Chapter 77 You can't stand me and can't kill me

Dressed in gorgeous clothes and shining. In such a banquet, Ye Zhiyu, dressed in military casual clothes, looked particularly abrupt. Abrupt, but not gloomy. Instead, she was dressed in a military uniform, her delicate face was heroic, and her apricot eyes were dark and bright, which was particularly eye-catching.

not to mention the man around her who can wear uniforms.

Qu Xiangtian hugged Ye Zhiyu and entered. When the two arrived, many people had gathered in the hall, but the music did not sound. Instead, they came in and caused a lot of **, which suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

Ye Zhiyu was a little embarrassed. To be honest, she still felt a little rude to dress like this, not to mention that she has always been uncomfortable with this kind of occasion.

The big hand on her waist increased a little in time and put her in his arms. Her heart warmed, but her mouth did not let him go.

"What idiots do so hard, I can't walk."

"Just go. If you fall down, I will pick you up."

“......”

This man took the wrong medicine today. She shouldn't be serious with him.

His heart was slandered, so that Ye Zhiyu did not see the middle-aged man who greeted him from afar, until the other party's enthusiastic voice sounded close at hand: "Xiang Tian! Finally waiting for you! Come on, come on, I'll wait for you!"

"Well, I announce that the banquet begins! Officially begin! Ah, hahaha!"

Commissar Bai Minbai smiled cheerfully and was obviously very happy. However, Ye Zhiyu sneered in the bottom of his heart. Listening to this, he clearly did not welcome her. This is not her narrow-mindedness. Think about what kind of power the Qu family is. The Bai family is a civilian in politics. If one day they can marry the Qu family, the white political commissar must be able to wake up from his dream, and promotion is by no means a dream. Obviously, he watched his daughter and Qu Xiangtian's ambiguous entanglement, and even borrowed the little guilt and sense of responsibility of his daughter after being stained by the gangster tried to tie him up.

The fat in the mouth will fly away, and no one will have a good face. He has been in politics for many years and is a high-ranking official. He speaks and does things smoothly. If you say such a thing today, you should have a deep resentment in your heart.

Thinking about this, Ye Zhiyu was not angry, but felt a little funny. How depressed is it to secretly hate a person who is itchy and powerless?

Qu Xiangtian called "Uncle Bai" very respectfully and then said, "I finished the meeting late, and Xiaoyu has been waiting for me for a long time. It's my fault."

Ye Zhiyu raised his eyebrows and looked at him, thinking that he had been holding the design drawing and turning a blind eye to him for a whole hour. He squeezed his lips and didn't say anything.

"Ah, it's okay! Are you busy? Besides, you have a lot of things at hand. Come on, Mr. Qu is over there. I'll take you there. Political Commissar Bai waved his hand generously with a smile.

I haven't seen him for many days, and the old man's eyes are still sharp, and the fierce aura of standing in the crowd makes him seem to be surrounded by a murderous atmosphere. Behind him sat a man whose upper body could not be seen clearly in the shadow. His pale and slender knuckles buckled the crystal glass, and the slowly shaking red wine flowed with enchanting light under the light.

Ye Zhiyu couldn't help frowning slightly. This is obviously a private area. Grandpa Qu is here, and there are still people who dare to sit here?

"Dead old man, it's so bad luck to be so angry."

The man's lazy voice was not light or heavy. Ye Zhiyu's heart beat, and he looked at Qu Xiangtian with some contempt. Saying that people are angry, who do you think your debt face is inherited from?

Sure enough, the old man's eyes were cold, but beyond Ye Zhiyu's expectation, the two were not tit-for-tat. Political Commissar Bai also came over with a smile: "Come on, Xiang Tian, uncle will introduce you to a friend."

"This is Mr. Allen, the CEO of Allena."

Ye Zhiyu saw the man in the shadow stand up, first with a long and slender body, then a delicate jaw, a tall nose, and finally revealing the smiling silver gray pupils.

Qu Xiangtian looked at the person coming and couldn't help frowning slightly.

Allena is the airborne multinational empire group that he asked Gu Junmo to investigate before. This Allen Gu Junmo has also carefully checked. It is clear that he is in the mall with fierce methods, but the background is suspiciously clean.

As a terrorist organization, A-TM requires a large amount of liquidity for its large number of personnel and weapons and equipment operation support. And he has been investigating for many years and has not found many sources of funds. Now it seems that Allena's appearance is not only suspicious, but also with an evil spirit. He has been in Dijing for so long but has not moved for a long time. Gu Junmo has not investigated any clues, but it is not enough to become evidence. But he believes in his intuition that this Allena is the treasury of A-TM. Then this man named Alan... is undoubtedly a ghost face.

He has been putting bait little by little and waiting for the ghost face to take the initiative to contact him, but he never expected that the other party would do it in such a direct way.

Interesting.

In a few seconds, countless complicated thoughts passed by. He smiled a little evilly and was about to open his mouth, but suddenly felt the woman in his arms tremble.

She seemed to be restraining, but she still made him aware.

In his arms, a small voice is as soft as a mosquito: "Big white goose... I... I don't want to see this person..."

She didn't easily accept her weakness, but now... Qu Xiangtian was stunned when he heard the words, as if he was thinking of something, but he just reached out and comforted her back.

"Xiang Tian, what's wrong with her?" Political Commissar Bai obviously sensed the strangeness and looked confused.

"She may have been too tired from work recently, haven't had a good rest, and is not in good health." After saying that, the man said apologetically and sincerely, "Uncle Bai, I'll help her sit aside first, and she will be back soon."

"Well, you should go quickly."

No one noticed that a faint smile appeared on the feminine face of the man who saw the end from the beginning.

Qu Xiangtian helped Ye Zhiyu to sit down in a chair beside him, gently hugged her, and let her head rest on his chest.

"...I seem to know that person." After a long time, Ye Zhiyu finally calmed down, but his face was still pale, with doubts in his eyes: "But I can't remember."

"I don't remember where I've seen him, but it's ridiculous that my body is weak and trembling..."

Qu Xiangtian looked at her look and didn't know what she was thinking. Her eyes were covered with cold frost, but the words she said were unexpectedly soft: "It's okay, I'm here." The big hand held her cold little hand, and he repeated it in a low voice, as if he was afraid that she would not listen to her heart.

"You have me."

The warm current spreads along the skin to the bottom of the heart and stabilized the beating heart. Ye Zhiyu couldn't help feeling a little funny, "Look, I'm crazy. Why do you follow me as if you are facing a big enemy? Now the leader knows how to cooperate."

She smiled easily and tried to wave the coolness in her heart.

Qu Xiangtian didn't laugh at her words, but his eyes seemed to stare at her nervously for a moment.

"...Hey...what are you doing...you're a little scary..."

When he heard the words, his eyes seemed to move and said, "Stay here by yourself. I'll go there and come back soon."

"Okay, you go," she waved her hand to disgust. "When you are here, your difficult old man will treat me as a sinner again!"

He still seemed to be worried. He took a deep look and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, he looked at her again. "One more thing," Mo Ran's eyes were full of seriousness. He was silent for a long time, staring at Ye Zhiyu's heart. "As I said, I prefer you to call me Brother Tian."

“......”

The man's back was tall and handsome, but Ye Zhiyu choked and almost breathed back.

After Qu Xiangtian left, Miss Ye took a few deep breaths and finally recovered her mood. It's strange why she was scared when she saw that man instinctively? It's not a general psychological effect, but a goosebumps all over, and the blood seems to be flowing back. She should have met him for the first time. How could this happen? Just looking at the political commissar Bai and Grandpa Qu, who didn't even fight for him, this man should be a very powerful person... Then isn't there no reason for her to see him?

The clueless clues accumulated in her mind were piled together again, but this time, Miss Ye felt that she seemed to finally catch the thread--

"Yo, are you in poor health? Is it because he robbed someone else's husband and finally got retribution?

Even women can hear a crisp voice, but what they say is vicious. Ye Zhiyu knew who the other party was without raising his head. Looking up, Bai Shuiqing, dressed in a lotus-colored dress, was looking at her with a smile, with a slightly mocking look. Obviously, the carefully dressed makeup made her more pure and charming, and she was a little charming between her hands and feet, which made people unable to look away.

However, what Ye Zhiyu thought about was the relationship between this woman and A-TM.

Today's thing was a little strange. Ye Zhiyu was not in the mood to talk nonsense with her. She understood the reason why she couldn't afford to avoid it, so she stood up and was ready to get up. Unexpectedly, her arm was grabbed. Her sharp nails almost sank into her flesh, and then a sharp tone sounded: "Are you guilty! Humph, see, God doesn't care about you at all! He doesn't love you!"

Atian? Have you changed your name?

Taking a deep breath, Miss Ye finally understood that the woman in front of her did not hit the south wall and did not look back. The heart of the Yellow River did not die and was not abused and she did not know who she was.

With a slight smile, Ye Zhiyu said lightly, "How do you know he doesn't love me? What do you think I would be so distracted just now?"

Her words were vague. The white girl didn't seem to understand for a while before she realized it for a long time, and her face was stiff in an instant. Ye Zhiyu looked at the right time and added with a smile: "I can't help it. He is so energetic that he always toss around all night... You don't understand..."

You don't understand the three words, Ye Zhiyu's eyes are slightly restrained, like sighing, helpless and spoiled. But her heart is slandered fiercely. Shit, especially this week, the man simply didn't stop until dawn. Even if she was so tired that she slept in a daze, he could still struggle to reclaim alone and sweat like rain, and she was not afraid of death!

In fact, Ye Zhiyu didn't say much rudely until now, but the white girl's own personality was relatively distorted, and her face immediately became ugly. Her eyes seemed to be thinking about how to scold her.

Seeing this, Ye Zhiyu pulled the corners of his lips, smiled a little cheaply, and the light in his eyes was particularly bright: "Yes, yes, yes, it's this expression - you don't like me, and you can't kill me, hahaha!"

"You--"

The ugly face has completely become distorted. It is probably rare for Ye Zhiyu to retreat from the enemy so easily. He is indeed in a good mood. He didn't expect Bai Shuiqing to make this move - she hasn't reacted yet, and the slender wrist over there has been split in the air--