He Is Warmer Than Time

But this kind of action, seen in Tang Ji'an's eyes, is very dazzling. This shows that Mu Mian believes in Ye Cheng more. He squeezed her hand until her fingers creaked, and she couldn't stand the pain. , Throwing away his hand: "You let me go."

As soon as she threw him away, she almost ran away, and Ye Cheng, who followed closely behind, opened the door together and entered the yard.

Tang Ji'an clenched his fists and glanced at the closed door, his expression gloomy, he got into the car with ups and downs.

He lit a cigarette, lowered his eyes slightly, and smoked distractedly. Sixth Uncle cautiously said: "What's wrong with Xiao Mu?"

Tang Ji'an frowned and said solemnly: "Uncle Six, check it out and see what happened to her all the way back."

Uncle Six nodded: "I guess it was some gangster who was rescued by this Xiaoye. Didn't you see that Xiao Mu had weak legs when he walked?"

Tang Ji'an was impetuous: "Haicheng is such a public security, at seven o'clock in the evening, what gangsters can there be?"

Sixth Uncle pouted: "I will check it tomorrow, and I will get back to you soon."

Tang Jian's eyes floated towards the door of her house, the door was closed tightly, he had finished smoking a cigarette, and Ye Cheng hadn't come out yet.

What are they doing, how can Mu Mian rely on him so much?

Damn, the more he thought about it, the more he got hotter, he lit another cigarette, smoked too quickly, and coughed.

He coughed violently and waved his hand straight: "What are you doing here? Go back."

He did have a lot of things to deal with, because he couldn't worry about her, so he took the time out of his busy schedule, but ate her closed doors. This girl is really ignorant.

In Mu's house, Ye Cheng helped Mu Mian back to her own room, and said softly, "Do you need me to get some water for you to soak your feet or something?"

Mu Mian looked at him gratefully: "No, you go home, thank you so much today, I must have a good dinner to entertain you next day."

Ye Cheng felt a little sad: "Do we need to be so clear between us?"

Mu Mian was a little guilty again, as if she had deliberately put aside the relationship between the two people too deliberately.

She smiled and touched the back of her head: "Anyway, thank you very much today. Without you, I really don't know what would happen to me."

Ye Cheng stretched out his hand and rubbed her head: "Don't say thank you to me, you get some water, wash it, go to bed quickly, don't think too much, I will sue the gangster tomorrow, I will definitely let him pay. At a price."

Mu Mian smiled: "Then I will go with you."

"Can you?"

"Don't underestimate people, I, the client, must be there."

Ye Cheng looked at her, and his voice became more gentle: "Okay, I will take you with you tomorrow."

Late at night, with Yue'er hanging in the dark sky, Mu Mian had some insomnia. One was frightened, and the other was unsure. She was arranging her own future path. She had to think about it.

As for Tang Ji'an, naturally he couldn't sleep either. He couldn't even wait for the next morning, so he drove out by himself.

As long as he calms down and thinks about it, the ins and outs of the matter will be easy to figure out.

Mu Mian left his mansion, probably about to go home, he should have taken a taxi.

He went to the gate of the Sinan Mansion and asked. The security guard respectfully answered all questions.

Tang Ji'an found out the license plate number of the taxi driving Mu Mian away.