The warm orange light in the dark room sprinkled softly on An Yang's face, until she really saw this person appear, Bai Ying was still like dreaming Zheng

"Don't cry, it's fine."

The deep voice revealed an inexplicable peace of mind, and Bai Ying's tears flowed faster and faster.

She didn't want to cry either, but she was really frightened now. The hateful agent, the rich-second generation who works for the tiger, both of which make her frightened.

There was even a moment when she thought of death.

Leaning weakly on An Yang's arms, Bai Ying thought that as long as she stepped out of this door, she could see Liu Minggang and others again, and sniffed painfully, "Sister Yiyang, if, if you can't take me away for a while, I, I won't blame you." ”

"It's good that I didn't bother you." Thinking of Liu Minggang and their current appearance, Anyang was suddenly in a good mood.

Bai Ying was delirious, not perceiving the pleasure in her voice. Holding on to a sigh of relief, I just want to wait for a while if Liu Minggang doesn't let go, she can't even affect Anyang no matter what.

Who knew that when he really got out of the dark room, his tear-stained eyes widened.

Bai Ying couldn't react for a while, but her body reacted before her brain.

She should be safe......

Sensing Bai Ying's fainting, An Yang changed his previous movements, grabbed her waist, and pressed his drooping head on his shoulder, like supporting a drunken companion.

[Anyang: Act according to the plan when you came. 】

[System: Host rest assured, I'm all ready.] 】

"If you're drunk, don't move."

Supporting people down the antelope ladder, Anyang turned around and smiled generously at the front desk, and then walked out smoothly.

A second after she stepped out of the clubhouse, the front desk looked at An Yang's back, and suddenly felt as if something was flying in her brain, and An Yang's face became blurred in an instant.

……………………

"Stop."

On the street in the middle of the night, Wen Shu's breathing stagnated, and the aura around him was coldly suppressed.

"What's wrong?"

With a dull gaze, Wen Shu ignored the driver's questioning.

At the fork in the road, he clearly saw Anyang's car.

Subconsciously dialed the phone, and the sound of music made Wen Shu's face more and more ugly as time passed.

Although it was only a quick glance, he still saw a figure lying in the back seat.

At this point in time, Anyang can come out to pick up people in person, and he has only thought of himself alone over the years.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Shu quietly retracted his gaze, glanced at the phone that hung up automatically, and laughed self-deprecatingly, "It's okay, keep driving." ”

In the empty street, there were few other cars to be seen, and Wen Shu leaned back in the seat, his face closed, his fingers constantly swiping the screen of his mobile phone. As long as An Yang calls back the phone and explains it to him clearly, he can act as if what happened today has not happened.

An inexplicable uneasiness rose in his heart, and now Anyang seemed to be getting more and more out of his control.

Until the vehicle stopped, the waiting phone did not come.

Watching the driver go away, a sense of helplessness overwhelmed him.

"Your face is very bad, is something wrong?"

The two had only met before, and Lin Cheng didn't expect to receive a call from Wen Shu again so soon.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little stuffy in my heart."

"If you have something to say, let's get in the car," Lin Chengxin looked at the surrounding situation and said in a dumb voice: "Do you have a job Ming?" ”