knew that he was just a chess piece in her hands at the beginning, even if she knew that she wanted to kill him from the beginning, even if she knew all of this, his hatred for her did not originate from any of this.

His hatred for her was only because he could not love her. He was unwilling, but there was nothing he could do about it.

He felt that he was possessed and poisoned. That was why he was so reluctant to part with her. He could not let go of her. He allowed her to sharpen her heart, but he was still unwilling to let go of her heart.

"Lan, Lan!"

The name that he thought of in his heart. She could not say it was Shang, but it was painful to say it.

It was like a murmur of torture, passing through the gaps in time, crossing the differences in the region, merging into the sound of the wind, transmitted to a distant foreign land.

Yin Lan, who was dozing off, woke up.

Her entire body trembled, and she opened her eyes. Her gaze swept around in an empty manner.

"Madam, may I ask if my massage strength is a little too strong?" An extremely soft female voice came from the back.

Looking at the white marble floor and the beautiful lights around, Yin Lan remembered that she was doing spa in the room. Due to the difference between the local tradition and culture, the men and women here were separated. Because she was too comfortable and relaxed in the environment, she fell asleep without feeling anything.

In order to confirm that she was staying in a massage room reserved for ladies, she turned her neck and looked around. Only after confirming that only she and the masseuse were in the entire room did she feel relieved.

"No, please continue."

"Okay. If you feel any discomfort, please tell me." The other party's polite suggestion.

"Okay." Yin Lan calmed herself down and continued to lie down.

After a massage with moderate strength, her bones and bones, which were extremely tired in the desert, were completely relaxed.

No one would call her by her name here.

Moreover, that murmur sounded like the voice of the person she did not want to see the most.

He was still in the country, so it was impossible for him to come here.

After some self-guidance, she calmed down and calmed down.

By the time the comfortable spa was over, it was already two hours later. When she walked out of the massage room, the lights and chandelier in the hall had already turned on in Eastern Europe. There were not many decorations on the walls of the inner room, but the chairs, wall lights, windows, and doors were all decorated with traditional craftsmanship. It was very unique.

Soft rays of light pierced through the air, accompanied by the fragrance of roasted meat. When people were satisfied, there was also the desire to prepare for a meal.

When they returned to the room, they opened the door and saw Hua Jingsheng sitting on the back of the sofa in the outer courtyard. He stretched out his legs, bent his legs, and placed his hands on the sofa. He looked outside and was lost in thought as he looked at the dark sky.

She waved her loose hair and walked out lightly. There was a gazebo made of thick wood outside. In front of her was a small pool. There were two handmade ceramic jars placed on the two corners of the pool. It was simple and elegant. Beyond her line of sight was a sand dune with a rough outline and a sky full of stars.

"So beautiful!" She sat beside Hua Jingsheng and looked at the stars that looked like diamonds that flickered with a pure luster as she praised.

Hua Jingsheng came back to his senses. His dark blue eyes were now invaded by the night sky. They were all black. Because he turned his head, there were a few lights inside. They were deep like the night and bright like the stars.

"Lan." The cold corner of his mouth curved into a soft arc, so much so that his voice was tinged with traces of gentleness.

"Oh?" Yin Lan pulled her gaze back from the night sky to his face. When she looked into that deep gaze, she instantly froze.

Their gazes met and they fell into a charming stalemate. After that, his aura approached with a strong force. She pursed her lips slightly and her relaxed body gradually stiffened.

Seeing the tip of their noses pressed against each other, Just as she was about to be surrounded by Hua Jingsheng's aura, a knock on the door suddenly sounded in time.

Hua Jingsheng's deep eyes suddenly became serious. The soft corner of his mouth returned to its usual cold curve. He let go of Yin Lan and said to her, "Go and open the door."

Yin Lan nodded in panic and got up to open the door.

Outside the door stood a hotel waiter. Seeing Yin Lan open the door, he said in English, "This is your meal. Please enjoy it."

He did not dare to go in and could only stand at the door. He passed the dining car behind to Yin Lan and asked her to bring it in.

"Thank you." Yin Lan thanked him and pushed the dining cart in.

There were still some beef, lamb chops, and fruit desserts. It was very sumptuous.

If she had not stayed in Italy for ten years, she believed that three years in Nanxing was enough for her to not get used to these dishes.0

During the meal, Hua Jingsheng was slow and quiet. His movements were smooth and elegant, forcing her to slow down and enjoy himself.

The meal only finished after half an hour. After the person cleaned up the leftovers, she turned back to look at Hua Jingsheng, who had taken out a computer and started typing quickly on the keyboard.

Suddenly, she did not know what to do. After hesitating for a moment, she took the initiative to approach him and said in a low voice, "Jingsheng, we..."

Hua Jingsheng stopped his work and looked up at her. He closed the computer and put it on the other side. "Let me see the wound on your back first."

Yin Lan bit her lips and nodded. She was about to turn around but was pulled onto her leg by him.

Her clothes were removed and exposed to the air. After a slight chill, it became hot.

Hua Jingsheng looked at the scabbed wound and frowned again. There was a trace of pity in his deep eyes.

Yin Lan's hand on the sofa unconsciously tightened because of Hua Jingsheng's silence. Then, a warm softness fell on her back. It instantly ironed her heart and shook her body.

"Jingsheng!"

"Lan." Hua Jingsheng's voice was deep, deep, and carried a trace of helplessness. "We all need time to confirm. Do you understand?"

Her ability and her intentions made Hua Jingsheng not dare to act rashly.

A trace of sobbing came out of Yin Lan's throat. She bit her lips tightly and got up to tightly hug Hua Jingsheng's neck. Her voice was trembling. "I'm sorry."

If Hua Jingsheng really wanted to force her, she naturally would not be able to resist, but he did not.

They all needed time to confirm.

"I won't leave you."

The only thing that could be said was this guarantee. It was not about love, but about the weak and warm reliance that surpassed friendship and kinship.

Hua Jingsheng did not return her favor. He was slightly dazed. When he opened his eyes again, the pity and softness in his eyes had completely disappeared. A tyrannical and tyrannical force surfaced. "If Ning Ou appeared in front of you, would you kill him?"

Yin Lan's tensed face stiffened. When she thought of the whisper that sounded like Ning Ou's voice, she closed her eyes and calmed her sad heart. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes again. She let go of him and looked straight into his sharp and threatening eyes. She replied, "Yes."

The hatred that had been buried in her heart for many years had been integrated into her blood and bones. Even if she had felt strange pain for Ning Ou previously, it was not enough for her to scrape off this layer of blood and bones.

Moreover, Ning Ou did not love her as much as she thought. He also had everything he wanted to fight for, and it was very likely that he would become enemies with each other in the future.

Therefore, she would not show mercy.

Hua Jingsheng held Yin Lan's stubborn and determined face. His expression relaxed slightly, but he did not completely believe it.

"I hope that you will not disappoint me again."

Looking at Hua Jingsheng's eyes that were as dark as a well, Yin Lan thought of something and softly said, "Jingsheng, Do you believe me?

"I blamed you wrong about Wu Sheng, so I won't doubt you."

"You will believe me if something like this happens in the future, won't you?" Wang Yao asked. Yin Lan's hand gently grabbed his hand and confirmed in a low voice.

"Yes."

The extremely shallow voice had the pressure of life entering Yin Lan's heart, making her cherish it even more.

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