Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"Yes." The bodyguard listened and stepped forward.

When I walked to the front, I saw dozens of people lying on the ground. Some had their faces scorched, some had their arms chopped off, some had holes in their chests, and their bodies were scorched.

"What...what's going on?" The bodyguard swallowed when he saw this, feeling it was too scary.

All those people fainted and were eventually captured by the police.

"Sixth Miss, I'm sorry that Uncle Qing failed to protect you properly." Han Changqing whispered to Xiao Yichu, but she was obviously not frightened, and instead became happier.

Han Changqing's dark eyes darkened slightly, he called Xiao Mohan, and then drove towards M Group.

M Group, luxury president's office.

Sitting on the exquisite boss's chair, Xiao Mohan received the call. He leaned back and said in a deep voice, "I understand."

After hanging up the phone, he narrowed his silent black eyes, stared at the phone for a long time, opened the drawer, took out a book, flipped through it, and whispered: "A bolt from the blue, the world changes instantly."

"Could it be..." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, obviously feeling uncertain.

Han Changqing reported what had just happened to Xiao Mohan on the phone.

"Sir." Han Changqing hugged Xiao Yichu and pushed the door open and walked in.

Xiao Mohan stood up and saw Xiao Yichu lying on Han Changqing's shoulder, obviously asleep. He stretched out his hand to hug him, but Xiao Yichu clung to Han Changqing and did not dare to come down.

"Master, forget it! I'll sleep with her in my arms." Seeing this, Han Changqing burst into laughter.

Xiao Mohan's hand froze in mid-air.

He stared at Xiao Yichu's little face with his deep black eyes. He silently raised his eyes and looked at Han Changqing. He was deeply shocked. His daughter, who was only more than two months old, actually fell asleep in the arms of another man.

"Hmm." Xiao Yichu hesitated, raised his foot, and kicked it randomly.

Han Changqing hugged her and turned around. Xiao Mohan bent down to take his coat and was about to cover her up. Who knew that Xiao Yichu kicked Xiao Mohan's handsome face.

"Master." When Han Changqing saw this, he looked at the little feet on Xiao Mohan's face and his silent black eyes, which were bottomless.

Han Changqing's mouth twitched, and he raised his hand to move her little foot away.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yichu's little foot suddenly kicked over. Xiao Mohan was kicked by her, and his handsome face changed color. He stretched out his hand to move her little foot away, but his hand was kicked away.

“…….”

"..." Han Changqing opened his mouth when he saw this scene. He couldn't believe it when he looked at Xiao Mohan's face. There was a small footprint on such a perfect face.

When he was stabbed on the road before, Xiao Yichu's feet landed on the ground and stepped on the mud. Now the shoes are not dry yet, and they all stepped on Xiao Mohan's face.

"Master, do you want to wipe it?" Han Changqing pursed his lips tightly, suppressing a smile.

Xiao Mohan took his coat, shook it, spread it over Xiao Yichu's body, turned around and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the shadow of the glass window, and reached out to touch his handsome face.

Han Changqing came forward with Xiao Yichu in his arms, handed him a wet tissue, and said, "Master."

He said, putting the wet tissue on Xiao Mohan's face. Xiao Mohan reached out to take it, looked at the tissue, and said in a deep voice, "Are you injured?"

"Don't worry, Miss Six is ​​fine," Han Changqing said.

"What about you?" Xiao Mohan asked quietly.

Han Changqing was stunned, smiled honestly, and said, "I'm fine too."

"Beep." A strange sound came from the computer. Han Changqing turned around, looked at it, and whispered: "Sir, did you destroy all the surveillance cameras on the road?"