Chapter 79

"Trash is just trash. If you're so afraid of death, why did you come out here? But don't worry, I won't kill you. Take my words to Kun Si. Tell him to wash his head and wait for me." With that, he moved his right arm, and the military knife disappeared from his hand. Then he turned and got into the car.

Yang Luo didn't know that on the opposite street, a pair of beautiful big eyes were watching him, and the owner of those eyes was muttering, "Auntie is actually so close to him. It looks like he's Auntie's husband. But why does this guy look so familiar? He even killed someone at the police station, his nerve is really big."

"Child!" A gentle voice sounded behind her.

Tong Tong was startled and turned around, saying angrily, "Ouyang Hao, you scared me to death."

Ouyang Hao, the boy, said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

Tong Tong rolled her eyes and said, "Where's your car?"

"Up ahead!"

"Drive me to Auntie's company." After saying that, she ran to a BMW not far away.

Bei Yinyin said anxiously, "Yang Luo, you should leave quickly. You killed so many people, the police will catch you."

Yang Luo smiled, "The police have no right to arrest me. Besides, those trash are dead, so be it."

Bei Yinyin suddenly remembered the day she was held hostage at the bank. She knew Yang Luo wasn't lying to her, and she felt relieved.

"Who are they, really?"

"Let's talk about it when we get back." Yang Luo said.

The car quickly arrived at the company building. Bei Yinyin tightly held Yang Luo's arm, looking around. Yang Luo smiled and said, "They won't follow us."

The security guard outside saw Bei Yinyin, who usually acted like a delicate bird, clinging to a man's arm, and almost dropped his jaw. He looked up at the sky, wondering if the sun had risen in the west today.

Yang Luo looked at the 20-story Bei Group building and sighed, "Driving your car, spending your money? Am I being kept by a rich woman?"

Bei Yinyin looked at this man who was several years younger than her, and her sense of dependence grew stronger. Her eyes were filled with admiration, "Then let me keep you for life."

Yang Luo chuckled and grabbed her round, elastic buttocks with his right hand. Bei Yinyin blushed and quickly grabbed his mischievous hand, "Don't mess around, so many people are watching." Yang Luo laughed, and Bei Yinyin gave him a glare, then held his arm and walked into the company.

As they passed by, the employees forgot to greet them, all gaping in disbelief. Bei Yinyin's cold image was deeply rooted in their minds, especially since she never showed a good face to men. Today, she appeared in the company, intimately holding a man's arm, and the ice on her face that had never melted before was now thawed, her smile so charming.

Everyone began to speculate about Yang Luo's identity. Who is this man, to have captured the heart of Shanghai's top four beauties, the ice beauty Bei Yinyin?

Bei Yinyin didn't care. She knew what her subordinates were thinking. She took the elevator to the top floor, 28th floor.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw a man in a white suit, in his thirties, standing at the door of her office, holding a large bouquet of roses. It was hard to tell how much hair gel he had used, it looked like it could drip, and even a fly would slip if it landed on it.

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