True Love Lasts

At the same time, he naturally stepped forward and wanted to take Shu Muwan's hand.

However, before he met her, Nangong Mo held her back and stopped him. At the same time, he pulled her back and completely protected her in his side Nangong Mo looks at Wang Mingyang coldly, and his lips are slightly raised. With a bit of provocation: "she has a car to send, do not trouble director Wang."

Wang Mingyang's brow a Cu, on the spot not happy: he but looked at Shu Mu late grow up. What is Nangong ink?

"She's still hurt. I'll take her back!" Wang Mingyang insisted that if he could not move Nangong Mo, he could only turn to Shu Muwan, commanding him to "Muwan" like his parents. Come here

He firmly believes that Shu Mu will listen to him.

After all, temper tantrums belong to temper tantrums. After all, he is closer to Shu Muwan.

However, the reality is the opposite -

Shu Muwan steps back, shrinks behind nangongmo, ignores his impatience and indignation, and coldly responds to him: "no! Wang Mingyang, my business Don't worry about it. "

Wang Mingyang's fists clenched silently: what she said to Nangong Mo was really the same as what she said to Nangong mo

Nangong Mo's face was much better, and a glimmer of satisfaction flashed in his eyebrows. The big palm naturally clasped her wrist and pulled her to go around Wang Mingyang. Holding her hand strong and hot, beyond her eyes burning: Shu Muwan, you made a very correct choice!

"Good evening!" Wang Mingyang's fist was always clenched. When she walked five steps away, she finally burst out and called her with her name and surname, "what's your relationship with him? Would you rather go with an outsider

There's no limit to her temper.

Shu Mu night's footstep not from stop, her eyebrow Cu Cu. Want to satirize the past, but Nangong mo before her voice: "not outsiders."

"Let me correct you a little bit..." His voice was flat but proud, with a cold threat in his gentle and low tone. He let go of holding her hand, while talking, instead, he took her shoulder with one hand and took her closer. "She's my person."

When the night wind blows, Wang Mingyang feels cold all over.

He looked at the distant car, at the motorcade that followed. Until they disappeared into a light spot in the dark night, he still did not find the ability to speak Nangong Mo's "she is my person", she did not refute!

Why?

How long has she known Nangong Mo?

Does she know the complicated background of Nangong Mo?

When his people What do you think of Shu Muwan? Do you know that in the past four years

"Wang Ju?" His discontented thoughts continued, and he was finally interrupted by the police waiting by him. He held the confession book in his hand in embarrassment, "about Shu Muwan's confession, you see..." Can I help you record one?

He didn't dare to ask the following half sentence.

The words of Nangong Mo's declaration of ownership just now made everyone present think about it. He is also a man, and naturally knows Wang Mingyang's suffocating mood at the moment: two men fight and one woman loses

"Don't record it." Wang Mingyang coldly responded, took the confession book in his hand, turned a few pages, and finally signed his name, "that's it. I'll sign the case for you. "

"Eh?"

Is this a little too "private"?

"All right, let's call it a day." He threw the signed confession back to him. Wang Mingyang's face was still ugly. He quickly explained, turned around and got into his car

Time has passed zero, the whole city is quiet, into the silence of deep sleep.

As Nangong Mo drives, Shu Muwan sits quietly on the front passenger's seat, sucking a can of warm milk without a mouthful. She doesn't know where he got it? I didn't ask. I got in the car anyway. He handed her the milk.

It's warm and good to drink.

There are several cars behind their cars. They are all subordinates that Nangong Mo brought in advance. She looked at the bright "motorcade" in the rearview mirror and was a little surprised: in the evening, where did he find so many people?

So many bodyguards?

He's really different businessman.

"Don't follow." I'm thinking about it. Nangong Mo has moved his headset and ordered to the people on the other side. Then Shu Muwan sees the people behind turning and falling behind one by one On the silent and dark road, they were the only car left.

She suddenly had the feeling of "being alone". The whole world had fallen asleep, leaving her and him alone

Weird idea!

She frowned, but at the bottom of her heart she was a little embarrassed, so she simply lowered her head to drink milk and kept silent After venting, she can regain calm: Dad's business, she can only continue to insist, to find a new opportunity.

"What are you going to do there tonight?" Nangong Mo opened his mouth at the moment. The tone is low, cool and casual. People can't see any flaws. It's more like asking casually, "the person you just said you're looking for Who is it? "He's not stupid: she cried so hard So that "he" must be very important.

"No one!" Shu Mu denied it and twisted his eyebrows. All of a sudden, he vetoed the gaffe, "I'm talking nonsense I don't know anyone here, and I don't have anyone to look for! "

Subconsciously, she didn't want him to step in.

But is Nangong Mo so easy to fool?

"What are you doing in that Internet bar?" He turned his head and looked coldly over her. When he caught the obvious unnaturalness on her small face, he sighed dejectedly, "shumuwan, I won't get rid of all the people you know..."

He thought of the shadow in her alma mater that day: she was worried that he would get rid of all the people related to "once"?

"No!" Shu Mu evening immediately shakes his head, just opens his mouth and is dumb again - he misunderstands her meaning! She's not defending the person who sent her email, it's just dad's business She doesn't want nangongmo's help!

“…… I don't want to talk about it. " Don't know how to explain, Shu Mu evening then simply don't open face to one side, choose to shut up.

Silence returned to the car.

Nangong Mo did not continue to ask about the fight in the Internet bar, and Shu Muwan would not take the initiative to mention it. She leaned quietly on the back of her chair, but felt sorry for the slightly oppressive atmosphere in the car: after all, he came to borrow her, but she made him misunderstand

"What's going on in your room?" As the car drove up the suburban road, Nangong Mo took control of the steering wheel and suddenly asked such a question.

Room?

Shu Mu night is a Leng at first, then small face white white: right! When she went out, she didn't turn off her computer, let alone quit her email Did he see it? There are still messages from Venki in her mailbox!