"I warn you, don't challenge my bottom line." The tone was very cold, the whole person exuded a chill, and suddenly let go, looking at the woman in front of him covering her neck, with a look of resentment, Shen Yimo just squatted down indifferently and picked up the pile of photos, and looked at them carefully one by one.

Shen Meihan was shocked, glared at her fiercely, eager to tear her apart, and sneered and threatened: "Shen Yimo, you'd better kneel down and apologize to me immediately, otherwise, I promise, you will have nothing, and life is better than death!"

"Oh? Do you think too highly of yourself? The disdain on his face couldn't have been more obvious, looking at her condescendingly, a sarcastic smile on his lips.

Seeing her so domineering, Shen Meihan could breathe fire in her throat, and a finger pointed at her and kept shaking, laughing madly: "Okay!" Very good! Shen Yimo, you said, if you let your old man know that you found a little white face outside, would he still want you? Without this financier, I see how arrogant you are, how to pay the medical bills for your sick mother! ”

"Then you go ahead and say it!" She was worried that she couldn't escape from the demon's grasp! Shen Meihan was going to talk about it, but she helped her a lot, if Xie Mochen knew that she had a little white face outside, how could she still ask for her?

Thinking that she could be driven away by Xie Mochen, Shen Yimo was in a good mood, put all the photos in her bag, and turned away with an indifferent face, the angry Shen Meihan stomped her feet, her face turned blue, thinking that Shen Yimo must be pretending to be indifferent.

She must not let go of such a good opportunity!

When she went out, she entered a black Maybach, and in front of the car, Xie Mochen's assistant Richard gave her a professional smile respectfully.

Why is this man so ghostly?

Shen Yimo's mood disappeared in an instant, trembling, with a straight face, he walked over, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, glanced at the man in the back seat, and reluctantly got into the car.

When the car door was about to close, Shen Meihan, who was chasing out, hurriedly ran over, she thought that this car must be the owner's, so she shouted at the people in the car: "Mr. Xie, my sister has a little white face outside, don't be fooled by her appearance!"

With a bitter look, the car door only paused before shutting and galloping away.

Shen Meihan stood there, her hands crossed over her chest, with a look of schadenfreude, she wanted to see, when she had no backstage, how Shen Yimo would beg her father to go back to the Shen family in a low voice!

The black Maybach shuttled through the sea of cars, the atmosphere in the car was oppressive, the temperature dropped sharply, Shen Yimo's whole body was cold, and he didn't dare to look at how terrible Xie Mochen's expression was at this time.

Seeing that this little woman didn't have a word of explanation for a long time, and looked like she didn't care about herself, Xie Mochen leaned over violently, clamped her chin with one hand, her cold eyes were very sharp, and she spit out word by word with scrutiny: "Small, white, face?"

Shen Yimo looked at those cold and outrageous eyes, lowered his eyes weakly, swallowed his saliva, and originally thought about the fact that he had a little white face, but he was frightened by his slightly angry eyes, and swallowed it back alive, speechless.

I'm really afraid that he will get angry and shoot her directly.

Seeing her panicked little eyes, Xie Mochen was unhappy.

The satchel on Shen Yimo's body fell, revealing the corner of the photo, and she quickly slipped under his arm, picked up the bag and pressed it behind her back, looking away, as if the person who quickly picked up the bag just now was not her.

"What are you hiding?"

A deep voice sounded in her ears, she shook her head like a rattle, her hands were grabbed by a big hand and dragged her body directly, and the other hand snatched the bag behind her back and took out the pile of photos.

Shen Yimo broke free in annoyance, lowered her head, and puffed out her cheeks angrily. Now it's good, the opportunity has been stifled again!

Xie Mochen looked at these photos, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile, "This is the little white face in that person's mouth?" ”

Shen Yimo ignored it, saying that she didn't want to speak now.

He nodded in satisfaction, with a mocking tone, "Well, the shot is not bad, Riede, send someone to frame it and hang it in the hall." He said it so seriously that he couldn't tell he was joking.

On the whole way back, Shen Yimo didn't say a word, drooped her face, moved to the car door, tried to stay away from him, looked out the window, and had a complicated mood. Xie Mochen was in a good mood, crossing Erlang's legs and closing his eyes to recuperate.

As soon as he got out of the car, Shen Yimo rushed into the villa in great strides and rushed straight to the upstairs room, but as soon as he walked to the side of the stairs, he heard the man on the sofa give an order: "Come back."

She paused on her raised foot, hesitated for a moment, but reluctantly folded back, walked to the couch and stood, keeping a certain distance from the uncertain man.

Suddenly, Xie Mochen got up, pulled her into his arms, took a sharp fruit knife from the table and dangled it in front of her eyes, playing with it, his sharp eyes stared at her, and a very evil smile was hooked between the corners of his mouth, asking: "You want to run away from me?"

The struggling little hand was stunned for a moment, his heart was stunned, and he stared at the fruit knife in his hand, and he was stunned in an instant.

She blinked her eyes a few times, looked away, wiped a sweet smile, struggled to get up and escaped from his embrace, smiled and said, "That, you must be hungry, I'll give you something to eat?"

"You? Give it to me? Xie Mochen approached her, Shen Yimo slumped on the sofa unsteadily, and was encircled in his arms by him, and he leaned over......