Luxury Marriage: Rich Family's Love

At ordinary times, Shengyan spends less time at home, and aunt Fang almost doesn't have to prepare three meals for them.

Aunt Fang wiped her hands and smiled helplessly. "You forgot that today is my wife's birthday. Although she is not here, I want to cook some of her favorite dishes. When the young master comes back, I should be able to eat some."

Ah Ji was stunned. "Today is miss qianxia's birthday?"

"Yes, every time on her birthday, the young master will stay in the room for a long time. I think he is thinking about his wife." Aunt Fang sighed and returned to the kitchen. "Come back for dinner in the evening. Although there are not many people, at least you eat at home."

"Aunt Fang, don't be busy. The third brother won't come back!"

Ah Ji tightly wrung his eyebrows and repeated to himself, "today, he won't go home."

Night fell quietly.

The night scene of X city is always so prosperous, with neon and bright stars everywhere.

Hidden in the calm of the city, the darkness of the city is often carried out quietly. In the dark corner outside a high-rise building, a slender and tall figure leans against the wall, and the fuzzy black figure is pulled very long.

Ye Shengyan has been waiting here for four hours. As a professional killer, patience is an indispensable feature.

In fact, during this period of time, his consciousness has been somewhat empty. He doesn't remember what he thought or what he should think. These three years of life is like this, there is no goal and law, except work is to miss her.

The night was so quiet that his heartbeat seemed to drown in it.

Just then, the lights of the building opposite suddenly lit up, and a fat man slowly came out under the care of six bodyguards. There was a black RV parked in front of the door, and the group walked carefully.

Less than a minute after walking to the car from the building, he wanted to find a chance to kill him.

Night Shengyan slowly and carelessly took out a gun from the box beside him. It was smaller than a sniper gun, but it had a pistol with more accuracy. Load the bullet, pull down the safety, aim.

A few seconds to complete things, everything hidden in the dark is very perfect.

But just then, a messy sound of footsteps came, and a thin woman hurried from the elevator of the building. A long light dress, long black hair swinging with the body, a small white face and exquisite facial features.

In a trance, her appearance was stained with the shadow of a thousand summers.

The night Saint Yan Huoran stagnated. When his finger pulled the trigger, the woman had rushed into the range he aimed at. Subconsciously, his gun deviated a bit and a bullet had been fired.

With a bang, the missed bullet hit a bodyguard!

"Ah!!!"

The woman screamed and the man hid back in fear and panic. The five bodyguards immediately pulled out their guns and protected the front.

In the distance, the night Shengyan who looked at this scene was suddenly stunned.

Damn it, what was he thinking?

Obviously, you should shoot directly. Why can't you hit, why should you avoid, and why... Are you distracted at this time? For the "nightmare" he has never missed, this is a stain on his career.

But in a moment, he recovered his indifference and aimed his gun again.

But at this time, his position had been exposed, and five guns were concentrated in his place. As long as he moved, as long as he shot, he couldn't hide these five guns.