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"I really can't tell, but is Li Jingmei's figure really that impressive?" Ye Sixuan gasped in admiration as he looked at the screen.

But before she could complete her exclamation, the door was suddenly kicked open, and a figure quickly rushed towards the person inside. Before anyone could react, that person called Young Master Qin was ruthlessly thrown into the air. With a rumble, Young Master Qin fell unconscious on the bed without a sound.

"What are you doing?"

"You're drunk, I'll take you away." Lin couldn't carry her out of the room. The white pheasant struggled in his arms, but Lin couldn't keep her body in his arms. The masculine scent of her body stimulated her senses, and she quickly fell into his arms, no longer struggling.

Lin Si Xuan walked towards the door with the white pheasant in his arms. As he passed Ye Si Xuan, his eyes casually glanced at her. Ye Si Xuan's heart skipped a beat. What kind of eyes were those? Cold, cold, inhuman.

"You, you can't leave."

"Oh." Lin couldn't help but turn to look at Ye Sixuan. However, there was a trace of emotion in his eyes. It was the calmness of an angry person.

Ye Sixuan said in a low voice, enduring the discomfort that was reflected in his eyes. "Hung Sen is in charge of this situation. If you carry her out like this, there will be problems."

Just as he finished, several people in security uniform walked over.

"It's him. Look at the shirts underneath his clothes, they don't match. He must be here to steal something."

Several security guards looked him up and down, and indeed, they found a shirt that looked like a school under Lin Wu's suit.

"Mister, please come with us."

Lin couldn't remain silent. He turned his head to look at Ye Sixuan.

"Impudent! He's my friend. Don't you want to continue? Hurry up and get out of the way!"

The two security guards looked troubled. They knew that this woman's reputation was not something they could afford to offend.

"Sister Ye, why are you so angry? A clean slate would save everyone's breath just by going over once. Why are you not willing to do that?"

"Chen Ming, stop being so hypocritical. Who doesn't know that you and Hongsen are about to wear the same pair of pants?" Ye Sixuan looked at Lin Mu's calm eyes and couldn't help but feel somewhat afraid. No matter what he thought, his mouth didn't open.

At this moment, Chen Ming seemed to realize that Lin Wu was holding a white pheasant in his arms.

"Why is Miss Lin here? Where's Young Master Qin?"

The two security guards quickly looked inside the house and saw that Hausen was acting like a dead dog.

"Young Master Qin, he …" The two security guards didn't have a good time talking. This was their home ground. Their master had been beaten up, yet they didn't know about it at all.

"This person must have done it. Don't let him go." One of the security guards' eyes lit up as he stared at Lin Wufa, as if he saw the possibility of him getting away with it.

"That's right, that's right. This brat is unfamiliar, yet he's still wearing those kinds of clothes. I'm sure it's him."

"Then why are you still standing there like idiots? Hurry up and take him down." Chen Ming adjusted his glasses as a trace of undetectable light flashed through his eyes.

Lin couldn't help but turn his head towards Chen Ming. "Those who block me, die!"

The woman in his arms was already hot and in urgent need of treatment.

"What an arrogant tone, catch him! Regardless of life or death! If something happens, I'll bear the burden. "

The two security guards immediately took out their electric batons and pounced on Lin Wufa viciously.