Madam Dihao is not good

He must have sent his men nearby, too.

Maybe, more people than Su Shijie!

If he goes head-to-head with Su Shijie's people, will it be Su Shijie who will suffer!

Su Shijie has already promised to let Chanel go, for her sake, maybe he won't use force...

But what about Mu Xicheng, what if he hurt Su Shijie when he couldn't figure out the situation? ! [

He can't hurt Su Shijie!

Chanel panicked, picked up the phone and walked to the kitchen window, looking at the cars parked under the apartment.

She never wanted to see them fight.

The two of them, she doesn't want either of them to be hurt!

Chanel's mind was blank and flustered, she knew that Mu Xicheng was sitting in the car, and was going to pick her up immediately...

Mu Xicheng, you idiot, why don't you contact her quietly and take her away quietly.

Why should it appear in such a grandiose manner? !

As if knowing what she was thinking, Mu Xicheng's faint voice came:

"The first time, I stole you; the second time, I want to take you away openly."

To take her away openly?Under the nose of Su Shijie?

Mu Xicheng is simply playing with fire!

In front of the apartment, although the pitch-black car had no license plate, Cheng Liang's body was shining, and it looked like a priceless treasure car.

From the time the car was parked here, many eyes were attracted from nearby, including Xiao Ai and others on the lawn.

Of course, they are very knowledgeable. Looking at this car, they can guess that the owner of the car must be very expensive and extremely rich.

The four-door body was pushed open, and a man stepped down.

White leather shoes, white handmade Italian casual pants, jet-black hair, fair and handsome face, like roses slowly blooming in the dark night...

Under the golden sunlight, Mu Xicheng stood with one hand in his pocket, with a pitch-black RV parked behind him, making him even more dazzlingly white against the backdrop.

Only Mu Xicheng can wear white so luxuriously, so elegantly and extraordinary...

Su Shijie and Mu Xicheng, one black and one white, like a devil and an angel. [

In the golden light, Mu Xicheng raised his head slightly, looking at Chanel on the third floor.

The beautiful light outlines his lips, his nose, and his dark eyes that seem to be surrounded by a millennium mist.

The corners of his mouth curled up, his smile was as beautiful as a rose petal.

Chanel was stunned in front of the window.

It's just that I haven't seen you for more than two months, why?