Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Hearing the laughter of the crowd, Bei Lun rubbed his head and sat up.
With his legs wide open, he placed his hands on his knees to stabilize himself and saw Mu Xichen smilingly brightly.
It was just that this smile did not come with any good intentions.
He helplessly waved his hands and shouted, “Hey, Mu. I can’t continue watching your people laughing at you like that.”
“Yes.” Another person who came along with Bei Lun walked up, helped Bei Lun up, and looked at the Range Rover. “A beggar car doesn’t fit Mu’s identity.”
Li Beinian was very annoyed.
Beggar car?
Can beggars drive cars?
Can they even drive cars worth more than a million yuan?
He pretended to defend Mu Xichen, but he was just trying to provoke and humiliate him.
This Bei Lun definitely had a blood feud with Mu Xichen!
Li Beinian looked at Gu Mingye and asked softly, “What’s the history of these two people?”
Gu Mingye did not look at her as he whispered back, “They are part of the P.I.T, an international mercenary organization. Our leader has pitted against them a few times.”
“No wonder.” Li Beinian nodded. “However, aren’t they afraid of being repatriated from this large commotion?”
“They’ve probably cozied up with one of the bigshots in Guang City.” Gu Mingye glanced at Li Beinian. “Otherwise, they wouldn’t dare to do this.”
Li Beinian nodded and did not respond.
Her eyes fell on Bei Lun’s body.
The tattoo on his chest was very eye-catching, and it was the same as the one in her memory.
She had seen this person in her past life before.
It was definitely part of the hidden memories that she had lost.
“Hey, you.” Bei Lun pointed at the salesperson who had finally gotten up from the ground.
The salesperson shivered in fear.
Bei Lun laughed even more arrogantly. He licked his lips and commanded. “Maserati, Bentley, and Bugatti. Take those cars out for Major General Mu to choose.”
“Hey, Bei Lun.” Bei Lun’s partner spoke. “Have you forgotten? Mu has already retired.”
Bei Lun was startled. “What?”
He glanced at his partner. “Ying Jieer, what are you saying?”
Ying Jieer adjusted his black trench coat and laughed strangely. “Mu has already retired.”
“Hahaha!” Bei Lun laughed loudly. “Has he become a beggar after retiring?”
Mu Xichen squinted at him slightly and slowly said, “It seems that you are very concerned about my retired life.”
“Oh Mu, we used to fight side by side, and I never expected to see you so down and out.” Bei Lun looked at him sympathetically. “I heard that your brother drives a Bentley. The difference between you two brothers is too large.”
Mu Xichen heard this and smiled. “Bentley?”
Li Beinian’s heart beat wildly and she asked Gu Mingye, “What is Mr. Mu’s monthly salary?”
“Ah.” Gu Mingye looked at her and casually said, “In normal circumstances, around ten thousand yuan.”
Li Beinian’s heart palpitated in her chest.
A Bentley would cost around a few million, and an even better one would cost tens of millions!
It turned out that Mu Xichen’s salary was this little, and it seemed like he wanted to use all of his savings to buy a Range Rover.
Her heart thumped in her chest. She quietly stepped forward and tugged at his clothes. Softly, she said, “Mu Xichen, just ignore them. These two people are just trying to stir up trouble. Let’s just buy what we came here for.”
However, Mu Xichen acted like he did not hear her and asked, “Is a Bentley too cheap?”
Seriously, he was still trying to put up an act!
Li Beinian became even more anxious.
She quietly pulled on his clothes again and whispered, “Quit the act. Let’s just go…”
Xichen glanced at her sideways. Staring at her with eyes as deep as a starry night sky, he smiled and said in a low voice, “It’s alright.”
She did not know if she had the wrong impression, but Li Beinian heard a little… affection in his voice.
