Three days later, Imperial Capital International Airport.

Ye Zhizhou slowly walked out with the crowds leaving the station wearing a hip-hop style outfit.

A black headphone was hanging around his neck.

The white skulls on both sides of the headphones look particularly eye-catching.

He was wearing a baseball cap, with the brim pressing low, covering most of his face.

"Hello, where are you going?"

Ye Zhizhou didn't want to talk to strangers, so he reached out and handed the address in his hand to the taxi driver.

The taxi driver looked at the address above and smiled, "Please fasten your seat belt, we're leaving."

Yezhizhou was sitting in the car, his eyes looking at the scenery outside the car window.

He is no stranger to the imperial capital.

At least, it's not as strange as he thought.

He has been studying relevant information about the imperial capital over the years.

But no matter how much information you have, you can't see this ancient and fashionable city with your own eyes.

After leaving the airport, Yezhizhou felt a natural sense of intimacy with this city.

Taxis cannot enter the community.

The taxi driver put Yezhizhou at the entrance of the community.

After Yezhizhou took some money and handed it to the taxi driver, he walked into the community.

"Sir, you can't go in."

Ye Zhizhou looked at the security guard in front of him.

“I am a resident of Villa No. 1.”

"Then please wait, I'll contact Villa No. 1."

Ten minutes later, Yezhizhou stood in front of Villa No. 1.

When Ye Qingkong saw Ye Zhizhou, she was stunned. She had no idea that she would meet Ye Zhizhou here.

Moreover, Yezhizhou dressed so young, he looked like a sunny little boy.

"What's wrong with your face?"

Ye Zhizhou could see the faint wound on Ye Qingkong's face at a glance.

It's like a perfect work of art has been made into flaws.

Not satisfied ('Δ')!

"It's done by Gu Yancheng."

Ye Qingkong looked at the wound on his face in the mirror and was also very surprised.

She originally thought the wound would gradually improve, but she didn't expect that there was still a deep and shallow wound on her face.

"You messed with him?"

When the sound of the Night Island sounded.

Ye Qingkong nodded reluctantly.

"What's going on?"

Ye Qingkong had no choice but to recount the passing of the private room that day. As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Zhizhou walked into the living room silently.

Ye Qingkong's heart was full of anxiety.

Her man, as soon as he walked into the living room.

Ye Zhizhou grabbed her hair with a vicious look on his face and pressed her face against the wall that was sticking to the wallpaper.

Those complicated patterns were right in front of her.

A strong murderous intent permeated her.

"Did you forget what I said?"

Ye Qingkong opened his frightened eyes, and her tears fell down her eyelids.

"No, I haven't forgotten, I just can't control it."

At that moment, Ye Qingkong was really scared.

She knew the means of Yezhizhou.

That method is really terrible.

Ye Zhizhou sneered, "Do you have lived a better life than you? Are you jealous? Chunxue, don't forget that from the day you followed me, you have been just a chess piece of mine. You know what the disobedient chess piece will end up."

Ye Qingkong nodded.

She knows.

A disobedient chess piece has only one way to die.

"That's good, if you forget, I can have someone remind you again."

Ye Zhizhou let go of his hand and sat on the sand casually.

Ye Qingkong only felt the invisible air pressure that oppressed people disappeared.
Chapter completed!