Chief husband, strong love!

The interior lights flash.

It was shining brightly on Mu Xier's face.

That face, which was the same as Shen Enron's, is now slightly different.

And his eyes showed a coldness and arrogance completely different from Shen Enron.

Even if I can't pronounce a word or sound, I don't even deliberately express my emotions. I feel cold in my heart.

Mu Beishen slightly narrowed his eyes for a long time and smiled, "do you want to be another person later?"

Mu Xi'er raised her chin and looked directly at him without the slightest retreat.

She neither smiled, nor spoke, nor struggled.

"Mr. mu, shall I tear the seal off her mouth?"

Mu Bei shook his head. "It's not necessary. I don't need to wait for Miss Mu's answer."

She consciously avoids being found. She also knows that the more popular Shen Enron is, the more trouble she will have.

This face is probably a burden to her.

As for what she has been doing outside for many years, it makes people feel a little interesting.

"Don't worry, Miss mu. I'm not interested in asking you questions. If you don't have a companion to save you, come with me to see someone tomorrow, but I think he's also not interested in you."

Mu Beishen slowly lit a cigarette and smiled.

For yeshengting, Mu Xier is just a tool for Shen Enron to end his human debt.

As for who she works for now, he doesn't care at all.

"Mr. mu, do you want to take a picture of Miss mu?"

Mu Beishen looked at the woman with exquisite face but terrible calmness, smiled lightly, "OK. Take a picture of Sheng ting. This is his sister-in-law."

After looking at her, Mu Beishen also lost interest in her.

But what he wanted to know more was who wanted to save her and who dared to take people away under his nose.

He can't make the same mistake again.

Mu Beishen returned to the car and let the driver drive.

When the car arrived at the door of the hotel, he looked out of the window and got off after smoking.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw in the mirror that he looked a little "miserable".

The eye socket of one eye is red and purple, and the position of the fist on the face is also obvious.

These two bastards hit him in the face.

But he fought with two good bodyguards. He thought he was good enough to last up to this point.

Fighting is always a little hurt.

Except on the face.

He knew there were bruises on his arms, too.

His subordinates sent the first aid kit and he kicked it out.

Mu Beishen was in the living room. As if no one else was there, he picked up the medicinal wine and put it on his wound.

Su Yan stood at the bedroom door, looked at it for a moment and smiled, "won't Mr. Mu let me go?"

The man didn't even look up. "What's urgent?"

"Well... Probably." Su Yan leaned sideways against the door post, "so can I go if I have something urgent?"

Mu Beichen looked at the direction of the sound source from the mirror and saw that the woman's exquisite little face was full of indifference to the current situation.

She was wearing the clothes of a hotel waiter. In his opinion, she was no different from the wine companion.

No wonder they take it away when they say they take it away.

Mu Beishen looked at her for a long time and looked cold.

"What's the emergency? The nightclub?"

"Almost. I haven't been back for so long. Someone is worried."

Mu Beishen threw the bottle of medicinal wine and fell on the tea table with a crisp sound. Then he said faintly, "I think Piao guest will worry about you?"

Su Yanjiao smiled, "almost, it seems right for you to say so."