Mu Yi stood there, his eyes and eyebrows crossed a cold line, but soon disappeared.
He pursed his lips, bent slightly, hung his head, did not speak, and did not object.
But when he raised his eyes, the two men looked at each other, and his eyes stopped.
Instantly put away the disdain in the eyes.
Suddenly.
Su Nan feels familiar.
This feeling seems a little dangerous.
But it is also the illusion of the machine.
He bowed his head. It was the silent man again.
Seeing this, Su Nan was forced by Du Yan!
He really looks like a procuress!
Su Qi has been the first to get on the bus and wait. His whereabouts can not be easily exposed.
Su Nan looked around, but there was no one.
She couldn't bear it. She walked over to Du Yan with her arms around.
I didn't even look.
"Mr. Du, you have to go back to your old habit, haven't you? Think about how Zhangxiaojuan, editor in chief of Viola magazine, ended up. If you want to, I can help you at any time."
Du Yan's face became pale little by little.
Doesn't he like what he likes?
What's wrong with you?
He looked expectantly at Su Qi in the car and begged him to come down and say a good word!
But they stayed here motionless.
I don't care if he lives or dies.
"Miss Su, I'm just... Just kidding."
Su Nan gnashed her teeth. "You'd better take it back. If this thing ends one day, even Su Qi can't save you!"
Duyan stood there with an ugly face.
Su Nan glanced at her admirer and frowned slightly.
"Take people back. If you dare to do something else, you can go abroad with Su Qi!"
With that, she walked away with her high heels on.