Cool CEO's Exclusive Love

"Force the confession, beat him until he tells everything he knows." She looked at Xia Yihan with a sharp and serious expression. Xia Yihan stretched out her hand and hit him on the forehead with her palm.    

After a moment of surprise, her body stiffened. Xia Yihan snappily said, "College students should learn about honor and disgrace. What kind of nonsense are they thinking about?"    

The sharp body relaxed, and with a clang, it turned its head.    

"Wow, I didn't expect you to be a tycoon!" Sharp Envy watched with envy as Xia Yihan swiped her card in the hotel. Xia Yihan snappily looked at Sharp Sharp Shark and said, "Work hard and you'll get a gold card when you get a good job in the future."    

"Tsk, I won't be able to catch up to you rich people even if I earn money for the rest of my life." Sharp twitch mouth, a black drunk slant and sharp collision full of.    

Xia Yihan was afraid that the black man would make trouble for her, so she quickly moved to stand in front of him. The black man looked at Xia Yihan drunkenly. Suddenly, his eyes widened as he stared at Xia Yihan as if he had seen a ghost.    

"Sorry, sorry." The black man staggered, bowed, and ran out of the hotel. Xia Yihan turned around and asked Sharp, "What's wrong with this black guy? Why is he so polite?"    

Sharp and indifferent, he said: "Maybe I'm too drunk to think of myself as a big shot."    

Xia Yihan ruffled her hair and said in amusement, "You better be a good boy if you still want to be like this."    

With a sharp sound, he opened Xia Yihan's bag and helped her put it in her room. Inside the room, the air conditioner was running very well. Xia Yihan turned her body around and tried to grab the bed sheets beside her in a daze.    

Xia Yihan couldn't catch anything for a long time. She mumbled something and curled up her body before falling asleep. A sheet lightly covered Xia Yihan's body.    

Ye Zimo silently looked at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan's face was a little sunburned, and her originally glossy long hair had been cut into her neat and neat short hair. Right now, it was mischievously scattered all over the place.    

Xia Yihan's small mouth was slightly open, and a hint of pink could be seen in it. Ye Zimo leaned over lightly and kissed Xia Yihan's icy cold forehead. "Good night."    

"Bang, bang, bang!" Xia Yihan jumped up and wrapped the bedsheet around her. The knocking was deafening. Xia Yihan frowned as she opened the door and looked at Sharp. "Give me a reason for you to go crazy in the middle of the night."    

Sharp enough to sneak into Xia Yihan's room and look around, solemnly saying, "I suspect you're a Tibetan man!"    

Xia Yihan raised her sleeves and looked at Sharp with a warning look. She stood on the windowsill and stared meaningfully at the open French windows. She looked at Xia Yihan with a mischievous smile and said, "I thought I saw someone entering your room."    

Xia Yihan looked around as cold sweat broke out all over her body. She warned, "I'm not afraid of that thing. It's useless for you to scare me!"    

Sharp shrugged. "Alright, I won't scare you, I'll go back to sleep."    

After the sharp touch, Xia Yihan turned left and right but could not fall asleep. She kicked her bag under the bed, and the disc flew out from the open pocket.    

Xia Yihan stood up and put the disc on the DVD, and the image started to blur until it became clear. "Drink the milk on the table first." Ye Zimo's serious voice sounded.    

Xia Yihan muttered, "There's no milk here, bad man!"    

The screen suddenly froze. Xia Yihan walked up and tapped on the TV. The TV flashed for a while, until it froze on Ye Zimo's screen, unable to move no matter how hard she tried.    

Xia Yihan adjusted the background of Ye Zimo's speech. Behind the background, there were magnified buildings, an African was talking beside them, and there was a huge windmill. Beside the windmill were piles of totemic stones.    

Could Ye Zimo have gone to this place? Xia Yihan stared at the picture, hope rising in her heart. Early in the morning, Xia Yihan dragged Sharp out of bed.    

"Did anyone tell you that you can't sleep well?" Sharp yawned as he looked at Xia Yihan.    

Xia Yihan looked at the sharpness close to 1.9 meters and said unhappily, "You have already exceeded the average of many of our countrymen. You can stop growing now. Today, we have to find a place."    

"Go where?!" Xia Yihan snapped out of her stupor and ran to Xia Yihan's side, staring at her with sparkling eyes.    

Xia Yihan handed the photo she had typed to Sharp, the windmill, and the strange totem. He didn't say anything for a long time, his back to his sharpness. His head was lowered as if he was thinking about something.    

Patting her sharp shoulder, Xia Yihan asked curiously, "What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly so serious?"    

Sharp Raising her head and glancing at Xia Yihan, her eyes showed seriousness that didn't match her age. There was even a hint of chilliness. Xia Yihan took a step back, her sharpness gradually approaching. She maintained a serious face and said, "How is it? Isn't it cool like this?"    

Xia Yihan looked carefully at her sharpness. Looking at her smiling face, she could not help but punch her opponent. "You scared me to death."    

"Judging by the attire of this African, he should be in the east, because the people in the east prefer to bring this sort of bone jewelry with them." Xia Yihan said.    

The two of them rode the car to the market in the east. They looked at the dark mass of people and buildings and said in a sharp voice, "How should we find so many people? If not, I will hide in the tavern and have a drink."    

Xia Yihan looked at the sharp table near the tavern and confirmed, "Are you sure you don't want to come with me?"    

Sharp like a dead fish collapsed on the table as he looked at Xia Yihan pitifully. "If I were to go out at noon in Africa, I would really die from the sun."    

Xia Yihan was reluctant to move. She had no choice but to find a random street. There was a wharf next to her. Some of the blacks were looking at Xia Yihan curiously while others were doing their own things indifferently.    

"Hello, have you seen this place before?" Xia Yihan asked while holding the photo.    

The black man looked at Xia Yihan coldly and walked to the side. Another black man came over and looked at Xia Yihan. "Are you looking for this place?"    

Xia Yihan nodded. "You know him?" The man nodded and said to Xia Yihan, "Let's go, I'll take you there."    

Xia Yihan followed the black man and walked until they couldn't see the dock. The surroundings became deserted. Only the worn-out houses were left one by one, surrounded by some ragged clothes that were looking at Xia Yihan.    

Xia Yihan halted her steps when she was stared at by these people who were obviously harboring malicious intentions. "I'm not going. I'm going."    

When her wrist was grabbed, Xia Yihan stepped back and took out a gun from her bag and pointed it at the man. "Don't move."    

The man waved his hand and retreated, comforting Xia Yihan, "Don't be impulsive."    

Xia Yihan held the gun and stepped back. She was hit in the back. Xia Yihan jumped forward. The gun in her hand was taken away by someone. Xia Yihan looked at the other person with her pistol cautiously.    

The people in the surrounding slums didn't want to cause any trouble, they all drilled into the shabby houses. Xia Yihan retreated back in despair. He flung Xia Yihan aside with one arm, and a dark figure stood in front of her.    

"Scram." The African man said coldly to the other two.    

The two black men looked at each other and rushed towards the man. They twisted and clashed against each other. The man was punched in the stomach. The gun was thrown aside. Xia Yihan ran over to pick it up.    

"Bam!" Gunshots rang out in the slums. Xia Yihan pointed her gun at the two men and said, "Let him go."    

The men stood up with their hands raised, gave the man a kick, shrugged their shoulders and left unwillingly. Xia Yihan helped the man up. "Are you alright?"    

The man pushed Xia Yihan away and wiped the blood from his mouth as he walked into the tattered house. Xia Yihan stood outside the door and took out a stack of bills from her bag. This was all she could do.    

The man suddenly rushed out, holding a black girl in his arms.    

"What's wrong?" Xia Yihan stopped the man and asked. The man carried the child and ran outside. Xia Yihan followed behind the man and ran all the way to a clinic.    

The man pointed at the girl as he spoke, which meant that the girl had eaten something and it was stuck in her throat. The Caucasian doctor looked at the girl and paid her in cash. "10 dollars."    

The man frowned as he handed over a stack of bills from the side. Xia Yihan said, "Use mine."    

The doctor looked at Xia Yihan curiously. He examined the girl before shaking his head. "Too late!"    

The man's eyes were filled with tears. Looking at the girl's ashen face, Xia Yihan leaned over and listened to the child's weak heartbeat. She hugged the child and hugged his chest, continuously squeezing him.    

"Once or twice, Xia Yihan's forehead was covered in sweat as she continued to press against the child's chest." "Cough, cough, cough." The child suddenly coughed violently and a round candy came out from his mouth.    

The man looked excitedly at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan smiled and was about to leave, but the man chased after her, pointed at the photo in Xia Yihan's hand and said, "We call this place the land of evil. It's said that everyone here will encounter misfortune, so no one will be willing to go there.    

Xia Yihan followed the man's instructions and found the location in the photo. A man was standing quietly in front of the windmill. It's him! " Xia Yihan recognized the man in the photo.    

"Do you know the man in the photo?" Xia Yihan looked at the man and said.    

The man looked at Ye Zimo and said, "This man left yesterday."    

"Is he really here? "Then why didn't you come to me?" Xia Yihan muttered to herself as she raised her head. The man had already disappeared. He walked into the house next to the windmill and opened the door.    

"The door creaked. The surroundings were very clean, and you could tell that someone was sitting here. A shadow passed by the room." "Who is it!?" Xia Yihan chased after him.    

The room was empty. Xia Yihan turned to meet his cold eyes. The person who had come was wearing a black windbreaker that covered his entire head, revealing only a pair of cold eyes that were filled with murderous intent.    

"Who are you?" Xia Yihan exclaimed.    

The man held a long knife in his left hand and slashed at Xia Yihan's head. Behind him, a figure grabbed Xia Yihan's collar and jumped backwards, kicking the man's knife away with a backwards kick.    

Xia Yiran recognized the man who had flashed past her just now. He was also the policeman who had surrounded her at Ye Zimo's villa.