Fu Yechuan's tone was perfunctory, his side face was as sharp as a knife:

"You've been thrown into the Sahara, and the whole world knows it!"

Lu Qi: "…"

Why is it so hard to get a face?

"By the way, you know about Yunyun's hanging up by the Su family some time ago?

They all said that she was yours before, but you didn't do anything at all? "

Fu Yechuan took a breath of cigarette calmly, then pinched it out in the ashtray in front of him.

The right finger bone is distinct, slender and powerful.

"She's not mine, she's Xu Anji's, Xu Anji is safe, and I won't take the initiative to jump into the pit."

Fu Yechuan's sloppy voice was a little uninhibited.

It seems that this Yunyun has been forgotten out of Jiuxiaoyun for a long time.

…

Su Nan only remembered to call Shang Qian halfway through.

But Shang Qian's phone was busy and couldn't get through.

No way, she went directly with someone.

The house under Fu Yechuan's name is located in an ordinary residential area, and it is unremarkable and even a little old.

This is simply the most dilapidated house in Fu Yechuan's life.

He was probably too embarrassed to say it.

Su Nan took the people downstairs and saw other people looking downstairs.

The leader was Shang Qian.

When Shang Qian saw her, his eyes trembled slightly.

Su Nan hurried up to meet him, "It's on the thirteenth floor, let's go."

Shang Qian nodded and hurriedly let people in.

Now I don't care about other people's eyes.

The people brought by Su Nan tried their best to tell the onlookers not to take pictures, they were acting!

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I heard the loud voice of Little Mike from inside.

"Help, beat someone, police uncle save me!"

Su Nan was in a hurry and rushed in.

Shang Qian quickly grabbed her arm and dragged her back.

"There are people inside, don't rush in."

If she loses a hair here, he'll be heartbroken to death.

The man behind knocked on the door.

keep knocking.

The people who pretended to be dead inside finally couldn't help being irritable.

"Who, keep knocking, no one is knocking?"

The knocker looked at Shang Qian, who nodded.

The man's tone was also sharp:

"Are you a new tenant? Do you need to register? Your children are yelling all day long and disturbing the people!"

The people inside couldn't help but open the door: "Master, I'm willing to let him yell—"

In an instant, the door was opened and could not be closed again.

More than a dozen bodyguards outside rushed in, and it seemed that it was crowded a lot.

But little Mike exclaimed excitedly:

"Daddy, Daddy, your dear son is here!"

Before I saw anyone, I knew it was Shang Qian.

Little Mike, this clever little ghost!

Shang Qian's face softened, and he dragged Su Nan in slowly.

Inside stood three strong men, who were looking at little Mike.

One of them was still holding little Mike by the neck, watching them warily.

"You...you..."

Shang Qian's eyes sank as he looked at the strong man's hand.

"release."

Very threatening!

The strong man did not dare to let go, for fear of losing his life if he let go.

At the critical moment, the bodyguard on the right suddenly threw the thing in his hand, which happened to be still on the wrist of the strong man.

Had to let go.

Little Mike didn't stand still, fell to the ground, clapped his hands, got up, and ran towards Su Nan.

While running, wiping away tears.

"Beautiful sister, people are so scared..."

Little Mike, who had a loud voice just now, became a soft bun in an instant.

Su Nan squatted down and hugged him distressedly, "You poor little one!"