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Su Qinglian took a few deep breaths of air in pain, he glared fiercely at Zhao Yina, and then his gaze landed on Xing Ye's body.

He was the boss of Zhao Yina, the one who personally went to the meeting the last time to resolve the siege. She had heard Shi Hanmo say that she was a famous big shot in terms of Lan City, but she had always kept a low profile and rarely showed her face. Even he had only seen her a few times, so no one knew about his personality.

"Tear off the tape." Xing Ye ordered expressionlessly.

"Director Xing …" Have you forgotten what I've just told you? "You promised me …" Seeing that, Zhao Yina did not reply, she went up to Xing Ye, and her voice was so soft that it almost reached her bones.

Xing Ye did not speak, he only took a puff on his cigarette. There was clearly a beautiful woman by his side, but his attitude was still incomparably cold. His gaze remained fixed on Su Qinglian's body, unspeakably eerie.