Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Gu Chuyan listened, jumped up from the sofa, and ran away.

"No." Gu Chuyan took two steps, and was hugged back by the man, who handed the DSLR to her.

Gu Chuyan collapsed on the sofa, with the DSLR on the side.

"I don't want to live anymore." Gu Chuyan murmured.

Well, Xiao Mohan didn't mention it, but stood up slowly.

He walked to the side and picked up a bottle of red wine, poured a glass and shook it, and said in a deep voice, "Madam, are you sure?"

Gu Chuyan listened, jumped up from the sofa, and ran forward to cover his lips.

"Xiao Mohan, I want to run away from home." Gu Chuyan roared.

She turned around to leave, Xiao Mohan sat up straight, stretched out his hands to straighten his clothes, got up and asked softly: "Well, take me."

"..." Gu Chuyan ran out, walked towards the corridor, and pushed away the last room.

Xiao Mohan came out of the bedroom and saw her coming out of that room.

Gu Chuyan turned around and lay on the railing without making a sound.

"Mo Han, I want to eat cold noodles from XX shop." Gu Chuyan murmured.

The man listened, raised his straight long legs, walked downstairs, and said in response, "Yes, good."

Seeing Xiao Mohan's leaving figure, Gu Chuyan turned and returned to the bedroom, climbed onto the bed, constantly thinking about what happened recently, she lay on the bed and said, "What the hell."

In the morning, she obviously fell into the crevice, but she came back in the end, and there was nothing there.

"Hey, why did the color of my bracelet change?" Gu Chuyan glanced at her wrist, and saw that although the blood bracelet was crystal clear, the bright red color inside became more vivid.

Like the blood inside, it will still flow.

She shook a few times, stared at the blood bracelet, dozed off, and fell asleep lying on the bed.

Xiao Mohan drove the Land Rover towards S City.

In the afternoon, there were not many vehicles on the road in S City.

"Squeak." Xiao Mohan stepped on the gas pedal and ran wildly on the road.

An off-road vehicle was approaching. Gu Chengdong raised his head, glanced at Xiao Mohan, and stepped on the gas pedal. The two vehicles came towards each other like a strong wind.

Xiao Mohan's silent black eyes looked at him lightly, without any warmth in his eyes.

"Bang." At the moment when the car was about to collide, Gu Chengdong turned the steering wheel to the left, Xiao Mohan's Land Rover sped away, and the mirrors of the two cars sparked.

Gu Chengdong stepped on the brakes and watched the car mirror being scratched. He looked at Xiao Mohan's figure in the car mirror.

"I actually lost?" Gu Chengdong clasped the steering wheel with his fingertips.

The collision between two cars was about psychological tactics. Xiao Mohan was calm and indifferent, and remained indifferent at the last moment, but he turned the steering wheel at the last moment.

In terms of psychological tactics, he lost to Xiao Mohan in seconds.

"Hehe." Xiao Mohan lowered his eyes, looked at the car mirror, smiled coldly, turned forward, the car stopped, bought cold noodles and packed them, and returned halfway up the mountain.

Han Changqing drove the car and followed behind. When Xiao Mohan got off the car, he followed up.

"Master, why do you think Gu Chengdong wants to go back home?" Han Changqing scratched his head and felt that it didn't make sense.

Gu Chengdong disappeared for three years, and now that he returns to S City, he can't wait to return to Gu's house, which is too impatient.

Xiao Mohan raised his cold face, stopped in his tracks, and said in a deep voice: "He needs an upright identity."

After speaking, he strode in.

"An aboveboard identity?" Han Changqing thought about it, and suddenly seemed to understand.

Han Changqing asked Xiao Mohan, "Master, is he hiding his true identity?"