Chief husband, strong love!

Pei Chengsi stood aside and watched the play without talking.

Until Bruce Lee was carried away, he reappeared.

Mu Beishen came out from the gray glass in the middle of the door. On his handsome but slightly cold face, his dark and narrow eyes coagulated slightly.

His sight fell on Pei Chengsi's position without taboo, and he opened faintly, "Pei Chengsi."

Pei Chengsi did not hide, but looked at them with a playful smile.

Su Yan seemed to understand something when he saw Mu Beishen.

She stepped forward a few steps, was stopped by a man holding her wrist and pressed beside her.

It's just a simple action, and the strong and covetous possessiveness can't be more obvious.

Mu Beishen had clear bones in his hands and held on to his slender wrist.

His dark eyes stared at the front like a warning.

With the "Ding", the elevator door opened again.

Pei Chengsi put on his hat with a smile, glanced at them, and followed his men into the elevator without looking back.

His face was full of vigilance. He didn't relax his vigilance until the elevator door was closed without obstruction.

"Mr. Pei, he brought someone. Just now he had to speak, we might be in trouble." His men warned.

Pei Chengsi's thin smile on his face faded slowly and said lightly, "it's all right. He deliberately released this opportunity."

"I'm afraid it's a little difficult to take Miss Su out. Do you want to inform Mo Shao?"

Pei Chengsi pondered for a moment and said with a scattered smile, "forget it. I probably know what xiaoyaner means, and she won't cooperate. Why go through this muddy water to attract Mu Beichen's attention. He likes Su Yan, so let him play more. It's not so bad for a moment."

Whoever is the man just on crutches must be a very important person for Su Yan.

Mu Beishen holds her life door for a moment, and she won't leave.

Moreover, she can let Mu Beichen come out in person, which really shows that Mu Beichen won't let anyone take Su Yan away from under his nose.

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"Pain -"

Su Yan finally broke free his wrist and rubbed it.

The man just gave her a very indifferent glance.

She gently pursed her lips and raised her eyes. Her red lips slowly aroused a very funny arc, "Mu Beishen, did you do it on purpose?"

The surprisingly beautiful little face seemed to seep with complacency on purpose.

In the slightly curved eyes, the smile was cool.

Mu Beishen didn't have a smile on his face and warned in a low and plain voice, "don't hesitate to pretend to be heartless for a small role under your father."

"Mu Beishen..."

The man smiled and continued in a low voice, "you've never said that about your father. What are you afraid of? Just for his legs? Or, Yaner, you're so determined. If you don't say that, he will do something that makes you worried? But you don't care about this person. Who do you care about?"

Su Yan clenched his teeth tightly.

It's her fault. You shouldn't trust his momentary conscience.

"Who is it? Huh?"

Su Yan was silent for a long time, pursed a sneer of self mockery, and looked at the man close at hand, "I thought you really wanted me to see him. Mu Beishen, I have nothing to say to you."

If he wanted to find out Bruce Lee's identity, she would really regret it.

"I haven't had anything for a long time. Now I don't even have freedom. You can calculate." She shook her head. Her smiling eyes gradually darkened. She still looked up at him and said clearly, "I really shouldn't have been on that plane back home to meet you."

Mu Beishen's black pupil was very cold, and a name came out of his thin lips, "ink tilt!"