Beauty Killer: Bride to be Married
32 Thirty-two: See Yin Yi again.

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When she got home, she changed into a casual outfit. She hung her white clothes casually on her body, rolled up her sleeves slightly, and tied her long hair up. She looked very energetic. She wore black pants, high heels, and a necklace. All of this showed that she was a standard heiress.

Hotel:

The splendid hotel was particularly eye-catching under the night sky.

In front of the hotel, a fountain with a diameter of about ten meters was constantly gushing water.

Everything added an irreplaceable luster to the hotel.

He took a deep breath and felt the beauty of the silent night, but…

" Excuse me." Turning around, he saw a uniformed security guard staring at him." Are you Miss Shen Ling?"”

He turned his gaze to the fountain and nodded slightly.

"Miss, this way please." The security guard bowed slightly.

She followed the security guard into the hotel. They arrived outside a private room.

The security guard knocked on the door and said respectfully,"Old Master, Young Lady Shen has arrived."

"Please come in, Miss." An imposing voice came from inside.

The security guard pushed the door open, bowed again, and left.

He was about the same age as his father, dressed casually, had a kind face, and a warm smile.

Perhaps it was because he had not rested enough for a long time, his face was already showing fatigue.

His face was slightly worn out, and his facial features were compact. There was a smile on his face all the time. He was comparable to a young man and did not look like a man in his forties at all.

Beside him stood a man who was about seven years old. He had exquisite facial features, fair skin, and was devilishly charming. His bones were wild and unruly as he looked at Ling with a righteous and evil look.

But why did she feel that this man looked familiar…

The man met Shen Ling's eyes and smiled slightly. This made Shen Ling feel even more familiar.

"You must be Shen Ling. Come, sit down.”The man walked over and pulled Shen Ling over to sit down.

"Yes, I am Shen Ling. Uncle, are you Uncle Yan Shujun?" Shen Ling pretended to be obedient and asked.

"Hehe, yes. This is my son, Yin Yi." Uncle Yan pointed to the man beside him and introduced him.

Yin Yi? What a familiar name. Where had he heard it before? No! One surnamed Yan, the other surnamed Yin? Could it be a divorced family?

"Hello, we've met before. My name is Yin Yi.”He smiled again. He had to admit that he was very good-looking. His fair skin was flawless, but Shen Ling was not interested in handsome men.

"Is that so? I'm sorry, I don't remember." He smiled apologetically.

"It's okay, it's okay. Ling 'er, I'll catch up with you guys later.”Uncle smiled kindly. "Do you still remember me? Ling 'er? When you were young, I often looked at you!”

"This…I'm really sorry. Uncle." How could Shen Ling remember what happened when he was young?

"Hehe. I'm not sure. When you were young, you and Yi often played together. Why? Have you forgotten?"

Uncle saw Shen Ling's confused face and knew that this child must have forgotten about the past. He said,""When you were young, Yi and I also lived in the United States. Later, for the convenience of business, the family left the United States. See, Yi went to school here, and her mother and I worked in Australia. I came back today to see Ling 'er…"

After some small talk, she found out that Uncle Yan was ranked number one in the world. He was the CEO of the 8th generation. He and Yin Yi were indeed not biological father and son.

Ling rebuked. How could he not have any recollection of what happened when he was young?

This wasn't Ling's habit…

All in all, in Ling's opinion, his memory was pretty good.

Just thinking about it gave him a headache. He didn't want to think about it anymore! It was a waste of time.

Half an hour later, he received a call. After a few perfunctory words, his uncle said to him,"Ling 'er, you can talk to Yi. Uncle has something to do at the company. Yi, send Ling 'er home later."

"Mhm, got it." He said lightly.

"Mhm, Uncle, you go ahead." She answered obediently and generously.

Only she and Yin Yi were left in the private room.

After sending his uncle out of the private room, Ling finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Finally, she didn't have to pretend to be an elegant girl anymore.

She picked up the red wine and took a sip. She met Yin Yi's eyes and looked at him suspiciously.

"What's wrong? You really don't remember me? Am I that inconspicuous?" Yin Yi pretended to be innocent as he looked at Shen Ling.

"If you want to say it, say it quickly." Shen Ling rolled his eyes at him and thought,"Boring."

"I confessed to you that day in Saint Nanyi, and you said you didn't like me. Why? Miss Shen had a good memory. She did not even remember this.”Yin Yi picked up his wine glass and sat on the chair beside Shen Ling.

His devilish and wild body was completely captured in Ling's eyes. Heh…Why didn't I see that this man had quite a good point that day?

However, it's not my cup of tea…

"How could that be?" Of course, he remembered. He was the one who released balloons in school.”Shen Ling said perfunctorily.

"Hmm?" She stood up and walked to Shen Ling's chair. She leaned lazily against it. "Is this your understanding of confessions?”She turned around, lowered her head, and whispered two words into Shen Ling's ear,""Ling 'er."

Shen Ling was really sensitive to the word 'Ling' er 'and it was from a man's mouth.

"Let's change the title."”

"Depends on my mood."

"You."

"Let's go. It's getting late. I'll send you back.”

Shen Ling stood up angrily." No need. I drove here."”

"Alright, goodbye, Ling 'er." It was another enticing voice, causing Shen Ling to frown in disgust again.

"I told you to change the way you address me." At this moment, Ling Yazhi had nothing to say to Yin Yi.

"Like I said, it depends on my mood.”Yin Yi smiled playfully.

Shen Ling was sizing up Yin Yi.

"What's wrong? Miss Shen is also interested in observing me?”He chuckled.

"Don't mention it. I've seen a lot of playboys like you, so I'm not surprised.”Shen Ling also imitated him and laughed lightly.

Then, he walked out of the private room.

Shen Ling was indeed not interested in such playboys. Sitting in the car, he smiled contemptuously.

He looked at his watch. It was already nine o'clock. However, for a street like the Dragon's Pool and Tiger's Den, there was no way they would close their stall…

When Shangguan Shuofeng arrived at this legendary place, he frowned.

Was this the street of the underworld?

It was actually like this…

Truly extraordinary.

At night, the streets of the bustling city sparkled in the unknown corners of the city, but no one other than the people on the street noticed it.

Standing in the middle of the night, on the other side of the hustle and bustle. The blooming neon lights weaved the beauty of the night. The streets listened to the deepest parts of people's hearts in the wine glasses that men and women gently swirled in their hands. She was used to seeing the blurry colors in front of her.

In order to prevent the underworld from recognizing him, Shangguan Shuofeng took out a silver mask and put it on.

Just as he was about to enter the street.

"Ah!"

"Hmm…"

Shangguan Shuofeng was knocked down, he stopped and lowered his head.

The corner of his mouth curled up. Although this petite figure had her head lowered, Shangguan Shuofeng could still recognize that this woman was Shen Ling with his excellent killer qualities.

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