Uncle Zhou smiled disdainfully, disdainfully looked back, and strode out of the room.

Du Yunqian got up instantly, walked to the side of the bed in three or two steps, his eyes were full of viciousness and unwillingness, and he slapped Jian Peiyu in the face.

"Breathless waste!"

Yan Mu was taken back to Mingyuan, and his shoulder was pressed hard by the person behind him, and he knelt in front of Fu Chen.

A little distracted, she seemed to be still trapped in the huge fear that Du Yunqian had suppressed, and her body trembled slightly.

Fu Chen sat on the sofa, didn't look at her, picked up the celadon tea cup and tasted the tea in the cup without hurrying, for a long time, Fang said lightly.

"Do you know it's wrong?"

"He drank. Yan Mu's mind was still a little blank, so he replied in a daze.

Fu Chen's already unsightly face was instantly chilled, but his voice was extremely ordinary.

"Always so disobedient, break that leg, and see how she still finds a wild man. ”

Headache, Yan Mu struggled to look up at the cold face, and his voice was slightly tired: "Fu Chen, it's not my fault. ”

The man who was staring at her condescendingly suddenly got up and approached, crouched down, and looked straight into her eyes at a close distance.

His voice was muffled and hoarse.

"How can I wake you up?"

His eyes were deep, like a huge black hole hiding thousands of emotions, and looking at each other for a moment had already made Yan Mu extremely flustered.

She looked sideways, her eyes red.

"You always blame me for everything, it's my fault for everything. I don't have anything to say, just do whatever you want. ”

"Good. Fu Chen got up in an instant, standing with his back to her, and there was a biting chill in his voice.

"Drag her to the warehouse and break her leg. ”

Yan Mu got up and looked at the people approaching behind him: "Just lead the way, I can go over by myself." ”

Behind him was Fu Chen's voice with thunderous rage: "Idiot!"

Narrow, cold, dim.

Yan Mu was brought in, and the blade was still conspicuous and dazzling in the faint light.

The man with a scar on his face walked up to her indifferently: "Young lady, is it worth it at a young age?"

"Who to scare?"

Yan Mu looked at the fierce face and immediately snorted coldly.

"Help, help!"

A piercing cry for help poured into the warehouse, piercing the dead silence of the room.

A man was dragged in, and his body was pressed to the ground by several people in an instant.

But in an instant, the knife slashed down from his leg, and a terrifying howl carried a shocking sound, which instantly made Yan Muzhou's body fall to the ground limply, and his face was white and trembling.

The man with the scar on his face walked straight to the person on the ground, and his voice was terrifying: "Failing to bring the young lady back on time is your dereliction of duty, the car can't be driven in the future, take the money back to retire." ”

The person was dragged away, and the man turned around and approached Yan Mu step by step: "That young lady, we won't rub it off." ”

Play really, these crazy demons!

Yan Muzao was so frightened that his soul was scattered, his body sat on the ground, and he moved back again and again.

After a long time, he reacted, dragging a trilling voice and roaring: "No, don't! Fu Chen, Fu Chen save me!"

One center of gravity was unstable, his body fell, and his forehead hit a hard object, and the corner of his forehead instantly warmed and stinged.

The man with blurred flesh and blood on his feet screamed and was dragged out, looked at Fu Chen, who had been standing behind the curtain outside the warehouse for a long time, removed the prosthetic leg on his body, bowed over and said, "Young master." ”

The voice of the person behind the curtain was cold: "Go down." ”

Beside him was Uncle Zhou's soft sigh: "That Du Shao doesn't know how much blood he has on his hands over the years, and I hope that this time I can really scare the young lady." ”

Fu Chen didn't respond and strode into the warehouse.

His face did not fluctuate, he looked at the little face that was so frightened that he cried into tears, and said flatly: "Is it wrong?"

The man in the corner curled up in a small ball, and his trembling voice was full of fear: "Wrong. ”

He approached her directly, leaned over, and suddenly his heart froze, and he directly picked her up horizontally, and his whole body was scorching.

There was no light in the bedroom, and in the dark, her face was not real, and her breathing was subtle and disordered.

The moment he pressed it down, her voice trembled helplessly with a deep begging: "No, don't do this, I'm afraid." ”

Fu Chen's heart suddenly throbbed, but he didn't stop.

His voice tried his best to soften, blurry and coaxing: "Don't be afraid, it's going to pass soon, don't be afraid." ”

After eating the marrow, it became more and more uncontrollable madness.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that the storm stopped, and she had a small face, and she was bullied by him until she lost any blood.

She seemed to be really frightened, her hands tightly wrapped around the quilt, curled up, her face was timid, dyed with trepidation.

The quilt covered most of his face, and his clear eyes without resentment looked at him so straight and cautious.

A sense of guilt swept over, Fu Chen's eyes fell on the scar on the corner of her forehead, and his big hand carefully moved over, noticing that she did not resist, so he gently attached it.

He had always been a man who was used to speaking coldly, but now his voice was as soft as he could.

"Does it hurt? Would you like to give you some medicine? ”

The little exposed head shook its head, then nodded again.

Fu Chen got up in his clothes, took the medicine and rubbed it carefully on her, then lay down and looked at the little face that was so well-behaved that it made people feel distressed.

He resisted the urge to hug her, pulled a cold face, and looked sideways into those eyes, his voice full of warning.

"Don't go back to him in the future. If you look for him once, I'll move you once, and when you poop on your belly, you see if he will look at you more. ”

There was dissatisfaction in those dark eyes for a moment, and then he shrunk his neck, closed his eyes, breathed exceptionally evenly, and his thick eyelashes trembled.

It seemed that it was only time to take a nap, and the sky was already lit up outside the window.

Weekend team building time comes quickly.

The people in the department went to the airport early, and Yan Mu was in a good mood and got up early in the morning.

Her good mood is naturally not because of team building, the last time she saw her father was more than a month ago.

After packing his luggage, Yan Mu sat in the hall and waited for Fu Chen to come back, and he waited until noon before he came back from the company.

The good mood was worn out by the long wait, Yan Mu followed him to get into the car, and secretly slandered himself, no wonder he wanted a private jet over, this changed someone else, who could stand it.

The car drove to the open space, entered the cabin, and then went to Nancheng, and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

The south of Seoul is one north and one south, and it took almost three hours to fly.

When the plane landed, Yan Mu's whole person was still floating, and he followed Fu Chen out in a trance, and his body was surrounded by warm air in an instant.

At this time, it is the depths of winter, and Seoul is the time when the snow is falling and freezing, while the southern city is warm as spring.

After getting off the plane, it was only a short walk, and you could see the thrilling beauty of the vast blue, the beach and seagulls.

When I just left Seoul, I felt like I was in another world.

Yan Mu took a deep breath of the salty air and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's so beautiful." ”