The Menace of Los Angeles

On the second day, Qin Qinghan drove her own luxury BMW and sent Jing Si to school. Then she came to Luohuang Group with Ye Fengwu.

"Good morning, President Qin..."

"Good morning, President Qin..."

...

After entering the company gate, all employees of Luohuang Group politely greeted Qin Qinghan.

Although Qin Qinghan had only been working for two or three days, all employees of the company sincerely admired this young president.

This was not only because of Qin Qinghan's overbearing temperament at the celebratory banquet, but also because she had a big figure who called Jiang Hao his brother behind her.

If this alone made these employees feel awe, then Qin Qinghan's acquisition of the Qin family yesterday had truly gained the approval of the entire company.

Qin Qinghan was wearing a light-colored coat. Her tall and charming figure, coupled with her beauty comparable to Luo Yihuaung’s, made her the focus of everyone along the way.

Ye Fengwu followed Qin Qinghan like a bodyguard.

Just then, Lin Yu suddenly walked over and politely said to Qin Qinghan, "President Qin, there is a meeting at nine o'clock that needs you to preside over."

Qin Qinghan nodded and gently said, "Okay, I'll go prepare."

After speaking, Qin Qinghan headed towards the elevator. Ye Fengwu followed closely behind.

However, he had just taken two steps when he was blocked by Lin Yu.

Ye Fengwu's face looked strange as he rolled his eyes and said, "What are you doing?"

With an expressionless face, Lin Yu said, "Chairwoman Luo wants to see you."

Upon hearing this, a hint of strange smile appeared in Ye Fengwu's eyes. He said, "Lead the way."

Luo Yihuaung wanting to see Ye Fengwu alone undoubtedly proved that Luo Yihuaung did not want to reveal her identity to Qin Qinghan. She was a smart woman. She knew exposing herself would not benefit her at all.

Lin Yu expressionlessly entered another elevator, and Ye Fengwu leisurely followed.

In the elevator, Ye Fengwu was behind and Lin Yu was in front. In the confined space, he could smell Lin Yu's faint fragrance.

Ye Fengwu did not have a deep impression of Lin Yu, but he could see that this woman had a capable temperament.

Lin Yu wore professional skirts every time she went to work. The tight skirts outlined Lin Yu’s almost perfect slender figure.

Lin Yu stared silently at the elevator floor indicator. For a moment, the entire elevator was quiet enough to hear a pin drop. She seemed to feel a pair of eyes staring at her from behind.

Even with her indifferent temperament, she felt a little uneasy. So she hoped the elevator would move faster because she was very reluctant to be confined in such a small space with a man.

Ye Fengwu also felt the awkward silence in the atmosphere, so he opened his mouth and said, "Chairwoman Luo wouldn't want to deduct my salary right? You should know that I contributed in yesterday's acquisition of the Qin family too."

Ye Fengwu knew Luo Yihuaung and Lin Yu saw him at the West Mountain Villa. At that time, he was scolding Yang Lu.

Lin Yu stared at the elevator floor indicator and did not respond at all. This made Ye Fengwu shut his mouth awkwardly.

Soon, the two arrived at Luo Yihuaung's office. At this time, Luo Yihuaung was looking through a folder in her hand.

She glanced at Ye Fengwu, then lowered her head to continue looking at her documents.

Ye Fengwu sat down on the sofa without any restraint at all. This immediately made Lin Yu frown. But soon after, Ye Fengwu actually lit a cigarette.

Seeing this, Lin Yu's face became even more ugly. She picked up a cup and walked over, snorting, "Put that cigarette out."

Ye Fengwu had just taken a puff and was obviously reluctant to put it out.

"Lin Yu, you can go out first," Luo Yihuaung suddenly said at this time.

Upon hearing this, Lin Yu frowned and glared at Ye Fengwu before leaving the office. Ye Fengwu had a hint of slyness in his eyes.

In fact, how could Ye Fengwu not feel this woman's dislike for him? He didn't even know how he had offended her.

Lin Yu placed the cup in front of Ye Fengwu on the coffee table before leaving the office.

Luo Yihuaung also closed the folder in her hand, then got up and came to Ye Fengwu, sitting down on the sofa across from him.

"Did the Luo family send you?" Luo Yihuaung asked straightforwardly.

Ye Fengwu calmly said, "Although your family background is great, it is still not enough to give me direct orders. Of course, you're not entirely wrong either."

As China's god of war and the prestigious Blood Wolf King, even the prominent Luo family of the Five Tigers Gate did not have the direct authority to give orders to the Blood Wolf Special Forces. However, his mission to protect Luo Yihuaung this time was directly related to the Luo family. So Luo Yihuaung was not entirely wrong.

Luo Yihuaung's icy, exquisite face remained as calm as ever. She did not seem the least bit surprised that she had guessed Ye Fengwu's background correctly.

She asked again, "What is your purpose in approaching Qin Qinghan?"

Ye Fengwu snorted, "Beauty, protecting you is my mission, but that doesn't mean I can't have my own private life, right?"

But Luo Yihuaung retorted, "Then what about my sister?"

Ye Fengwu's expression immediately turned bitter at the thought of that demoness. Even thinking about her made him feel helpless.

Ye Fengwu said bitterly, "You don't really think your sister will marry me, do you?"

Luo Yihuaung said plainly, "But you're the only man she has ever loved."

Every time Luo Bingque thought about her aloof sister falling in love with a man like Ye Fengwu, she felt incredulous.

Ye Fengwu's eyebrows furrowed slightly. He both loved and feared Luo Bingque - loved her gentle and demure side when she calmed down, and feared her fickle personality.

Once, Ye Fengwu really wanted to marry that demoness regardless of everything, but she had never talked about the future with him, nor did she ever seem upset knowing that he was now with Qin Qinghan.

"What are you trying to say?" Ye Fengwu looked at Luo Yihuaung with calm eyes.

Luo Yihuaung said lightly, "I investigated you. Your information before and after imprisonment is blank. Not long ago, you suddenly came to Haihua City. If you really came to protect me, you shouldn't have approached Qin Qinghan first and shamelessly moved into her home."

Ye Fengwu snorted, "As you know very well, special forces' information is always classified. As for why I approached Qin Qinghan first, I already said, I have my own private life too."

"Oh? Is that so?" Luo Yihuaung gave a cold humph and continued, "Eight years ago, 16-year-old Qin Qinghan was drugged and ravaged. And around that time, you were imprisoned too. Don't you think it's too much of a coincidence for these events to happen in the same city?"

As she spoke, Luo Yihuaung suddenly cast her cold, threatening gaze at Ye Fengwu.

Ye Fengwu's face was very ugly. He knew Luo Yihuaung was smart, but he still underestimated her.

Luo Yihuaung went on, "Let's just take it as a coincidence for now. On your first day in Haihua City, without any prior interaction with Qin Qinghan, you directly attended Qin Guannan's birthday banquet and publicly announced your engagement to her with the Bihai Zhi Xin. "

"There are many things I dislike about you, but I have to say, you excel in certain areas. But you don't care about Qin Qinghan's suffering at all and treat Jing Si as your own daughter. Is this also a coincidence?"

Ye Fengwu flicked his cigarette butt into the cup. His face cold, he said, "What exactly do you want?"

Ye Fengwu vaguely felt that Luo Yihuaung seemed to know a lot.

Luo Yihuaung said lightly, "Qin Qinghan is my friend, my only friend. I don't want her to get hurt."

Ye Fengwu said, "Qin Qinghan is my wife, why would I hurt her?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Luo Yihuaung's eyes. She sneered, "Oh really? If she knew the one who ravaged her back then is now the one who gave her hope again, what would she do? Would she continue to tolerate your existence, or become that despairing woman who lived in pain like before?"

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