Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Watching Mr. Hei get into the car and leave, Gu Chengdong stood up straight and looked up. Xiao Mohan put his hands behind his back and looked down at him.

"Take care of her." Gu Chengdong said softly. A black Mercedes-Benz drove by and he turned around and got in.

Xiao Mohan held the railing with both hands and watched Gu Chengdong's car leave. There were footsteps behind him, and Han Changqing's voice sounded, "Master."

"How?" Xiao Mohan raised his eyes and stared ahead, his black eyes bottomless.

Han Changqing took a step forward, approached behind him, and said respectfully: "Feng Tianjing came to S City, her target was Gu Chengdong, but... since she returned from injury, she has been secretly investigating her sister-in-law, and even... she wants to get close by any means necessary."

"But her identity is unknown and she has no clue." Han Changqing stretched out his hand and touched his index finger, obviously very confused. Faced with the system they investigated, they could not find any origin of Feng Tianjing.

"Feng Tianjing, Feng….Phoenix Family…" Xiao Mohan tapped his strong fingertips a few times, stood up straight, and turned around to leave.

He took his mobile phone, made a call and said, "It's me asking for water! Wait, you can check Chuchu's injuries."

Xiao Mohan was scared to death when she carried Feng Tianjing downstairs just now, but he knew her too well and didn't want to expose her, but he silently solved all the troubles for her behind her back.

"Yeah." Wenshui responded and cut off the phone.

In the quiet and luxurious VIP box, Feng Tian lay quietly on the sofa and looked at Gu Chuyan silently.

"It doesn't hurt. Look at me..." Feng Tianjing got up, but Gu Chuyan held her down. The rude woman said coquettishly: "Sister Chuyan, I have thick flesh and thick skin." , It’s okay.”

Gu Chuyan's delicate little face showed a feeling of pity. She carefully cut Feng Tianjing's shirt open and whispered: "It doesn't hurt after being permed like this? You are a girl. What if your skin cannot recover?" , what should we do? Don’t be careless.”

Feng Tianjing listened, raised her eyebrows mischievously, took Gu Chuyan's wrist, and said in a low voice: "Why do you always frown? When you frown, don't tell me I'm hurt, my heart... Ouch." "

She tried to get up, but the injury on her butt was pulled, and she reached out to cover her butt.

"Is there any injury? Let me take a look?" Seeing this, Gu Chuyan became anxious and checked her whole body. Feng Tianjing's eyes kept staring at her.

Gu Chuyan looked at her smooth and fair skin, which was full of scars, especially on her back. She was stunned, her fingertips were stiff, and she slowly touched it.

"How...where did these injuries come from on your body?" Gu Chuyan's voice trembled slightly, like an invisible needle piercing her heart.

I saw that Feng Tianjing was usually optimistic and laughing, but the wounds on her body were branded on her back, like writing traces of her past.

"What injury? That's a tattoo, isn't it cool?!" Feng Tianjing lay on the sofa, feeling the gentleness of Gu Chuyan's fingertips, she rolled her eyes and whispered.

"Ah, you, you, you!" Feng Tianjing smelled the faint smell of cologne in the air, and a figure enveloped her, and subconsciously raised her head.

Seeing Wenshui's figure, she jumped up in fright and dropped her phone to the ground.

Hearing the shouting, he asked for water in the use case, turned around slowly, looked at her displeased, and was about to tell her to shut up, but unexpectedly he saw Feng Tianjing's figure.

"You, you..." Wenshui backed away in fright, and the medicine box fell to the ground, hitting his feet.

Asking about the demon's clean face, he was stunned. His peach blossom eyes stared at Feng Tianjing. He pointed at her and said in a deep voice: "Why are you here??"