Ran turned around and saw that Lin was wearing a tailored suit. One of his hands was casually inserted into his pocket. His face was sickly and pale, but his pitch-black pupils were like two bottomless pools of water, causing people to feel intimidasi at first glance. This was the man who had sent her to prison, and now what scheme was the floating? However, before she could react, Guard had already respectfully released her hand. "Yes, Director Lin." When Lin unceremoniously stuffed him into the car, Ran took the opportunity to bite him, and then released him while he was still in pain. He immediately got out of the car. "Run?" There was no trace of joy or anger in Lin voice. He withdrew his injured hand, his eyes flashing with dark moisture, and his long fingers slowly pressed a button. Don't let her go? Could it be that he wanted to kidnap her in such a crowded place? Ran thought back to everything he had said and done, sticking close to the door to keep a distance from him. With disgust in his beautiful eyes, he asked. "What the fuck are you doing now?" She really couldn't use a good tone when dealing with this man. "Nothing." Lin turned a blind eye to her anger and lightly said, "You should be thanking me. If I hadn't brought you away, you would already be in the police station." He had not intended to meddle in other people's business, but things had gotten more and more out of hand, and this was not the end he wanted to see. "Thank you? Thank you for swallowing my company's silkworm? Or thank you for sending me to prison?" Ran really didn't want to be pretentious with him. She only wanted to stay away from him, "Lin, you are always so hypocritical." Lin turned on the music he had brought from the car as if nothing had happened, and the soothing piano music flowed out, forming a stark contrast with the nervous atmosphere in the car, "It's good to be hypocritical, this time I saved you, it's the truth." This man was indeed the same as always. Even sending her to prison seemed to be her fault. Maybe he was angry, but Ran actually laughed out loud instead. Ran leaned close to his ear, gave him an enchanting smile, and said in a cruel tone, "Really? What did you say to me before you went to jail? Oh, you have a problem, so you're taking revenge on my company. " "By the way, what's the name of the man who raped your fiancée?" Unsurprisingly, the torrential storm came. In the next second, she was mercilessly strangled by the neck. Her strength was so great that it was as if she was going to die! Just now, the man's unperturbed gaze had turned into stormy waves. His tone was terrifyingly cold. "Try it again." Ran didn't repeat himself, but he didn't show any weakness either. He looked at him provocatively and did not speak. This matter, she knew, was a pain he could never touch in his heart. A stalemate, a confrontation. Lin stared fiercely at her. His breathing became heavier, and his face paled. In the end, he had to relax his grip on her hand and grab his chest a little spasmodically. He gasped weakly, his previously strong face now weak and pale. His heartbeat was fast, and his breath produced a sharp wheezing sound. The oxygen seemed to have disappeared from his lungs, and cold sweat covered his body in an instant. Lin had no time to pay attention to the people around him. He was struggling to maintain his last bit of consciousness as he rummaged through the drawer for the medicine bottle. He did not want to just collapse in front of her. Ran looked at him coldly and stood up. This man had asthma, she had always known that, but she had not expected to suddenly get sick here. However, this was a good thing for her Ran leaned over, opened the door and got out of the car. The intimate contact lasted only a moment, then broke up again, and she didn't care if he lived or died. The sound of high heels hitting the ground gradually faded, leaving only her coquettish yet hateful voice. "I wish you were dead."

Half a month later. At the bar of Night, customers come and go, crying or laughing, all buy a drunk, with the whole scene looking unrestrained, dejected beauty. Ran sat on a stool, wearing a pair of black shoulder straps and tight jeans. He sipped an ice-blue cocktail nonchalantly and chatted with the bartender from time to time. The curling waves spread lazily across her back, and her curvaceous figure stood out in the ambiguous atmosphere of the nightclub. Bored, she glanced up at the clock by the counter. It was ten o'clock, and the person she was waiting for hadn't arrived yet. Could it be that her cold demeanor these past few days had caused him to lose interest? The conical wine cup was swiveling between his fingers. A few men came up to greet him. She didn't have a cold face, but she didn't mind. As time passed, those people also disinterestedly left. She raised her head and downed another cup of Bloody Mary. She pushed the cup in front of the bartender, but did not notice that there was a gaze that had been bringing her along in the dark. Lin was sitting leisurely in the most remote corner, his entire body relaxed and sunk into the sofa. He gave a faintly discernible glance in that direction. His handsome face was hidden in the shadows, his expression indistinct. His peers were all business partners. Although he was called a companion, his status was clearly lower than his. Everyone followed his lead during the entire meeting. In order to attract his attention. Lin retracted his gaze and glanced at the few people with cautious expressions. The corners of his mouth curled up into an enigmatic smile as he raised his glass, "No need to be polite, I'll treat you this time." He liked the feeling of being above others. Everyone had their own ulterior motives and clinked glasses with him. After he finished drinking, the person beside him respectfully poured for him and then spoke up, trembling with fear. "Director Lin, about that matter …" The moment he said this, the others also looked at Lin in anticipation. He had been focused on drinking and did not get down to business. The few of them were a little anxious, but they did not dare to say it out loud. "What is it?" Lin pretended not to know as he calmly raised his head. His gaze was like a torch, and no one dared to look at him directly. The person who poured the wine steeled his heart, gritted his teeth, and expressed what he wanted to say, "It's about the project that the Arsen Family launched the tender last time." That person steeled his heart, gritted his teeth, and expressed what he wanted to say, "It's about the project that the Arsen Family launched the tender last time. "Oh, that plan." Lin seemed to have just remembered something as he slowly raised his cup and took a sip. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he saw a familiar figure appear at the other end of the bar. The handsome man sneaked up behind Ran and carelessly held a strand of her hair to sniff the air. Ran turned around and smiled charmingly as if he had been waiting for him. Lin slightly narrowed his hawk-like eyes. Shao? Moreover, from the looks of it, it was not the first time the two of them had met. A trace of unease flashed through his eyes. He no longer cared about the words of the people around him and stood up by himself, "I have some matters to attend to, so I'll be taking my leave first." With that, he took out a stack of pink bills from his wallet and placed it on the table. The sound of shiny leather shoes striking against the floor was rhythmic, leaving the rest of the group at a loss. They looked at each other in dismay. Ran absent-mindedly stirred the pretty wine in his cup with a straw. He combed through the information he had gathered about the Arsen family and the Han family since he was released from prison, almost ignoring the fact that there was another person beside him. "Hey, your grandpa is talking to you." The arrogant voice of a man came over. She raised her head and met Shao gaze. She quickly bent her eyes and smiled, "I'm listening." "What the hell are you listening to?" Shao tiptoed over to a stool and sat down, drinking from the straw in her hand. "You woman, you're really strange. You're as cold as a fairy to anyone, but it's right for me." Ran smiled, "As long as you like it." "You still know that I like you?" Shao raised an eyebrow, obviously displeased. "I've already sent you out for at least a week and you haven't even kissed me on the mouth. What am I looking for?" Otherwise, don't be pretentious. To put it bluntly, this is just a business deal. This grandpa will do as you say. Choose which hotel you want to go to, and let's not waste any time, alright?" He took a gold card from his pocket and shook it. He pushed it across the table and looked her straight in the eye. This woman had some kind of magic. He had noticed her on her first day on the platform. He didn't want to talk about anything else, but his indifferent attitude made him unable to stop. At first she didn't want him to come out, but it took him a lot of money to get his mother to persuade him again and again to get what he wanted.