Chapter 92 Do you have a pass? (2/2)
Squinting his eyes, he was mesmerized by Yue Ling's bluish green eyes, but he feels like he's seen her somewhere before... he just can't remember where...
”Miss, I suggest you leave. Only guest with passes can enter, since you don't have one, don't blame me if I toss you out.”
Hearing this, Yue Ling arch a brow in amusement, ”Really?”
Masculine guard held his stance, ”Yes.”
However, deep down he was nervous. This beautiful woman didn't look like your normal wealthy family's daughter. The aura she carried with her was benevolent, but he could also feel the aura of someone very dangerous.
He's been in the underworld for a long time and he knew this aura all too well.
”Miss—”
Yue Ling shrug her shoulder nonchalantly, ”No need. I get it.”
Turning around, she takes three steps away from the two security guards. Reaching for her phone in her black Hermès Birkin bag.
She dial a number and after two ring, someone answered from the other line.
[”Hello?”]
”I'm here.”
[”Here? Where?”]
”I'm outside your shop, but I don't have a pass.”
[”No, no, no, don't worry. Stay where you are, I'll come get you.”
Ending the call, Yue Ling step to the side and leans against the wall.
Both the guards were confused. They had heard her conversation, but they didn't know who she was on the phone with.
Neither of them have ever met a rich woman who would wait patiently like Yue Ling. Most of the time, they'd either throw a huge tantrum or leave and never come back.
Yet, here she is, just waiting, as if she was waiting at a bus stop for the bus to arrive.
After fifteen minutes, Yue Ling glance at the time on her phone and sighed. The masculine guard was running out of patience, although he didn't find Yue Ling a threat, as a security guard, it is his job to secure the premises.
”Miss, I think you should—”
*creeeeak*
Both the guards turn around to look at the source of sound. It was the tightly shut metal doors behind both the security guards. A middle age man walks out, bringing with him the aura of a noble and well respectful man.
The masculine guard was speechless, but he utter, ”Master Zhi...”
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