Pick Up a Killer as Girlfriend Chapter 130 130: Can't Run Away

"Hey, where's my bra?"

"How should I know? Find it yourself."

"You were the one who took it off just now. Where did you throw it?"

"Damn, what's going on? Who are these people?"

Ye Xiaofan pursed his lips, the sudden situation almost scared him limp. And these guys were strange enough, after blowing up the door they just ran out, what was that about?

"They're my dad's subordinates. Maybe they got orders to rescue , but now it seems that fool changed his mind again." Chen i'Er gently put on her clothes, her tender white skin slowly being covered.

"Who on earth are you? Who's your old man? Orders change just like the wind." Xiaofan was also tidying up his clothes nearby, obviously the earlier farce made the two calm down a bit.

"What, you don't even know who I am and you wanted to sleep with ? Seriously?" Chen i'Er gave Xiaofan a glance, her heartbeat seed yet to return to normal from the earlier proximity.

This man, he's too strange. And the strangest thing is myself, I really intended to do that with him earlier. Before today, I'd never had such a thought. n... what kind of creatures are they?

"Psh, big deal, it's just because you've got a powerful dad or whatever." Xiaofan imdiately replied unhappily. After spending so much ti with Fei and the others in H City, he could say anything that ca to mind. The once cultured and civilized Xiaofan might be growing in an alternative manner.

"Oh, you seem pretty defiant."

"Defiant, so what? Co on..."

"Bring it on then, whoever stops is a coward this ti..."

The two were like fire and water, ready to clash over a single word.

However, after a few seconds of arrogant confrontation, they suddenly exchanged smiles.

"Haha, sorry."

"Hmm? Sorry for what? You're right, this is all my own doing. I don't bla anyone." Chen i'Er seed to have understood, realizing that no matter how willful she acted, things would only go from bad to worse, and Ye Weiwei could never co back to her.

"I ant, does it still hurt?" Xiaofan asked sowhat embarrassed.

Upon hearing this, Chen i'Er was stunned for two seconds, then her face blushed red all at once.

"Your damn fault, it's swollen from being pinched, does it hurt or not?" Feeling the throbbing pain from her chest, Chen i'Er couldn't help but curse again.

"That's why I'm saying sorry."

"What's the point of saying sorry, let pinch you back."

"Ah?" Xiaofan turned around helplessly: "Then, I'll take off first, you, take care of yourself." Xiaofan said and was about to walk out the door.

"You really can't leave this ti. Look at the people downstairs." Chen i'Er pointed out the window and said.

Hearing this, Xiaofan walked slowly to the window and looked down. My god, a large group of people packed together below, easily a hundred of them.

"You don't an all those guys are waiting for , do you? Hey hey, you're not really planning to kill , right? Even though we don't have that long of a connection, we were halfway there, shouldn't there be so grace?" Xiaofan had no problem dealing with a dozen punks, even two or three dozen after gaining so strength, but if a hundred blocked him, he'd have no choice but to flee, presuming he could escape.

"This wasn't my arrangent, it's that fool from my family who called them. Just get so rest. He definitely wants to see you tomorrow."

"Why?"

"Because you were in the sa room as . So...."

"Damn, your dad's this domineering?" Xiaofan glanced at Chen i'Er: "Go explain to them, quick."

"They're my dad's n, not mine. I know my dad's temper. If he says he wants to see you tomorrow, he definitely will. I'm so tired, hey, do you want to co over?"

"Where to?" Xiaofan asked, annoyed.

"To another room."

"Hmm? Again?"

"The hell with you."

Things have escalated, into a big deal.

Early the next morning. The two of them went downstairs together. Cars were already arranged, waiting for them. The car stopped in front of a luxurious restaurant, the doors opened. A row of people at the entrance imdiately bowed deeply to the two.

Walking on the red carpet, Xiaofan entered the restaurant with a nervously pounding heart. Everyone along the way was bowing, making him extrely uncomfortable.

Inside, in the main hall, there was a small table. Seated at it was a middle-aged man, with a certain resemblance to Chen i'Er. This should be the fool or rather, the domineering father Chen i'Er spoke of.

Chen i'Er went straight over, pulled out a chair and sat down, glancing at Ye Xiaofan standing beside her: "Sit down."

However, Xiaofan remained standing, looking fixedly at the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Ahem, sit, sit, we're all family from now on, no need to be formal." Chen Baicheng originally wanted to maintain so authority before Xiaofan, but since his daughter spoke up, he could only follow her wishes.

After getting permission, Xiaofan finally pulled out a chair and sat down slowly.

"Eat." Chen i'Er didn't care about her father's dignity and directly put a chicken wing into Xiaofan's bowl, starting to eat herself.

The table was laden with food, though Xiaofan was hungry too, but knowing basic manners involves respecting elders. Growing up by his grandfather's side, Xiaofan had been strictly taught this, and he excelled at it.

"Young man, what's your na?" The first impression Chen Baicheng had of Xiaofan was decent. Firstly, his manners were comndable, and secondly, facing such a scene without showing any fear was indeed rather steady.

Chen i'Er suddenly froze. They had talked all night in bed last night but hadn't even asked for his na.

"Ye Xiaofan. Uncle, you called today, may I ask why?" After answering, Xiaofan imdiately inquired.

"Ye Xiaofan, eighteen years old, from H City, ca to Capital City for college this year, just arrived a few days ago. Planning to go to Mingyuan. Ye Daqiao is your second uncle. Last night was your first eting with my i'Er, right?" Chen Baicheng slowly said.

Upon hearing this, a flash of surprise and caution crossed Xiaofan's face.

The other party had found out so much about him in just one night, showing that this person was well-inford. Even though he was an insignificant figure, they could find out so clearly. His prowess was truly sothing.

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