The wealthy wife: the black-bellied husband is so charming

Chapter 189 Who Is Miss An Worried About?
An Keer looked into the distance sadly, with a deliberate indifference and unconcealable sadness in her eyes.

"Is Miss An worried about Young Master Mu? Don't worry, Young Master Mu will not be in danger."

The woman standing next to her comforted her quietly.

However, An Keer didn't seem to hear her words, just looked at the distance quietly, the burning clouds in the sky gradually faded, and the clouds showed their original colors, the wind blew from time to time, a feeling of ice cold, and An Keer But I didn't feel cold, I just looked at the sky quietly, reveling in the sunset at the last moment.

The manager looked at An Ke'er who had been standing there for a long time, and walked forward. There was an expression of indifference on that plain face, his brows were tightly furrowed, and there seemed to be a faint light of water in his beautiful eyes.

She wasn't worried about Mu Han.

It was only from Mu Han's various situations that he noticed Mu Han's conspiracy.

She shouldn't have helped Mu Han get that document.

Otherwise, there won't be so many things happening.

The busier Mu Han was, the more uneasy she felt.Although she hated Jun Qingcheng to the core, from the bottom of her heart, she still loved Jun Qingcheng more than she hated her.

"Miss An, why don't you go back to your room and rest?"

"I want to stay for a while."

At this moment, a chorus bell rang. An Keer looked at the caller ID, then looked at the manager and said, "I'm a little thirsty. I want to drink chrysanthemum tea."

"it is good."

Seeing the back of her manager leaving, An Keer pressed the answer button, "Qingcheng, is it really you? It's really you..."

The caller ID on the phone is Jun Qingcheng.

For Anker, it was undoubtedly the most unlikely call in the world.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

An Keer finally realized her gaffe.

"Is something wrong with me?"

"..."

There was only a shallow breathing sound.

"Qingcheng, you called..."

Before An Xinxian could finish her sentence, her hands were empty, and someone had snatched her mobile phone away. She raised her head and looked at the man in front of her in shock. There was a flash of pain in those eyes, and the black eyes were as dark as a forest. , glowing with bitter hostility.

The atmosphere inside the house was suffocating.

At that moment, An Ke'er also seemed to smell blood.She stared blankly at Mu Han, her beautiful eyes were empty, like a huge black hole, without a trace of light, there was a kind of loneliness and desolation that belonged to the night.

However, she couldn't say a word.

"What? Surprised to see me?!" Mu Han looked at her expression, casually put her mobile phone in his hand to play, and lightly pressed the red button, "Jun Qingcheng and you are indeed in contact. An Keer , you won, I shouldn't believe you."

"What do you mean?"

"What do you mean? What do you mean by me?"

Mu Han's voice was faint, and he couldn't hear the anger, but it made An Ke'er feel scared in vain.Sometimes, she would rather Mu Han get angry than see Mu Han like this.

"What do you mean?" An Keer asked again, her eyes were cold.

The originally clear eyes gradually became colder, and the light was like a sharp knife ruthlessly slashing across Jun Qingcheng's heart, as if it felt slightly blocked, astringent.

"What do you mean? You are so smart, can't you guess it?",

Mu Han stared at her expressionlessly, his cold eyes seemed to be severing every inch of her body, scorching hot but cold as ice, that kind of bone-chilling hatred slowly grew.

(End of this chapter)