Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Yes." The other party responded and hung up the phone.

Gu Chuyan's small hands grabbed her knees hard until the flesh was scratched.

"Ouch!" The little fox ran back from outside, still covered in mud. He slowly ran towards Gu Chuyan and squatted in front of her.

Hearing its cry, Gu Chuyan came back to her senses.

Looking at the little fox, she knelt down and picked up the little fox.

Unfortunately, the little fox jumped off her body and turned around to run out. She seemed to lose control of her feet. She followed the little fox out and saw it running towards the woods in the back hill.

"Ah." Gu Chuyan stepped forward quickly, but her slippers got caught and she fell forward.

Kneeling on the ground, she was scratched by the weeds, and the blood was stained on the grass tips. She felt a light coming forward, and Gu Chuyan raised her head.

She vaguely felt that there was a light in front of her, heading towards her.

"What is that?" Gu Chuyan whispered, and she stepped forward.

The dark woods suddenly brought in the moonlight and shone on her. Gu Chuyan stepped forward and saw a coffin, which was a coquettish red color. It was especially weird at night.

"Isn't this the coffin in the Xiao family's forbidden area?" Gu Chuyan said subconsciously. The phoenix pattern, color and image on it were very similar.

She took courage and stepped forward.

"Stuck" The coffin suddenly opened. Gu Chuyan stood there in a daze, subconsciously looking down.

The moonlight focused on the coffin, and she saw herself wearing a wedding dress, lying in the coffin. Gu Chuyan shook her hands and reached down, trying to touch the woman's face.

"Ah." When Gu Chuyan touched her, she suddenly opened her eyes and backed away in fright.

The whole person fell backwards and hit a tree pole.

She vaguely felt someone running towards her, and Gu Chuyan subconsciously wanted to speak, but unfortunately her throat felt like someone was pinching her, and her vision went dark, and she lost consciousness.

"Sister-in-law." Xiao Ran's tall figure rushed towards this side.

When Gu Chuyan fell, he stretched out his hand to hook her. He felt that the atmosphere around him was very strange. The wild flowers on the roadside bloomed inexplicably, and a strange fragrance hit his nostrils.

"Sister-in-law." Xiao Ran called in a deep voice, but unfortunately Gu Chuyan was unconscious.

Xiao Ran's black eyes narrowed slightly, and his face, as smooth as jade, looked horribly serious.

"Did you bring your sister-in-law?" Xiao Ran said sharply.

The little fox was frightened, crawled out of the darkness, and squatted there like a child who had done something wrong.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaed" The little fox squatted there and shouted in a low voice, not daring to raise his head to look at Xiao Ran.

As a member of the Xiao family army, Xiao Ran was very familiar with the affairs of the Xiao family. He hugged Gu Chuyan and walked out, saying in a cold voice: "The bridge leads back to the bridge, and the road leads back to the road."

No one knew what Xiao Ran's words meant. He strode away and walked towards the villa.

Xiao family

Located between heaven and earth, you can overlook everything in the world, and surround the Xiao family in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Xiao Mohan hugged Xiao Yijue, walked anxiously with long strides, and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Yijue, men of the Xiao family must not be too fragile."

Xiao Yijue was in pain and struggling in his arms.

His chubby little hands kept shaking as he touched Xiao Mohan's face. Unfortunately, Xiao Mohan was too high for him to touch.

"Dad...Dad." Xiao Yijue moved his lips and wanted to scream, but his body was in too much pain.

Xiao Yijue was about to scream, his chest hurt, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. He covered his mouth with his small hand, fearing that Xiao Mohan would see the bright red blood spilling out from between his fingers.

"Dad is here, don't be afraid." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

Xiao Mohan squinted his silent black eyes, and the lines on his handsome face were as sharp as a knife, like the Yama between heaven and earth. The coldness in his whole body was condensed, trying to turn everything in the world into dust.