Plundering love: Mu Shao, please respect yourself

Chapter 525 I Like To Play You Little By Little
As soon as he reached the elevator, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Frowning, he took out the phone from his pocket, glanced at the number on the phone screen, hesitated for two seconds, and connected the call.

"What's the matter?" He always said coldly.

"Xia Ping's life, do you want it?"

An unusually familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of violence as expected.

"You can do whatever you want."

After Mu Chenmo finished speaking indifferently, he quickly hung up the phone, and then walked into the elevator.

As soon as he entered the elevator, the bell rang again. He anxiously looked at the number flashing on the phone screen, and his handsome face was gradually covered with haze.

He leaned against the steel wall and stared straight at the phone.

The bell rang again and again, and the phone came in again and again.

Finally, when the elevator was on the first floor, he got on the phone the moment he got out of the elevator: "Just ask what you want."

"I don't want anything, see you at Nanshan Cafe!"

The moment the voice fell, Mu Chenmo sneered, then hung up the phone and walked towards the parking lot.
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Nanshan Cafe.

Elegant and clean atmosphere, melodious piano music, lukewarm air.

In the entire cafe, there was no one else except Ouyang by the window and the waiters.

When Mu Chenmo came, it was half an hour later.

He pushed open the crystal door, and saw a handsome man by the window at a glance.

He was enjoying the sunshine, sitting in a wheelchair with his eyes slightly closed, and there were no bodyguards or secretaries around him.

Mu Chenmo turned his head suspiciously to look at the car parked by the side of the road, let out a soft "huh", then walked to that table and sat down.

Perhaps it was because of his arrival that the surrounding atmosphere also became oppressive. His cold pool-like pupils were slightly narrowed, and he stared at the man in the wheelchair opposite with fiery eyes.

The man's handsome face is exquisite, like an angel made by God, like a star in the sky.

Although his handsome face is very good-looking, the dark aura around him is extremely obvious.

Mu Chenmo frowned, waiting for him to open his eyes to see what he was going to do.

One point, two points, three points, ten points, fifteen points passed, and he still didn't open his eyes.

Mu Chenmo nestled lazily on the sofa, tapping the table with his right hand, making a 'clack' sound.

He squinted coldly, looking away from time to time, as if there was no other man here except himself.

The oppressive feeling in the whole body caused a slight change in the whole cafe, and the waiters did not dare to come forward.

Finally, after a long silence, Ouyang opened his eyes, and a pair of eyes like ice blades shot at him, "I thought you would leave impatiently?"

Mu Chenmo stopped the movements of his hands, retracted them, and looked at him frivolously, "You threatened me to come, how could I not come?"

"Actually, you don't have to ignore that person. Aren't you always ruthless?" Ouyang sneered, full of disbelief.

"But I really want to meddle in my own business today." Mu Chenmo said in shock, and said to the waiter at the front desk: "A glass of latte, thank you!"

"Oh." Ouyang sneered, the coldness in his eyes became more obvious: "You want me to leave Lishi that much?"

"Yes!"

"You can let someone kill me, or let Han Ziluo arrest me for various crimes!" Ouyang gritted his teeth, clenched his hands on his lap little by little, and the hostility in his eyes rolled like a monstrous huge wave .

Mu Chenmo let out a light 'huh', and said word by word: "I like to play you to death bit by bit!"

(End of this chapter)