Madam Dihao is not good

"Is there anything I didn't promise you?"

"But this matter is different... Maybe you will be very upset if you say it." Chanel looked at him sideways, really wanting to take off his clothes, and he gave her the feeling that he was wearing a white suit. Like Mu Xicheng, too familiar.

Moreover, for some reason, when she just separated from Mu Xicheng, Chanel still dreamed of him occasionally.But ever since she had that strange dream of leaving Muxi City behind, she never had a dream again.

In real life, there is no news about him at all, as if he suddenly disappeared from this world.

Su Shijie probably knew what she was going to talk about. Only that person was a taboo between the two of them. [

He slightly darkened his eyes and said: "Since you know that I will be unhappy, you still want to say?"

"I want to talk." Originally, she planned to ask Su Shijie after marrying him, but now she couldn't wait.

"Must I say it?"

"Well, even if it will make you angry, I must say it."

Su Shijie's eyes darkened even more: "Speak."

"Help Mu Xicheng... Let him escape from the control of the Eight Great Elders, so that he can live independently, okay?" Xia Naier was afraid that Su Shijie would refuse if he didn't listen, so she quickly said the request.

Su Shijie's expression changed as expected, and he didn't express his opinion.

"Su Shijie..."

"You want me to help your rival?"

"He's not your rival in love now... I know my request is too much, but... I'm going to marry you." Chanel grabbed his hand and shook it, "We will be very happy in the future, I hope he can be happy. What Mu Xicheng loves most is freedom, if he has freedom, he will be happy."

When she left Muxi City, Xia Nai'er thought in her heart that if one day she married Su Shijie and Su Shijie had the ability to help him, she would definitely help him.

Su Shijie had already taken her away from him, in exchange, give him freedom, this is the only compensation she can make.

Seeing that Su Shijie didn't speak, Xia Nai'er coquettishly shook his hand again: "Jie, help him as if you were helping me, okay?"

Su Shijie looked at her coldly: "You still think about him?!"

"I do not have."

"Really." Su Shijie lowered his voice a few degrees.