Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

When he approached, Chanel felt a great sense of oppression, which Muxi City did not have three years ago - he became very dangerous.

Although he still smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, there was an imperceptible depth in his eyes.

Chanel stepped back a few steps: "What do you want to do?"

Mu Xicheng seemed to appreciate her fearful expression.

He walked forward again and again, forcing her to a tree. He stretched out his hand to support the tree pole, lowered his head, and looked at her.

"How long will you play this unfamiliar game with me? Xia Nai."

Chanel wanted to run away, but he reached out and grabbed her arm.

"Let go of me!" Chanel frowned, not knowing what to do.

He leaned slightly and moved closer to her.

His bangs fell down, and there was a tiny gleam in his dark eyes: "Tell me, who I am."

"Mr. Mu, you—"

"Are you sure you want to continue playing?" He moved closer, holding her chin with his hand.

Their faces were stuck together just a few centimeters apart.As long as he wants, he can get closer and kiss her.

Chanel panicked, like the feeling of drowning, unable to breathe, about to suffocate.

Even Su Shijie had never made her so scared.

"Mu Xi..."

When he was about to kiss him, Chanel finally spit out these two words.

Mu Xicheng laughed happily, and with his slender index finger, gently hooked her hair by her ear:

"You finally remember me."

Mu Xicheng finally let her go, grabbed her by the arm, and took her into the car.

Chanel wanted to struggle, but she had already attracted the attention of passers-by just now, and she didn't want to be more noticed...

Sitting in the car, looking at her tightly furrowed eyebrows, he smiled lightly and said:

"The paparazzi who want to secretly take pictures of me will be intercepted, don't worry, I have taken security measures!"

This is his territory, and his people are dormant everywhere.

Even if someone steals~takes a photo, it doesn’t matter if it is kept for private collection, if it is distributed to the website of a large platform, someone from him will immediately "harmoniously" deal with it.If it was sent to a magazine, no one would dare to publish it without his consent.

Chanel understood what Mu Xicheng meant——

If he wants to share the photos, before tomorrow, the streets will be full;

If he didn't want to, even if he killed someone in full view, he could still do it quietly.

Chanel felt a little tired, leaning on the back of the chair and said wearily, "Where do you want to take me?"

"A nice place."

"..."

"Xia Nai, you have become more beautiful." Chanel's voice remained unchanged: "Thank you, you are also more charming." "Unfortunately, from the beginning to the end, I only want to fascinate you alone."

Chanel turned her face to look outside, and stopped answering, no matter what Mu Xicheng said, she stopped talking, and the car fell into an eerie silence.

Half an hour later, the BMW drove into an old street.

Due to the rapid development, in just three years, many old buildings and old streets in city A were demolished, and high-rise buildings were built.

There are really not many old streets that can be preserved.

This old street is near Chanel High School.

Through the window of the car, Chanel saw that the school gate standing not far away had been changed and built into a large arch, with Roman columns everywhere.

The buildings inside the school gate have also undergone renovations.

The old street still retains its original appearance, but many storefronts have changed.

There are many students on the old street, because it is not long after school, they gather on the street in twos and threes to buy things and bake snacks.