1781: C1781 Wealthy Marriage 1708

C1781 Wealthy Marriage 1708

The door was pushed open and the secretary looked at the children kneeling on the floor with pity. She looked at them crying in pain. Although she felt pity, she did not pity them.

In any case, the boss had given enough sincerity, so it didn't matter how these kids got here.

"Boss, there's something new."

Hamed raised his eyebrows, "Today is really a good day."

That was a 16, 17 year old teenager. Although he was older than expected, he had delicate features, which made him look like someone who would not cry easily.

"Do you know what's going to happen next?" He teased, mischievously sizing up the immature youth in front of him, staring at his groin.

The youth had a very refreshing hairstyle. The hair on his forehead would definitely not disturb his clear eyes.

He slowly took off his jacket and undid his belt. There was no shyness. He was so experienced that it was easy for people to forget that he was just a teenager.

"Can I ask you a question?" he asked as he prepared to unbuckle his belt.

Hamed was very interested in this different kid, "Speak, but I might not answer you."

The youth walked to his side and bent down to touch his crotch. "The child under you, do you remember how many there are?"

"Hahaha." Hamed laughed arrogantly. "I don't know about that either. It's a pointless question."

The boy smirked, "Really? Then I'm relieved."

He reached behind him for something, but his eyes widened in disbelief.

"Are you looking for this?" Hamed played with the gun in his hand and ridiculed, "Who told you to come? "What a miscalculation."

Siwen Bing's body felt cold from the inside out. This was not the first time he went on a mission, but it was also the first time he got caught so quickly.

His body was in pain, his limbs were tied up, his back was in pain, and the liquid that dripped from the candle covered his back and solidified.

"Play something even more fun." Hamed smiled as he approached.

In one night, nearly seven hours later, wild laughter continuously rang out in the spacious room, but very few other sounds could be heard. Occasionally, one would hear a muffled groan or two because of the extreme pain.

When it was close to five in the morning, a gunshot woke the sleepy bodyguard.

After rushing into the room, he saw that there was blood on the mirror. Hamed laid on the floor with his head facing downwards.

When everyone saw the miserable state of the teenager in the room, they were even more shocked than when they saw Hamed lying in a pile of blood.

How could someone be tortured like that? He was clearly a healthy teenager when he was sent in, but in just one night, he became so scary. Even the secretary who was used to Hamed's actions frowned. This was too much.

The boy who was lying on the side moved. Everyone was surprised and forgot to react for a moment. They saw him get up in a sorry state and move slowly towards the window.

Someone wanted to take action, but the secretary stopped him. If he was injured like that, he probably wouldn't be able to live. Another gunshot rang out and the youth was shot in the stomach, blood gushing out like a fountain.

"Mr. Hamed!" The secretary quickly threw himself beside him. Hamed held his stomach and gritted his teeth as he looked at the direction the young man fell.

Siwen Bing listened quietly, as if he was listening to something insignificant.

After Hamed said this, he pointed his gun at the side of Hamed's head. The force behind the gun was so strong that even a piece of his temple was sunk in.

"Very interesting." Siwen Bing said coldly and then looked towards the door.

Hai Ziyu could feel his gaze on her, his feet faster than her consciousness. By the time she had regained her senses, she was already running back to her room.

After running back to his room, before his breath had calmed down, Siwen Bing was already standing at the door without mentioning what had happened just now. He only said: "Let's go."

Hai Ziyu followed closely behind him. The two of them walked through another tunnel, so she didn't know where the man had gone to.

So it turns out that he had such a past, that there was actually a reason why he wasn't willing to get close to her in Ye Family, and it turned out that she really didn't understand him.

Her head suddenly hit a firm wall of flesh. She was stunned for a moment before quickly pushing it away. She retreated too quickly and staggered on the verge of falling down.

An arm firmly looped around her waist, and a silky shirt was pressed together with the dress.

"Be careful!" Siwen Bing held her and then moved her away

Hai Ziyu felt a burning sensation on her waist and her heart was still in the softest position.

Looking at the blushing girl in front of him with her head lowered, Siwen Bing glanced at her and found that she didn't change at all.

Siwen Bing took her to a restaurant that was run by local people. The Lady Boss was wearing typical Iraqi clothes and was leaning on the bar while chatting with someone.

The waiter was not particularly enthusiastic and lazily left after they had ordered.

The first thing was a plain toast with a thin layer of strawberry jam on top.

Hai Ziyu reached out with her left hand to grab the bread, but her wrist was caught mid-air.

Siwen Bing's palms were very cold, which didn't match the weather.

The hand that he was holding transmitted to his heart, it was a feeling of throbbing.

"In Iraq, don't use your left hand when you eat and when you take something, because people here think that your left hand is unclean." he said slowly.

Hai Ziyu looked around and sure enough, there was someone looking in her direction. She apologized, "Sorry."

Siwen Bing let go of her hand and lowered his head to eat the food on the plate.

After finishing the meal, Siwen Bing didn't seem to be in a hurry to go back to the place where he was locked up by Hamed. Instead, he walked slowly along the street.

The pedestrians were hurrying along the road as if they didn't want to linger on the main road.

The huge display screen in the plaza was broadcasting the news, which was still about Hamed's disappearance. The news had been broadcasted endlessly since yesterday, as if it hoped that everyone in the Uruk, and even Iraq, would see it.

"Err … are you going to kill him?"

Upon hearing that word, even Hai Ziyu was taken aback.

Siwen Bing slowed down, "Yes."

"Is it because of that?" When Hai Ziyu heard her voice that sounded like a mosquito's buzz, she felt very sad. An uncontrollable sadness spread out from the depths of her soul.

Siwen Bing glanced at her from the corner of his eyes. He was confused, why was she sad? Wasn't he obviously nothing to her? It was just that she couldn't show that kind of expression because her life wasn't considered harmonious.

There was only one dim light at the mouth of the dark alley, and even tramps didn't like to run in there.

Hai Ziyu only cared about her own sadness. Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed, and a force pulled her into the darkness.

Siwen Bing pressed her against the wall, with his arm against the wall above her head, he leaned close to her, "Why are you sad?"

Her eyes widened slightly as he saw her emotions, and for a moment she wanted to reach out and touch his face.

When his fingers touched his smooth, cold face, it turned out that his face was as cold as his fingers. What about other places? Was it just as cold?

"Answer me?"1

His cheeks moved slightly as he spoke, making the sensation even more obvious.

"I don't know." Hai Ziyu honestly expressed her feelings.

Siwen Bing carefully looked at the girl's face with his black eyes. Then, he took a step back and walked outside.

She wasn't lying, this girl just didn't know how to hide her thoughts.

16 years old? What was he doing then? In any case, I don't want to go to school to be a flower of the motherland.

Hai Ziyu lowered her head and followed behind him. Her answer must have been terrible, so he felt disappointed.

"The reason I killed him was because the mission wasn't completed, not because of what he did."

Hai Ziyu realized that he was answering her question. "Task?"

The hospital was just around the bend, and now he could vaguely see the top of the tower.

Siwen Bing took the initiative to speak, "Did you hear what happened just now clearly?"

Hai Ziyu nodded. "Yes."

"This is me, a completely different life from what you imagined." His voice suddenly disappeared from his throat.

The hospital was already surrounded by soldiers. Hamed had been rescued and was talking to the people around him.

How could he be discovered? Although the other party's hacking skills were superb, he had tried his best to avoid them.

"I'm sorry, it might be me." Hai Ziyu watched Hamed get into the car. The man's eyes were so cold that it seemed like he wanted to hide the truth.

She swallowed. "I called my aunt's friend, who seems to be from the military."

Siwen Bing was calmer than he imagined. He looked deeply at the car that Jue Chen drove away with, as well as those commandos that filed out of the hospital gate.

The two of them resumed their journey, but this time to Hai Ziyu's restaurant.

Seeing the shadow of the restaurant, Siwen Bing stopped his footsteps, "Enter and then forget everything that happened today."

"Don't you want to know why I'm here?" Hai Ziyu shouted loudly, causing the surrounding people to cast sidelong glances at her.

Siwen Bing only slowed down a little and continued to move forward.

"Siwen Bing!" I came looking for you! I like you! " Hai Ziyu screamed until her heart throbbed in pain.

He finally stopped and turned around. "So you came all the way here just for an answer?"

Hai Ziyu nodded, even though she knew it wasn't the case. She had come here faithful to her heart's desire, loyal to her love, but how could she say these words, how could she express her shameful love in words?

"I've never liked you." Siwen Bing pushed his glasses up and asked, "Is it done?"

How did it feel to be rejected? How many times had Hai dreamt of it on the way here, and how much pain might have been there? Or grab him and make a ruckus as if he couldn't accept it?

However, when he heard those words, he was filled with panic and embarrassment. He just wanted to run away immediately.

Siwen Bing looked coldly at the direction she left in. He waited for her to disappear before leaving.

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