The driver was stunned for a moment and hurriedly started the car.
Su Nan frowned, "where are you going? My people are still inside. I want to go down!"
Fuyechuan's cold, white face was tinged with irony.
"Your people? When there is danger, your people can't even see people. It's better than me..."
Su Nan's eyes flickered slightly and her lips closed:
"Did you bring the families of the three victims?"
Before fuyechuan answered, Wu Tutu spoke with interest:
"Yes, Miss Su, Mr. Fu really cares about you. I heard that you came to this ghost place again. He left so many things in the company and came here because he was worried about your safety. He kept talking about your name all the way.
Alas, we were so moved when we saw it. Where can we find such a good man?
……”
Wu Tutu originally said that it depended on the point spectrum, but the more he went to the back, the more he deviated.
He didn't notice Fu YeChuan's cold and murderous eyes, and Su Nan's increasingly playful smile.
Until fuyechuan coughed heavily, interrupting his endless boasting.
"You have a mouth?"
Wu Tutu trembled. It was over. He said too much!
His smile was worse than his cry. "Everyone has..."
Su Nan hooked her lips, and there was a trace of unnaturalness at the bottom of her eyes.
"Thank you anyway."
Fu YeChuan has a cold breath. Looking at her, his features are cold and handsome, and his thin lips are faintly cold.
Su Nan thought it was very artificial!
"Just a thank you?"
Oh, it's really very artificial!
Su Nan took his time: "you owe me. This word of thanks is superfluous."
Sure enough, Fu YeChuan's face changed slightly.
The momentum suddenly became shorter.
What fuyingying did!
He adjusted his sitting posture and thought about his mouth: "then... It's even, OK?"