Chapter 8: ...... Hammer your head!

A pair of deep black pupils looked like a deep pool, "Oh? If you don't mind if tomorrow's headlines are exposed by the financier behind it, please do it. ”

In an instant, I saw dark black eyes glancing in the direction of the back of the car, as if to remind.

Mu clenched his fists slightly, noticed something unusual, and looked back along his line of sight.

Suddenly a mouthful of old blood was stuck in the throat, these paparazzi have such a keen sense of smell?

Seeing the paparazzi carrying the camera chasing after her, she quickly retracted her legs and got into the car.

At this moment, Fu Chengyu commanded in a cold voice, "Drive." ”

As the engine starts, the luxurious sports car drives away like a raptor, leaving the paparazzi behind it far behind.

"Whose car did Mu Weiwei get into just now? Who is the Maybach man? ”

A group of reporters were out of breath, but they had no idea who the owner of the car was.

However, he still pressed the shutter wildly, even if it was just a car shadow.

Because, they have enough strength to compile the most eye-catching draft.

It wasn't until he drove far away that Mu Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief.

If she had just been photographed with this evil man, I am afraid that she would have turned black in an instant.

Although she is not afraid of bites when there are many lice, she doesn't want to have any entanglement with this domineering man at all.

Looking at the woman who was still staring at the paparazzi behind the car, Fu Chengyu sneered, "Are celebrities really afraid of the paparazzi?" ”

"I'm afraid of being associated with people like you."

Mu frowned slightly and glanced at him, full of disdain.

Then, looking at the car that didn't know where it was going, he reached into his pocket, "This is a gratuity for you, just wait and park where no one is around." ”

He handed over the cash he was carrying, and didn't forget to add, "This money is enough for the taxi fare of your luxury car, after all, this amount is enough for me to fly." ”

Staring at the money handed over by the woman, Fu Chengyu's face suddenly darkened.

Gazing at his eyebrows, he pinched the so-called taxi fees and smiled lightly, "I have earned this money several times in the time it takes me to reach out, do you think I am short of money?" ”

Mu Weiwei: ...... Isn't this one a mine at home?

"In the past six months, the villa I gave you and the resources you have given you, I'm afraid that all your worthiness is not enough now."

A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, looking at a certain woman who was obviously stiffened and wanted to fly solo, Fu Chengyu kindly reminded.

Although, he did this, never needed her to return.

I never thought of getting a body from her, even if I held hands, I never had it.

But the woman in front of you, where can you remember?

Hearing that the stingy man was settling the ledger in person, Mu Wei smiled.

"This gentleman, I'm not short of money!"

A pair of hands reached into the bag, grinding his teeth slightly.

When she has time, she must interrogate Zheng Tai well, what is the fate between this gold lord and herself?

But in the next second, I saw the man in front of him squint and suddenly approached.

Even, one hand is lightly pressed against the seat, and the other hand is leaning over.

Sensing that the comer was not good, Mu narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly.

The hand that reached into the bag kept groping, and finally, I found the secret artifact.

But in the next moment, the person in front of her directly grabbed her little hand.

And the other hand, little by little, touched her face, "Now, I lack you." ”

Gently wiped the lipstick she had spent, and stared at the stunning face with deep eyes.

Until the sight is blank again, and the presence of the foreign object is felt.

Hard as stone, like a cone rising, passing through her bag the coldness of the bones.

"It's ......"

Mu Weiwei: ...... Hammer your head!