Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

He looked up and looked at the window. He took out his mobile phone and called, "old lady, I saw Gu zhixia when I was in the hospital."

The old lady on the phone didn't care much, "Qiu Xinyi's matter has been solved? Gu zhixia doesn't care."

"But..." the man with the mask hesitated. "She's looking for Qiu Xinyi."

At this time, I suddenly went to find Qiu Xinyi

The man wearing the mask had to be suspicious.

The old lady who the man thought of obviously thought of it, and her voice sank, "Qiu Xinyi called her?"

"I don't know." the man wearing the mask left in a hurry after solving Qiu Xinyi, without checking his mobile phone.

Otherwise, when the real doctor rounds, his identity will be exposed.

The old lady sat on the sofa, frowning and hesitating.

According to the man, Gu zhixia may know about Xingyu.

Laissez faire or

Seeing the old lady hesitating, the man wearing a mask said, "I'm worried about what Gu zhixia will do. I followed her downstairs to her apartment."

Hearing the speech, the hesitation on the old lady's face was a little thicker.

Just about to say something, suddenly a dull hum came out of the phone, and then the phone hung up.

The old lady immediately stood up with her crutch and raised her voice, "Xiao Zhao?"

The man named Xiao Zhao is sweating in pain.

"Who are you?" he gritted his teeth, held back the pain on his shoulder and looked behind him. His arms were tightly locked by a pair of big hands. It was very difficult to move.

Without saying a word, the bodyguard locked his arm and took him to a place.

"Let me go!" how could a man let his bodyguard catch him and run away with a strong swing of his arm while the bodyguard didn't pay attention.

Before he could run two steps, his wrist was caught again.

"Click, click!" two clear voices sounded, and the man's arm had been neatly removed by the bodyguard.

The man with a mask looked at his weak arm unbelievably and screamed, "ah! My arm!"

The bodyguard listened to his scream like killing a pig and covered his mouth quickly.

The sound stopped suddenly, leaving only the sound of restlessness.

The bodyguard dragged the man to the corner.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm..." the man's painful face burst out beads of sweat.

Take it easy!

The word "pity for fragrance and cherish for jade" doesn't exist in the bodyguard dictionary.

What's more, the man wearing a mask is a man of seven or eight meters.

"President." the bodyguard went to Yan Sihan and bowed respectfully, "here comes the man."

As for the man with painful hands and twisted face, he threw it as easily as throwing a rag.

The man on the ground endured the pain and opened his eyes.

In front of him was a black car.

A man stood quietly in front of the car.

The man is tall and tall. A tailored black suit shows his slender figure. The half golden mask on his face adds a touch of mystery to him. The lines exposed by his lower jaw are sexy and charming, and the thin lip color is light.

He stood there, forming a touch of unique temperament, which is difficult to move away.

The deep eyes under the mask stared at the man. Yan Sihan said slowly, "what's the purpose of tracking here?"

The sound was like ice falling into a cold pool, cold and cold.

"You caught the wrong man! Two big brothers, what tracking? I don't understand!" the man wearing the mask clenched his teeth and refused to admit it.

Panic crossed his eyes and he tried not to show it.

How did the two know he was following?

"Don't understand?" Yan Sihan's black eyes half narrowed, and a touch of dangerous color passed by.

Slowly approached a few steps, his thin lips gently opened.

"Are you going to rob on the road!" the man wearing the mask bit back and threatened, "let go of me, or I'll call the police!"

With that, he struggled to get up from the ground.

"Brush!"

A strong wind passed, and the man wearing the mask had a pain in his cheek.

Men feel a warm scratch on their cheeks, accompanied by a faint smell of blood.

When he looked sideways, his face turned white and almost fainted.

A sharp dagger landed not far behind him.

The blade sank a few inches into the ground and stuck straight.

"Will you follow me from the hospital to the apartment? Still wandering downstairs?" Yan sixhan asked casually with a faint tone.

The voice fell into the ears of the man wearing the mask, but there was a cold sweat on his back.

"I... I..." he swallowed his saliva and his legs trembled uncontrollably.

"I just came to visit." the man avoided Yan Sihan's sight and his voice trembled.

"Mouth is very hard." Yan Sihan's tone is still indifferent.

The man listened, but his legs were paralyzed.

Because I don't know when, there was a dagger in Yan Sihan's slender hand, which turned flexibly at his fingertips.

"Finally, I'll ask you the purpose." Yan Sihan's words were short and indifferent.

"I followed Gu zhixia to know what Qiu Xinyi told her." the man wearing the mask knew that he couldn't go without saying something today, so he had to reveal some.

The man's fierce eyes gave him a hunch.

If what he said is false, the mysterious man in front of him can definitely see it.

So men wearing masks choose half true and half false.

"Go on." Yan Sihan slowed down his action of playing with the dagger, and he couldn't see anything on his face.

"No more..."

The man wearing the mask obviously felt that after he said this, the mysterious man in front of him suddenly turned dark.

"Really, really No." his eyes dodged. He lowered his head and didn't dare to see Yan Sihan's eyes.

Just as the air pressure around Yan Sihan was getting lower and lower, the man wearing the mask could hardly bear it and almost fainted, a burst of mobile phone ringing suddenly sounded.

"Buzzing, buzzing."

It's the bodyguard.

He picked up his cell phone and looked at it. Then he was stunned and looked up. "It's miss."

"Telephone." the white slender hand stretched out, Yan Sihan only said two words faintly.

After receiving the phone, he put it in his ear. Gu Zhi Xia Qingqian's voice with a little concern came out of the phone, "bodyguard brother, can you handle the stalker alone? If not..."

"Yes." Yan Sihan glanced at the man who was paralyzed on the ground and his face was as pale as paper.

After waiting for a while, Yan Sihan didn't wait for Gu zhixia's answer. He frowned lightly, and the bottom of his eyes quickly flashed a touch of worry, "how?"

"Oh, no, nothing." a exciter, Gu zhixia blinked his eyes and patted his small head, "I'm just worried about you, brother bodyguard. Since you're all right."

The little face wrinkled, and she muttered to herself, "why is the voice more like a scum man on the phone?"

If she hadn't seen the face under the bodyguard's mask with her own eyes, she would be really worried.

"I'll go back soon." Yan Si's cold eyes were soft, and his voice became more and more magnetic.

When he hung up and returned the phone, he looked at the bodyguard and didn't know what to think of. His eyes sank instantly.