Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 967 Do You Care About Him?
Even thinking about it now, Xia Weiran still feels a little scared after doing such an extreme behavior.

"Weilan..." Xu Muhan kept staring at Xia Weilan's erratic expression, breaking the silence: "What do you think?"

Hearing Xu Muhan waiting for her answer again, Xia Weilan looked back, feeling a little heavy in his heart, but tried his best to calm down his breath, pursed his lips, and said, "I don't think I will return to him. "

She wanted to leave Lu Qianchen, but she knew very well that if one day, she still couldn't escape, it would be because she had too many ties and was in his hands.

Xu Muhan's hand in his pocket suddenly trembled, but before he could speak, he saw the woman in front of him smile softly, and ignored the slight expectation in his eyes, and turned his head to look in other directions Go, look far and calmly.

"I just want to be alone and take good care of my mother and my sister. I don't want anything else... I don't want anything."

Xu Muhan turned his face away, slightly raised his hand to smooth out the broken hair, under the fingertips, the corners of his lips slightly lifted, a little bitter, after a while, he swallowed the slightly bitter taste in his throat, and moved away tepidly Talking about the topic, he said: "Weiran, I respect your choice, but I still hope that you can go back to the imperial capital. I heard from the other side that George has kept your role again, and I will continue filming when you go back."

Xia Weiran's complexion was a bit ugly, as if she saw her success or failure again, even work was in Lu Qianchen's hands, just relying on his words.

If she wants to stay here and continue to work, she probably won't be able to. Instead of escaping like this, it's better to go back and face it directly. At least, she can make a lot of money in George's crew, and that's the most important thing.

The two were silent for a while, then Xu Muhan took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took two puffs slowly, then turned around and stretched out a relieved smile: "Weiran, what do you do when you go back?" If you need my help, just ask."

Does she need Xu Muhan's help?
If there is, it is only a little.

Xia Weiran lowered her head, thought seriously for a moment, hesitated for a while, then raised her head, a little embarrassed, but still said: "Xu Muhan, I hope we can keep some distance in the future, there has been too much trouble between us. What a misunderstanding..."

Xia Weiran organized her words, trying her best to make her words sound as tactful as possible, but when she looked up and saw his pupils constricted for a moment after being shrouded in smoke, and there was an ink-colored dim light flashing by, she abruptly said He swallowed the next words and paused.

Then I heard Xu Muhan's deep voice: "You still care about him, afraid that he will misunderstand?"

With this sentence, Xia Weilan was speechless and could only lower his head silently.

Xu Muhan sneered, turned his face away, the coldness in his eyes disappeared in a flash, replaced by the usual indifference, the alienation emanating from him became stronger and stronger, he took a deep breath and coughed twice , turned around and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can beside him.

By the way, he raised his legs and walked towards the exit of the garden, and almost reached the corner, Xu Muhan stopped, raised his head slightly, and a voice came from a distance: "Weiran, if this is what you want, I will try my best ..."

(End of this chapter)