Chapter 94 Do you still want to kill me a second time? (1)

  Sheng Zhixun curiously observed Sheng Shimo's expression.

  The sudden temper of my fourth brother is very strange...

  "Still not leaving?" Mo was unhappy in the prime of his time.

  He immediately retracted his sight and drove away obediently.

  Zhao Rui sent Wen Churan outside the imperial capital, and asked her to call and ask her to see you next time.

  Wen Churan casually gave him a string of numbers and hurriedly sent him away.

   Outside the empty imperial capital, Bai Yuning is hidden in the darkness like a ghost.

   silently watched Wen Churan take a taxi and leave with a smug look.

  Can't help but reverberate her previous words.

   "The world is so big, there is always a place for me, Wen Churan, right?"

  In my memory, a person once said this to her.

  It's just that person's words, full of sadness and helplessness.

  On the way back to the villa, Sheng Shimo seemed to want to put on his headphones and continue listening to the song.

  However, the earphone cord became a ball, and the more it was solved, the more chaotic it became.

  He also became more irritable.

  Sheng Zhixun watched his fourth brother's actions become more and more brutal.

  The slender headphone cord seems to be cut off at any time under the strong pull of a man.

  Sheng Zhixun was distressed by the innocent earphones, but was frightened by the brutality of the man beside him so that he did not dare to speak out.

  A burst of anger suddenly surged to his chest. In the prime of time, Musco threw the earphone fiercely and turned his head to look at the night view outside the car window.

  Thin lips are tight, and the expressionless face is colder than ice.

  Deep eyes almost stared out a hole in the car window.

  The car stopped, Mo slammed on the door vigorously, and walked sharply towards the villa.

  Sheng Zhixun rushed into the villa, and there were no men in the empty hall.

  Only heard a loud bang from the second floor, closing the door.

  It seems that the earth is shaking with it.

  Sheng Zhixun can't help feeling full of emotions.

  It was him who asked Sisao to find Zhao Rui, but he was the one who was sulking all the way!

  Mo slammed on the door when he was in full bloom, and threw his coat directly on the ground.

  Every action is venting the depression in his chest.

  The phone in my pocket suddenly vibrated a few times.

   took a look, the man's face changed slightly.

After    was connected, a woman’s soft voice came from the other end of the phone, "Shimo, I have something to look for you."

   In its prime, the ink faintly replied, "Well, what's the matter?"

  After listening to the woman, he frowned and said coldly, "Come to me tomorrow."

  Simply finished this sentence, he ended the call without hesitation, and threw the phone beside the bed.

  The look of irritability spread little by little between the man's eyebrows.

  There is no dream all night, and the sun is shining when I wake up.

  After washing and washing, Wen Churan took the contract and went to Shengshimo happily.

   looked down on her before, she will now take this contract and pat directly on his face!

  I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one responded.

  At this point in time, he probably hasn’t gone to the company yet.

  Unexpectedly, his door was unlocked!

  Wen Churan poked a head in first, and cautiously shouted, "Sheng Shi Mo? Sheng Shi Mo? Are you there?"

   Still no one responded.

  She simply pushed the door and entered.

  The style of a man’s bedroom is just like his own.

  The gloomy style and the angular furnishings reveal a steel-like cold edge everywhere.

  There is no man in the empty bedroom.

  Well, no one is here.

Wen Churan curled his lips in dissatisfaction and had to put the contract on his bed.

  Sleeves accidentally scratched to the metal clock on his bedside table.

   was so scared that she hurriedly reached out to help her.

   At this moment, there was a sudden violent vibration under my feet.

  Only heard the floor click a few times. Before Wen Churan could react, he fell down heavily.

  It's like falling into an endless abyss.

  　 Tomorrow is the weekend again, I hope you all have a happy weekend, the poor little dirty poem is going to class tomorrow, oooooo...

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)