Chapter 121 The Last Conspiracy 1

"Ami, go and see Xiao Xin--" "Don't bother, I'll just go." Mr. Cui and the young woman who was about to answer looked at the man who made a sound in surprise. Mr. Cui was stunned and found that it seemed inappropriate. As soon as he was about to make a sound, he was deterred by the cold earthquake in the man's eyes.

"Master..." Ami came over and folded his hands on his chest with a worried look.

Mr. Cui stared at the man's silent back and his eyebrows tightened. His face was not good. He had never been afraid of anything in his life, but the pressure on the man just now made him feel a chill from the bottom of his heart. Dad, this is Su Zhengyu, my bodyguard. Mr. Cui thought of Yan Xin's words in his ear again. He knew that this man was one of the two boys who Joker personally asked him to make an exception to transfer to Shengye. Although he was not good-looking, he had a sharp look like a wolf, which impressed him clearly.

Now that Xiao Xin is going back to his home, he doesn't need any bodyguards. This move is clearly surveillance. Coupled with some strange behaviors after Xiao Xin came back this time, he dared to conclude that something must have happened. After all, he remembers that time... There was an explosion soon after the people of Mingmen entered the Holy Leaf, maybe...

There seemed to be something connected in his mind. Mr. Cui said to the woman beside him, "Ami, you call the DC people and say that I'm waiting for them in the same place."

"Master?" Ami's beautiful face showed a shocked expression, DC? The master hasn't looked for someone from DC for more than ten years. How can he suddenly...

"Just call me over." Without talking any more, Mr. Cui left the hall with a condensed look. No, it's time to make up his mind.

The sun flowed on the girl's white cheeks, casting a faint shadow under the long and curly eyelashes. The black hair was scattered on the snow-white sheets, sleeping quietly like a child who didn't care about the world.

At that moment, Su Zhengyu even gave birth to an idea that if she always slept like this, maybe he would lose a lot of headaches.

But he doesn't want it. He would rather she bother him all his life. He can take care of her.

For the rest of his life... This idea suddenly stunned Su Zhengyu, and his eyes showed that he had never been spoiled.

The intoxicating eyelashes like butterfly wings were gently stirred a few times, and there was a layer of blurred water in the ink jade-like eyes.

"You..." Yan Xin looked doubtfully at the slender fingers stretched out in front of her, turned her eyes, and saw the strange-looking man standing beside her.

Just at the moment when Yan Xin saw Su Zhengyu, the man withdrew his outstretched hand and regained his indifferent look.

"Come and wake you up." There seems to be a trace of stiffness in the cold tone.

"Get up?" Yan Xin stood up from ** and frowned slightly and looked at each other suspiciously. Is it her illusion? Why did she just... seem to see the smile on his face...?

"Hey--" She called Su Zhengyu, who was about to turn around and leave. The other party paused and looked back at her. There was a familiar cold light in her dark eyes, "What are you doing?"

"You, don't you want to wake me up?" When she was asked by him, she felt that her question was a little strange.

"Aren't you up?" There seemed to be some kind of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Bum." The door was closed again, and the girl sitting in ** looked at the door that was closed again inexplicably.

"Oh, what are you dragging..."

I fell into ** and wanted to sleep for a while, but I found that I was completely sleepy by Su Zhengyu's strange behavior. A carp got up from **. Yan Xin washed his face, brushed his teeth and went downstairs to decide to have a rare breakfast in a good mood. Who knew that half of the stairs, he felt a strange atmosphere in the living room.

She raised her eyes doubtfully and happened to hit the smiling man and waved to her with coffee. The apricot eyes opened wide in an instant. Yan Xin looked downstairs in disbelief. She almost called out, "Tang Yuming?!!" Then came a cold air from the side.

The afterglow really glanced at Su Zhengyu, who looked gloomy at the table. Yan Xin sighed gently and walked down the stairs, greeted him with a smile, and cleverly shouted "Dad".

"Xiao Xin, Yu Ming said he would accompany you to buy clothes today." Cui Lao smiled and was obviously in a good mood.

"Buy clothes?" In doubt, he really looked at Tang Yuming with red lips and a smile.

"Yes, the Tang family is going to hold a dance party. Please go." Mr. Cui turned his face to Tang Yuming beside him again. "It's hard for you to support the whole Tang family when you are still so young."

"How come? This dance is also to celebrate your safe discharge from the hospital. Let's have fun together. Although I'm sad about my father's departure, after all, the most difficult days have passed. Besides, this is also a kind of experience. Besides--" The man's smiling eyes turned to Yan Xin, "I'm about to find out my father's whereabouts."

Although she didn't understand why the other party suddenly looked at her, Yan Xin still smiled politely, but she clearly felt that the meaningful smile in the other party's eyes seemed to be calculating something, and she couldn't help "clucking" in her heart.

"Xiao Xin, would you like to appreciate it?"

"Of course." Yan Xin readily agreed, but the words turned to Mr. Cui, "Dad, shouldn't I have clothes for the ball?" There is a smell of coquettishness in the tone. Yan Xin's meaning is obvious. She doesn't want to go out with Tang Yuming. Well, even if she loses her memory, at least she still has common sense. As a young lady like the Cui family, it is true that you have to have a cabinet of clothes anyway.

"Xiao Xin." Mr. Cui gave Yan Xin an ignorant wink, but Yan Xin started the teacup on the table with a smile as if she didn't see it.

She took a sip of tea gently, and the sweet taste was on the tip of her tongue. She looked at the other party provocatively, but directly received a smile from the other party.

"A beautiful lady like Yan Xin, no matter how many gorgeous the skirts are, there won't be too many."

Yan Xin squinted at Tang Yuming and couldn't help slandering in her heart, "It's really shameless to go all over the world."

"Xiao Xin, you go." Mr. Cui also seized the opportunity to persuade him.

What else can she say at this time? Gritting her teeth, her red lips burst into a beautiful arc. She smiled romantically and gently answered, "Okay, that's troublesome."

"I'm going too." The cold male voice sounded from the side, and Yan Xin couldn't help shouting for help. Really, she actually forgot that there was still this trouble!

"This..." Although he is dedicated to settling up Yan Xin and Tang Yuming, this man is also a person of the Underworld anyway. He is unwilling to have a head-on conflict with the Underworld Gate until the people without DC find out the real situation. So as long as Mr. Cui looked at the smiling Tang Yuming with embarrassed eyes, he couldn't say it, and he didn't mean that others couldn't say it.

Seeing Cui Lao's expression of asking for help, Tang Yuming's smile deepened a little and whispered, "Okay, let's go together."

"Yu Ming!" Mr. Cui frowned and looked at the man who didn't know what the other party wanted to do, but he noticed that his voice was too loud, so he had to lower his voice.

"Nah, let's have breakfast and leave after eating." Tang Yuming looked at Mr. Cui's scrupulous expression and his eyes flashed. Sure enough, he guessed it well. The man was indeed a man from the underworld. His purpose this time is himself. Without him, how can this play continue?

A breakfast was quite peaceful, but Yan Xin clearly felt a cold and hot four eyes projected on her body, so her scalp was numb.

Really, she can almost predict that today will definitely be an unforgettable and wonderful day for her.

"What kind of clothes do you like, Xiao Xin?"

"This one or this one?" Tang Yuming's hand is a hot red low-cut dress on one side and a snow-white silk sleeveless fishtail skirt on the other.

"Uh..." Does she really want to choose clothes seriously? The hand reached hesitantly to the red dress on the man's right hand, but was domineeringly cut from the middle by the other hand. She looked at the owner of her hand and looked into the other party's dark eyes.

Tang Yuming looked at Su Zhengyu with a gloomy face, but received a sharp look from the other party.

"What do you do?" She asked him.

"This one doesn't work." Don't say the reason, but the obvious attitude is resolute.

"Why not?" Yan Xin put on the attitude that there must be no answer.

Su Zhengyu was silent, but his black eyes stared at the designer's stingyness in the upper half of the dress in Tang Yuming's hand. Yan Xin frowned and didn't understand what the other party meant. Just as he wanted to say a few more words, Tang Yuming interrupted the conversation between the two and brought a black dress from their side. He smiled and said, "I think this is good."

"Hmm." Before recovering from the previous situation, Yan Xin answered in a stunned voice and was pushed and dragged by the man into the locker room.

"Xiao Xin is really cute, don't you think?" Tang Yuming looked at the direction of the dressing room where Yan Xin was, but he undoubtedly said to Su Zhengyu.

Looking up, the eyes of the two men met in the air, and Su Zhengyu's eyes were as cold as an ice blade.

"It's boring." Finally, Su Zhengyu first looked away.

He raised his eyebrows to study the other party's expression. A trace of a trace of spright appeared in Tang Yuming's eyes. He made a secret gesture in front of Su Zhengyu's hand cut behind his back. After a while, Tang Yuming's mobile phone rang. The man looked at Su Zhengyu apologetically and said, "I'll answer the phone" and turned to one. A place where there is no one.

Su Zhengyu didn't care, and he didn't even raise his eyelids.

Tang Yuming stood not far away and stared at the direction in which the man was standing. His always smiling eyes contained some kind of faint light at this moment and gave a cold command, "Ok, take action." The man's voice was as cold as if it were from Shura from hell.

There are some things he has to do, Xiao Xin, don't blame him.

At the same time, Yan Xin, who was changing clothes in the locker room, suddenly felt a cold wind blowing behind her. The next second, she was covered her mouth and nose with a towel and gradually closed her eyes.