Twenty-Five: The Love Buried by Time (Twenty-Five)

Through the smooth mirror of the elevator, you can clearly see the man behind you with your peripheral vision.

He is talking on the phone at this moment, his expression is serious and cold, and he almost never speaks, just listening to the other end of the phone. Occasionally, he makes a "hmm" sound from his nose, and the tone is also cold. The whole elevator seems to have a chill in the air.

Today, he is different from when he usually sees him. He is wearing a beige sportswear and is full of energy.

Before he hangs up the phone, Jingyu retracts his gaze.

"Did you bring the things?" He spoke first.

Jingyu looked back suspiciously, "Are you talking to me?"

He looked at her quietly, without saying anything. The answer was noncommittal. Jingyu didn't understand, "What is it?"

"Tie clip."

Jingyu suddenly realized. So this is what he wanted to talk to him about.

"I don't usually carry it with me."

Yu Zeyao nodded, "I'll take you home and pick up the tie clip by the way."

Jingyu was about to refuse when he heard the first half of the sentence, but changed his words when he heard the second half, "You should be very busy. I'll send it to your wife when I'm free another day. Don't worry, I won't lose it if you leave it with me."

He should not be short of tie clips. But she didn't want to get too close to him.

Who would have thought that Yu Zeyao would reply lightly: "I'm not busy now."

"..."

What else can I say?

Jingyu was taken directly to the underground garage by him. As Jinnian said, the Lagonda was parked there, which was an exclusive position and was particularly conspicuous. Men passing by the car would stop their cars to look at the car, or whistle to praise its handsomeness.

Jingyu followed him into the car, and in order to show his consistent attitude, he sat far away from him.

Yu Zeyao didn't care much, and was flipping through documents in the car. After a while, as if she felt the atmosphere was too dull, she spoke: "How have you considered it?"

Jing Yu didn't expect that he hadn't given up yet. It shouldn't be that. With his status and position, what kind of woman does he want? She thought that she had nothing special to make him think about her for so long.

Moreover, after he said that to her that day, she thought about it and couldn't think of what opportunity made this man have a little interest in her.

"I haven't considered it." She looked out the car window, her expression was always calm: "I just thought it was a joke from Mr. Yu."

"Really?" Yu Zeyao raised his head from the document at this moment, two words, a smile or a smile. Jing Yu also instinctively turned back to look at him. She was slightly startled when she met his meaningful eyes. That look was like a falcon snatching prey on the grassland, as if it was determined to get it, and it was confident.

And she was like that prey.

"Mr. Yu, someone is following us from behind!"

At this moment, Cheng En, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly turned his face. His face was colder and more tense than ever, which made Jingyu tense as well.

She subconsciously looked at Yu Zeyao. In contrast, Yu Zeyao was very calm, as if he was used to such things. He just looked up and glanced at the back in the rearview mirror, "Change the route and get rid of them."

"Yes."

Cheng En responded.

He stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed forward. Unexpectedly, after a strong push on the back, Jingyu was thrown out by the huge inertia. Yu Zeyao reached out and hugged her back with his arms around her waist.

She moved his hand away, and he leaned over. Jingyu shrank back and stared at her vigilantly.

Yu Zeyao looked at her seriously, his hand fell on the seat belt, "Fasten the seat belt. There is no guarantee that there will be no danger in a while."

Jingyu said "Oh", "I'll do it myself."

She looked at him again while fastening the seat belt. Although he was calm, his face was tense. Jing Yu couldn't help asking, "...what kind of dangers are you talking about?"

Yu Zeyao replied seriously, "Life-threatening."

Jing Yu could tell from his expression that he didn't seem to be joking.

"Are you scared?"

Jing Yu didn't answer immediately, but just held the seat belt and looked back. There were several cars following behind, and those people were like professional racers. No matter how fast their cars were, they would chase them relentlessly. Even if they left a distance, they would catch up again soon and bite very closely. And they were coming fiercely, as if they didn't care about their lives.

The number of cars speeding on the road like this had already caused panic on the street, and the cars next to them had already made emergency avoidance hundreds of meters away.

"I'm not scared now." Jing Yu retracted his gaze and looked at him, "I just regret it."

"Regret getting in my car?"

"If I lose my life for a tie clip, do you think I'm wronged?" She was also in a dilemma now. Not to mention stopping to let her get off, she couldn't even step on the brakes lightly.

Yu Zeyao looked at her with deep eyes, "I will protect your life, you can't lose it."

Every word was solemn and powerful, like a promise.

Jing Yu's heart was slightly moved, and waves of waves appeared. She felt that she was quite ridiculous. How could such words be considered a promise?

The tender lips moved, and just as she was about to say something, she heard a sudden low shout from the front. Cheng En said: "Sir, there is an ambush ahead! But this is a road we picked randomly. How did they know we would go here?"

Yu Zeyao's eyebrows were tightened. Cheng En suddenly had a gun in his hand. The muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at the driver's temple. After all, he was someone who followed Yu Zeyao, and the driver had seen the world, and he remained calm even when facing the muzzle of a gun.

"Did you collude with them?"

The driver responded calmly, "Sir, you should understand my determination to follow you. I will never betray you."

Yu Zeyao only hesitated for a moment, then said, "Put down the gun. Find the tracker in the car."

Cheng En put away the gun and immediately turned over the car.

Jing Yu sat next to him, not speaking for a long time, staring at the dark gun, his face was no longer as relaxed as before.

Yu Zeyao turned his head and looked at her, his eyes were much more relaxed than before, "Are you really scared now?"

Jing Yu seemed to have come back to his senses, nodded hesitantly, looked at him, and asked, "What do you... do?"

Originally, she thought he might have offended someone in business, so he had to make such a big show every time he went out. But now it seems that this is not the case. How can a business person take a gun at every turn?

Jing Yu guessed, "Are you... a ****? Drug dealer, arms seller? Or smuggler?"

Each of them made her, as a legal citizen, feel terrified.

In such a dangerous situation, everyone was in danger, but Yu Zeyao was amused by her, "You have a good imagination."

"Bang--" With a loud bang, the rear of the car was hit hard.