Lin Zixian hurriedly explained: "An An, I didn't mean that, I just can't get used to him oppressing you like this, I'm all for your good, you won't be angry." ”

His voice was very gentle, and he looked at Ning Mo'an cautiously.

Although Ning Mo'an felt a little uncomfortable, she could also see that Lin Zixian was sincerely thinking about her, so he did it against Qian Cheng.

She smiled lightly and her red lips opened lightly: "I know." Senior, it's not early, you can leave first, and we'll talk another day. ”

Ning Mo'an really didn't want to see the two continue to argue, so he took the initiative to leave.

Her hands were now back to normal and no longer trembling.

After Ning Mo'an easily unbuckled his seat belt, he got out of Lin Zixian's car.

She was about to pull Qian Cheng and leave quickly.

Qian Cheng stood motionless, a cold smile appeared on his handsome face: "What's the matter?

He opened his mouth coldly, and his deep knife-like gaze fell directly on Lin Zixian's body.

The last person who dared to talk to Qian Cheng like this is estimated to have gone to Meng Po to drink soup now.

If it weren't for the fact that Lin Zixian was Ning Mo'an's senior and had an identity, Lin Zixian would be the next one now.

But even so, Qian Cheng is not a character who can be bullied by others.

Lin Zixian knew that he was not easy to provoke, so he opened the car door and walked down.

He walked to Qian Cheng's side and stood still, his eyes burning with anger: "Then Mr. Qian, you tell me, what do you want, I will accompany you to the end." ”

Lin Zixian has long wanted to settle with Qian Cheng, it is best to decide the winner now, and those who lose should not go to Ning Mo'an in the future.

But he knew that Ning Mo'an couldn't be used as a bet. 17

She is a living person, not a plaything they use to compare.

Qian Cheng looked at his menacing appearance, and the corners of his mouth showed a seemingly nonexistent smile: "Hehe, Lin Zixian." Do you think that with your current strength in Haicheng, if you want to fight me, what chance do you have?"

He looked at Lin Zixian, his dark eyes full of sarcasm.

Lin Zixian naturally knew that he had just returned to China now, and he was far inferior to Qiancheng, but in front of his beloved woman, how could he admit defeat.

He pursed the corners of his lips at the deep eyes of Shang Qian Cheng: "No matter what the result is, even if I fail miserably, I have to give it a try, and I don't need to worry about Qian always in this regard." ”

Lin Zixian gritted his teeth, and he felt a deep sense of frustration in his heart.

What Qian Cheng did just now was clearly looking down on him.

Perhaps in Qian Cheng's mind, he was not worthy of fighting for Ning Mo'an's ownership at all, which made Lin Zixian angry in his heart.

Lin Zixian has been the pride of the sky since he was a child, and he is highly sought after wherever he goes, when has he ever suffered this kind of treatment.

The desire in his heart is constantly expanding, and he can't wait to prove his strength.

Qian Cheng looked at him and felt more and more ridiculous in his heart.

"Oh?

The corners of Qian Cheng's lips rose slightly, and he said lightly: "Then I'll wait and see." ”

He seemed to think of something: "By the way, you just asked me who I am from Ning Mo'an, right?"

Qian Cheng coldly pulled the topic back, which made Lin Zixian freeze in place.

He looked at Qian Cheng with caution written in his eyes: "What do you mean?"