Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"That's to see who is more powerful." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice, but the man's magnetic voice gave Gu Chuyan another layer of surprise.

"Rogue." Gu Chuyan took the knife and said to Xiao Mohan.

I didn’t expect that he could still tease her at this moment! Is this human nature?

Xiao Mohan turned a corner and headed towards the luxury apartment. After parking the car, he put his hands on the steering wheel. He turned to look at her and said, "What are you thinking about?"

He stretched out his hand to touch her face, lifted her chin with his long fingertips, looked at her flushed face, and stepped forward to breathe his hot breath on her.

"Little goblin, I really want to take you in." Xiao Mohan said, placing his hand on her arm and looking down at her.

Looking at his clutches, Gu Chuyan slapped them away and slyly said to him: "I'm leaking."

"..." She obviously took what he said before and blocked his mouth.

Xiao Mohan watched her unbuckle her seat belt, turned around and jumped out of the car. Looking at her figure, he got out of the car handsomely and followed her calmly.

Walking into the luxurious apartment, Gu Chuyan took a deep breath and opened the express delivery.

"Mo Han, come quickly." Gu Chuyan suddenly panicked and waved for him to come over. She saw hundreds of photos inside.

She spread out the photo and fell to the ground in fright.

"Who is it? Why are there these photos?" Gu Chuyan said. Behind each photo, there are a few lines of words written, as if to record something.

The photos of the Xiao family 30 years ago, the chaos in the Xiao family, and the scene of Xiao Chen's death were all taken very clearly. The scene was bloody and cruel. Her hands were trembling as she looked at Xiao Mohan.

He knelt on the ground, grabbed the photos and looked through them, and suddenly said to her: "Give me the note."

"A note? Oh yes, a note." Gu Chuyan said, flipping through his wallet and handing the note to Xiao Mohan, who stood up and walked forward.

Open the drawer, take out the bottle of potion, soak the paper in it, take it out and spread it on the table.

The paper was torn open, and a few lines of words appeared on the middle one. Gu Chuyan suddenly covered her mouth and shouted: "Isn't this Uncle Xi's handwriting?"

Xiao Mohan remained silent, stood up, took a few photos, looked at the words on the back, and then compared the notes. Although they were deliberately written differently, if you look closely, you can see that they were written by the same person.

"Is this Lao Xi?" Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

A bold and crazy idea came to his mind, reminding him that some things might be more complicated than he imagined.

"Chuchu, let's go." Xiao Mohan pulled her up and walked out anxiously.

Without saying anything, Gu Chuyan quickly followed his footsteps and drove around to the West District. Xiao Mohan stopped there, holding a cigarette and was about to smoke it. Suddenly he remembered something, glanced at her, and put it back.

"Just smoke, I don't mind." Gu Chuyan said, knowing that he quit smoking because of her.

Xiao Mohan didn't smoke and threw the cigarette aside. After sitting for 20 seconds, Xiao Ran drove over and strode over. He said respectfully, "Master, what's going on?"

"Open the tomb." Xiao Mohan said. Although he didn't know why, Xiao Ran still did it.

He looked at Gu Chuyan and said with some concern, "Do you dare to look?"

"Of course." Gu Chuyan said. He led her in, took the mask from the bodyguard, put it on for her, and then strode in.

"Han Changqing felt that his death was strange. The body was not moved. They just put freezers around to preserve him." Xiao Ran said, stepping forward and lifting all the hanging cloths in the air.