The driver was stunned for a moment, and quickly started the car.

Su Nan frowned, "Where are we going? My people are still inside, I want to go down!"

Fu Yechuan had a hint of mockery on his cold and fair face.

"Your people? When there is danger, your people can't even see a person's shadow. It's better than me..."

Su Nan's eyes flashed slightly, and he pursed his lips:

"You brought those three victims' families?"

Before Fu Yechuan could answer, Wu Tutu spoke with relish:

"Yeah, Miss Su, Mr. Fu really cares about you. I heard that you came to this ghost place again. He put down so many things in the company and came here because he was worried about your safety. He went all the way. muttering your name.

Hey, we watched it, and we were really moved. Where can I find such a good man?

 …”

Wu Tutu originally said it was reliable, but the further back he went, the more he went astray.

He didn't notice Fu Yechuan's indifferent gaze that he wanted to kill, and Su Nan's increasingly playful smile.

Until Fu Yechuan coughed heavily, interrupting his endless boasting.

"Just you have a mouth?"

Wu Tutu shuddered, it was over, he said too much!

He laughed more ugly than crying, "Everyone has..."

Su Nan hooked her lips, and there was a trace of unnaturalness in the bottom of her eyes.

"Anyway, thank you very much."

Fu Yechuan looked at her with a cold air, his facial features were cold and handsome, and the thin lips revealed a faint coldness.

In Su Nan's view, it is extremely contrived!

"Just a word of thanks?"

Oh, it's really contrived!

Su Nan calmly said, "What you owe me, this thank you word is redundant."

Sure enough, Fu Yechuan's expression changed slightly in an instant.

The momentum suddenly dropped a bit.

Well done Fu Yingying!

He adjusted his sitting position and said carefully: "Then... it's even, okay?"

In that tone, humble and pitiful.

Wu Tutu felt sorry for Fu Yechuan from the bottom of his heart.

Su Nan: "..."

Her mobile phone is on the building, and she can't even make a phone call.

She was gone, and Yu Lou was in a panic.

Thinking of this, she frowned and stretched out her hand. The lines of her fingers were exquisite and beautiful, like works of art:

"Lend my phone to use it."

Fu Yechuan simply refused.

"no."

Oh, tough!

She didn't retract her hand, she froze, looking at him coldly.

After a few seconds of silence, Fu Yechuan's face moved slightly, and he sighed.

Just when Su Nan thought he had compromised.

The next second, he put his big hand on it.

Wu Tutu's face twitched slightly when he saw this scene from the rearview mirror.

Mr. Fu is very good at...

The atmosphere in the car also stiffened for a moment.

She silently wanted to withdraw her hand, but he grabbed it instantly.

The skin is really thicker than the city wall!

His fingers were slender, with well-defined joints, and the temperature was scorching hot. He held her slightly cold hand and reluctantly released it.

There was also the single thesingle on his ring finger, flashing with a cold light.

The emotion that was suppressed in his heart suddenly burst out in an instant, and his sharp black eyes looked straight at Su Nan.

"Sorry……"

His voice was low and hoarse.

Thousands of words have become these three words.

Obviously he never wanted to hurt her, obviously he wanted to protect her so much.

But someone still threw the knife at her with his hand.

That late guilt was more unbearable than hurting himself.

So he didn't get the PR department to act in the first place.

He has to let Su Nan let out this breath!