Thinking about it like this, Duan Ci was much more confident, pushed the diameter of the car door and walked towards the villa.

When he came to the door, Duan Ci found that he didn't have the villa key on him at all.

Duan Ci never thought he would come back.

He's going to ring the doorbell too!

As if he were a guest! It's so angry!

Duan Ci pressed the doorbell impatiently, and after a while, the maid came from inside the house to open the door.

Seeing Duan Ci outside the door from the communicator screen, the maid opened the door for him in shock: "Mr. Duan, are you back?" ”

"Hmm."

Duan Ci maintained his noble and cold expression, standing in front of the door with a straight figure, his suit jacket hanging in the crook of his arm.

He didn't hand over his coat to his maid, nor did he take the initiative to hang it on the coat rack next to him, but looked around the empty living room and asked, "Where is she?" ”

The maid replied respectfully: "Is Mr. asking Miss Chu?" ”

"Hmm."

Duan Ci wrinkled his eyebrows and responded lightly.

The maid said, "Miss Chu hasn't come back yet." ”

Transcript: "......!! "If you don't go home, he'll catch you!

What time is it?

"Has the gentleman had dinner? Do you need me to prepare your dishes? ”

The maid asked dutifully, and then said, "Miss Chu didn't inform me that I don't need to cook dinner, and I should be back soon." ”

Duan Cigao nodded his chin coldly, pretending not to care, and his tone was light: "Hmm." You call her now. ”

"Yes, sir." The maid went to the living room to make a call.

Duan Ci turned his back to hang his suit and pricked up his ears to listen to the conversation in the living room.

Don't let him hear that she is going to eat with a coquettish macho man, Duan Ci is estimated to be directly angry to his stomach.

"Miss Chu, are you still coming back for dinner? Dinner is almost ready and you can come back and eat......"

"You're already in the community, are you coming soon? Good...... Miss Chu, goodbye. ”

As the maid mother hung up the phone, Duan Ci pretended to shake the clothes in his hand and hung up the coat rack neatly.

With one hand in his trouser pocket, he walked towards the sofa in the living room, habitually crossed his legs, and assumed the prince's casual posture.

Duan Ci stared at the wall clock on the wall, and rehearsed it several times in his heart, waiting for Shi Qing to enter the house, how could he cry for her.

He wasn't worried about her safety.

He just thinks that if she is photographed by the paparazzi, she is still messing with other men so late, and if she is seen by her grandfather, this is not as easy to wash away as stirring up scandals!

Mrs. Nominee should also pay attention to the influence!

Duan Ci can simply make a long speech, and when he heard the movement of someone coming in at the door, he immediately turned his head to look.

Shi Qing pushed open the door, blocked Tang Feng, who was about to follow her in, and said, "I hit him, so what?" ”

“……？” Duan Ci blinked and continued to prick up his ears. Who did she hit? Will she still hit people?

"My little ancestor, the person you beat is ...... Fu Ziyu: Hey! Tang Feng glanced around and lowered his voice.

Tang Feng continued: "If Fu Ziyu exposes you, not to mention what his fans will do to you, have you ever thought about your own future?" ”

Shi Qing's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "He was the one who did it to me first, I'm afraid!" I have to protect myself! ”

Tang Feng: "...... God, you are afraid, you have to protect yourself!"

When he passed, Fu Ziyu was lying on the ground in pain.

Tang Feng really felt that everything was going to be over, how could he have such a little ancestor!