It Was You

"Both Hancock and Fiona are evil. If the Shen Clan is controlled by them, it will be destroyed sooner or later." Martin said in a low voice, lowering his eyes.

In business, he had planned to completely destroy the Shen Group, but he still didn't have the heart. Even so, the Shen Group couldn't fall into the hands of Hancock and his son. Lenny was the most suitable person.

"I know what Master means. Well, Master must have other meanings. Are you afraid that my sister-in-law will be unhappy?" asked Carlos.

Martin cast a sidelong glance at him, and Carlos shut up immediately, "Well, well... Master, don't look at me like that. I'm going to prepare the flight. We're leaving now! "

Outside the funeral parlor.

Lenny came out with the document bag in his hand. It was obviously a light one, but it seemed to be so heavy that he could hardly breathe.

As soon as he came out of the funeral parlor, he saw Arthur, who was smoking alone beside the police car and waiting for him. Lenny's back froze. He had thought that he had just scolded him and that he had left angrily, but he did not expect that he would still wait for him here.

There was a cigarette in Arthur's mouth. When he saw Lenny come out, he was not angry at all. He put out the cigarette and looked at Lenny quietly.

At that moment, he suddenly wanted to ask Lenny in person, who on earth did he think of him as, a passer-by who he met by chance, or a little bit of sincerity, so that he could continue to press his face against his cold bum?

Unfortunately, these words were stuck in his heart, and he did not dare to show any clues.

stood face to face, and neither of them

the door and sat on the passenger seat. "Get in the

seat. When he was about to start the car, as soon as

eyes were bloodshot. He leaned back

drew back his hand stiffly, took out a cigarette and lit it. After a long time, he said slowly, "Before I met you, I dated several people. I admit that I liked someone, but I never really loved one. But you are

his fists,

Lenny seemed

been in the police station for so many years, and it's not difficult to investigate a

you go. But that doesn't mean that I won't feel pain. If you really think that I am too annoying and make you feel troubled, you can scold me or ignore me. Whatever, it's all my fault. I deserve it, but I'm afraid that if one day

heart out to see if it was black there. But every time he held the knife in his hand, he

full of indescribable emotions. He sat there

well. So he knew that he

so much, and it was natural for him to know whether it was true or not. But the more he

dead silence in the

the cigarette between Arthur's fingers that he finally came to his

his throat slightly and said, "Forget