"Mi, how are Ah Yu and Ah Wang?" She leaned on him, closed her eyes slightly, and asked softly and comfortably, "Are they all abroad?"

Do you want to tell her that both of them are in prison?

Dongfang Mi hesitated for a while, then stroked her hair and replied with a natural smile, "They are all abroad and living a good life."

After being silent for a while, she suddenly remembered something, raised her head and looked at him, and said seriously: "Mi, starting from tomorrow, you will no longer be my driver and bodyguard. My dad asked someone to find a person for you."

It’s a good job working for a big company, you can go work for that company tomorrow.”

Hearing this, Dongfang Mi looked sad, "Why would your dad ask someone to find a good job for me?"

"My family, they don't allow me to be with you, you know this." She frowned and said sadly, "Knowing that you stay with me, be my driver, be my bodyguard, they

They’re all very angry.”

"Do you care so much about their feelings?" His heart seemed to be surrounded by depression.

"They are my family."

"What about me?" He looked at her closely, his deep and charming eyes exuding a fiery light that could melt people instantly, "Have you ever cared about my feelings? Until now, you have regarded me as yours.

What? Don't tell me, I'm still nothing to you."

"..." When she met his eyes, she felt her heart tingling, and she couldn't say anything.

"For you, I can give up everything I have." He continued to say affectionately every word, "even my life."

"My, I, I..."

"Baby, let's go." He interrupted her, his tone was much gentler with a deep pleading, "Let's go to a beautiful place, just the two of us, and don't care about anyone.

, okay?"

"Mi, we...can't be so selfish." After thinking about it, she held back a tear and shook her head rationally, "I...hope that my happiness can be recognized and blessed by my family."

"If they never accept me, will you never be with me?" He looked at her incomprehensibly.

"..." She had nothing to say. She seemed conflicted in her heart. She got up from him with a gloomy look on her face, walked to the balcony with a heavy heart, and silently looked at the cloudless sky.

"I won't go to work in any company tomorrow." He looked at her back and suddenly said with firm displeasure, "Help me thank your father, the director."

She didn't speak.

…

The next day, Mo Hanya got up early because she was going to the company's recording studio to record a new album.

Oriental fans are very good at adjusting their moods. After sleeping, they forget some unpleasant topics. They get up early to make breakfast for her. After having breakfast with her, they drive her to the company.

In the car, the two of them didn't talk much and seemed a bit quiet.

Suddenly, Mo Hanya's cell phone rang. She looked at the caller ID and glanced at Dongfang Mi who was driving. She hesitated for two seconds before answering the call...

"Sister, he is very dangerous, and his temper is not suitable for you." Mo Zifei's voice on the phone was filled with sadness and anger, "Let him leave you, okay?"

Mo Hanya didn't speak, just listened quietly with her cell phone.

"You will live happily without him - sister, believe me."

Would I really be happy without him?

As she listened, she turned her head slightly, looked at the man who was driving the car seriously, her eyes wet secretly, and she hung up the phone apologetically.

Dongfang Mi looked in the rearview mirror at a black car that was following her, and looked at her expressionlessly, "Who made the call? Why don't you convince me?"

"That person called the wrong number." She said calmly, lowered her head, edited a text message on her mobile phone and sent it to Mo Zifei - Brother, I'm sorry, he was too impulsive that night, I apologize to you on his behalf.

I promise you, this will never happen again in the future.

Dongfang Mi didn't ask her any more questions. He drove the car in front of her company, looked at her profile, and said softly, "I'll wait for you here."

"It may take me four or five hours to come out." She said as she opened the door and got out of the car. Although her voice was faint, it always contained concern for him. "You can wander around by yourself, don't

I'm bored in the car. Stop smoking." In the end, she did not forget to give her instructions before stepping into the modern company building with high heels and style.

He looked at her back and smiled. When her back was no longer visible, the smile gradually faded away, and he looked at a black luxury car slowly parked nearby with an indifferent expression.

That car belongs to Mo Zifei.

He sat in the car for a while, then opened the door and walked out. Wearing a well-tailored dark windbreaker and a hat, he walked to his car window with a cold expression.

Dongfang Mi pressed the car window, looked at him indifferently, raised his lips, and asked with some contempt: "What bad things did you say about me to your sister on the phone just now?"

Mo Zifei didn't answer, and his expression turned ugly, "Let's talk." He said briefly and coldly, turned around and walked towards his car, then got in the car and quickly started the car.

Want to keep up?

Dongfang Fan thought for two seconds, smiled indifferently, immediately started the engine, and followed.

An hour later, xx teahouse...

This teahouse seemed to have been booked by Mo Zifei a long time ago. He and Dongfang Mi were the only two guests in the huge hall. The waiter served the tea and then left, leaving them alone.

Dongfang Mi drank tea elegantly, looked around the undisturbed open environment, with a smile on his lips, and asked half-jokingly: "Brother-in-law, you invited your brother-in-law here, what do you want to talk about with him?"

Hearing the words brother-in-law and brother-in-law, Mo Zifei seemed to be greatly stimulated, and a layer of ice almost formed in his eyes.

"If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I will take your sister home later." Dongfang Mi suddenly said impatiently, "Your sister will be anxious when she comes out of the company and can't see me."

Mo Zifei's hand holding the tea cup was full of veins, and his face was frighteningly cold, "Leave my sister."

"Haha 7e" Dongfang Mi laughed twice as if he had heard a joke, then sat upright and said seriously: "I am her man, and I have the responsibility to stay by her side and protect her at all times. As my brother-in-law

You want your brother-in-law to leave your sister, this is so incomprehensible."

"Don't scream, she and I are not related by blood." He said "brother-in-law" on the left and "brother-in-law on the right", which made Mo Zifei extremely angry, and his voice suddenly rose several times, "You are not worthy of Hanya now.

You, a man who came out of prison, are not worthy of carrying her shoes."

Dongfang Mi smiled disapprovingly, "I don't think so. Hanya and I don't care about the opinions of secular people."

Humph, this is a roundabout way to curse people?

Mo Zifei tried his best to hold back his anger, "If you leave Hanya, I will give you 10 million."

Dongfang Fan smiled again and frowned in confusion, "Do I, Dongfang Fan, look like a person who is short of money?"

"What do you mean?" Mo Zifei suddenly became confused and looked closely at the expression on his face.

He raised his lips leisurely, "I'll give you 20 million. In the future, don't bother Hanya with the affection of a sister for a brother. How about that?"

Mo Zifei was so angry that he gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly, and said with a cold look in his eyes: "Don't blame me for not giving you a chance." After saying this with deep meaning, he turned around and walked out of the door coldly and arrogantly, clapped his hands loudly, 'Pa

Papa 7e'

With applause, the closed door was immediately pushed open, and dozens of burly men filed in with sticks in hand.

"Fight to death, I will be responsible for all the consequences." Mo Zifei said coldly with an expressionless face as he walked out handsomely and closed the door that was the only exit.

Upon hearing his words, a large group of men with sticks in their hands immediately surrounded Dongfang Mi with ferocious looks.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mi was just shocked, without any fear at all. When several men picked up thick-armed sticks and swung them at him, he stood up calmly and quickly launched two perfect high whip kicks.

He kicked the two people away, then quickly dodged the surrounding attacks, picked up a stool and threw it at the two people in front of him, then jumped on the table, responding to it tactfully and cautiously.

"Ah ah……"

"Bang dong... Bang Dang..."

"Ah 7e uh ah 7e"

The sounds of moans, tables turning, and glass breaking instantly filled the entire teahouse hall. You can imagine the bloody and violent scenes.

Dongfang Fan's skills are absolutely unparalleled. He has neat punches and kicks, a sharp figure, and sharp eyes. When fighting, he is full of the aura of a king. In less than an hour, he defeated half of the people.

Although this is the case, there are many people on the other side, and they all have their own skills. He can't get rid of the weakness of being outnumbered. Over time, he will inevitably be hit with sticks several times, hit by fists and kicks several times, and hit on the head with a stick.

A stream of blood flowed from his forehead, almost staining half of his face red.

"Stop." He held back the pain, suddenly jumped up on the table, and shouted stop, "Everyone comes out to fight and kill. It's not easy to make a living. We have been fighting for so long, and we are over the addiction. I will give it to you.

How about giving me double the money and letting me escape?"

Hearing this, the six people who were still capable of fighting were more or less shaken, and the sticks they were holding to swing at him were all fixed in their hands.

One of the big men was obviously their leader. He took a step forward and asked harshly: "He gave our brothers five hundred thousand. If our brothers let you go, can you afford us one million?"

Dongfang Mi wiped the blood on his head and smiled confidently, "Don't say one million, I can afford two million."

When the big man heard this, his face showed a hint of joy, but he still hesitated.

At this moment, Dongfang Fan looked at the group of people groaning on the ground, and smiled again, "In today's society, you can struggle with anything, but don't struggle with money. If you keep me alive, I will definitely give you two million.

And it will be fulfilled today.”

The big man thought for a while, looked at the approval faces of the brothers behind him, and finally made a decision. With a little force of his head, he said, "Okay, deal."

The corners of Dongfang Mi's lips that overflowed with blood, and he raised his voice inscrutably, "Refreshingly."

…

Mo Zifei did not leave, but sat in the car with a cold expression, waiting for the news.

A few hours later, the big man came to him with several brothers with blood stains on their bodies.
To be continued...