The wealthy family hides their marriage, and the chaebol boss spoils the petite wife

Yu Qianqian took his arm and asked, "Where are you going now?"

"I'll take you to meet a friend. I think you must be very interested in meeting him." Jun Yancheng bowed his face and said to her gently.

Yu Qianqian felt a little curious, so she nodded and agreed to go out with him. After she went out, she said a little embarrassedly: "Can I go and change clothes first?"

Jun Yancheng smiled: She is still not used to dressing up like this.

Jun Yancheng stared at her with his head sideways, and after thinking for a while, he said solemnly: "It's better to change clothes, too many people like my wife, it's not always a good thing."

With a hot face, Yu Qianqian ran into the car first, and he followed.

After returning home and changing her clothes, Jun Yucheng took her to the S City Hotel.

After they entered the hotel, they took the elevator to the six-star presidential suite on the top floor, pressed the doorbell, and two bodyguards opened the door.

Both bodyguards were dressed in black suits, tall and big, with serious expressions.

One of them said to Jun Yucheng: "Second Young Master Jun, please—" He pointed to the front as he spoke.

Juncheng nodded, and walked in. The room was decorated in European and American style, beautifully decorated, and the living room had large floor-to-ceiling windows, from which you could have a panoramic view of the scenery of S City.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, sat a man who looked like a king. He looked only 27 or [-] years old, with a nearly perfect face shape, handsome and long eyebrows that fell into the temples, narrow but beautiful phoenix eyes, and a straight face. The bridge of the nose was cut out with a fine brush knife, and the lips are thin and sexy.

His facial features are perfectly matched, a heroic face is very charming, and when matched with a tall, slender body, it looks seamless.

Such a perfect man seems to only appear in novels, especially his face is full of icy coolness, so cold that people dare not look at him directly.

He held a glass of cold red wine in his hand, and after seeing Junzhu City, he seemed to have never seen him, and he was still tasting his wine alone.

Jun Yucheng seemed to have gotten used to his style of doing things, but he didn't care. He pointed to the man on the sofa and said to Qianqian, "This is my friend Ling Guying."

Ling Guying!He is the famous Ling Guying!

Yu Qianqian was very familiar with his name. Legend has it that he was a cold-blooded and ruthless person who made a deal with the god of death. His nickname was: Yan Luo, Desperate.

There has always been a saying in Yangcheng that it is better to offend King Yama than Yan Luo.

Passing Yan Luo, it is natural to say that it is Ling Sanshu.

"Hello, Third Uncle Ling." Surprised in her heart, Yu Qianqian was still a very measured person on her face, and she greeted Ling Guying very politely.

Jun Juncheng held Yu Qianqian's hand, sat down opposite him, and said with a smile, "This is my wife Yu Qianqian."

Yu Qianqian put on extremely beautiful makeup, looking pure and pure, as beautiful as jade, walking on the street is the focus of many men's attention.

However, Ling Guying didn't seem to see her at all, and just nodded coldly as a response to her.

Even, sitting close to her, Yu Qianqian could feel the cold air emanating from him, making people daunting.

Jun Yucheng put his arms around her shoulders, and gently kissed the ends of her hair, as if to comfort her that Ling Guying was such a person in the first place, and told her not to take it to heart.

"I've already done what you asked me to do, and Bai Yige has gone back." Jun Yancheng said to him with a smile.

On his face as cold as ice, there was finally a little reaction: "Yes."

Seeing that he looked like no one else was there, Jun Yucheng also poured a glass of red wine and said to him, "Have a drink?"

He nodded in agreement, and the two men toasted and drank it down.

They are all good-looking men, together, they look more and more seductive to Yu Qianqian, like a painting.

Jun Yucheng half leaned on the sofa, half teasing and half serious, and said: "I have the impression that Uncle Ling has never been interested in women, but this Miss Bai Yige can make you spend tens of millions of dollars at all, and borrow my money." What is the reason for helping her?"

In fact, Ling Guying has done far more than that. For today's matter, he also bought a Huajian company.

"Business decision." Ling Guying's eyes were deep, making it impossible to understand what was going on in his heart.

Jun Yucheng didn't ask any further, since his friend didn't want to talk about it, he should respect his decision.

After a few glasses of wine, Ling Guying stood up and walked to the front of the bartending table, and said in a somewhat blunt tone, "How does the wine taste?"

"Sweet but not astringent, with a lingering aftertaste, it's a good wine." Jun Yancheng put down the glass, leaned his head on the sofa with both hands, looking very relaxed and comfortable.

"The wine blended by Fu Yongshen." Ling Guying paused after saying this, and did not continue.

Fu Yongshen is the son of the mayor of Yangcheng, a blind man who loves life, and a top bartender in the world.

Yu Qianqian always felt that the content of the conversation between the two of them was erratic, making people half-understand. She is a woman who knows how to advance and retreat, and knows what to say, so she just sat there quietly without saying a word.

Ling Guying also put down the wine glass, and solemnly said to Jun Yancheng: "The matter you asked me to investigate has a result."

"Who did it?" There was a hint of wind and thunder on Jun Yucheng's face full of hope.

Ling Guying said to the two bodyguards in front of the door: "Bring me up."

A minute later, a well-tied man was brought up, probably in his forties, with a beard all over his face, like a mixed race.

"He." Ling Guying has always cherished words like gold.

Jun Yucheng saw the man, with disheveled clothes and scars all over his body, it was obvious that Ling Guying did not show mercy to him.

When he saw Junxuan City, he said tremblingly, "Please, don't beat me again, I'll say anything."

Jun Yucheng bent down and looked directly at him, as if he was about to kill someone: "Say it."

"Jun Muxian was hit by me with a car, but I didn't know him before. I was just helping others with his money. If I had known that this business would cause me to be hunted down internationally by Yan Luo, I would die. I won’t pick it up.” His already red and swollen face looked scary.

"How much did you charge?" Jun Yucheng continued to ask him.

"1000 million." He replied in fear.

This man is a well-known transnational killer. He has always killed people like hemp, with countless names on his body. His fees are very high. Anyone who can hire him is definitely not an ordinary person.

Juncheng's tone became even colder: "Who ordered you to hit Mr. Maharaja with a car?"

Yu Qianqian watched from the side, and finally understood what was going on.

Apparently, Juncheng had always suspected that Mr. Maharaja's car accident was man-made, so he asked Uncle Ling to help him investigate. Ling Guying has always had good hands and eyes, so it shouldn't be difficult to hunt down a professional killer across the country.

Now, kneeling in front of them is that professional killer.