"Okay, I'll just send you home. I don't worry if you drink it like this." Shen Ruohong's truthful words also made Mu Xinyan's body tremble.
This is the first time someone cares about her besides her friends.
Although she didn't know whether it was true or false, her heart was still touched.
It can only be said that she has few friends in the indifference over the past ten years, and now she is a little touched by the concern.
The next moment, my mind became a little clearer.
How can she feel this way? This man is the son of his enemy. No, you must take revenge as soon as possible, and then take back everything you have. Can't go on like this, she is afraid that one day she will lose her heart.
In the end, Mu Xinyan only agreed, if he didn't agree, he would have held her forever. She said, "Let me down, you can help me."
With her consent, Shen Ruohong put her on the ground, held her arm and said, "Let's go!"
Under Mu Xinyan's guidance, Shen Ruohong found her home easily. He took the key out of her bag and helped her open the door. The key was just inserted into the hole and the door was suddenly opened.
A tall black shadow leaned against the door, with a soft smile on his face looking at the man holding Mu Xinyan in his arms, his face suddenly became abnormally gloomy.
The man is in a black suit, and there is no light in the house. The light came out from behind him, blurring his facial features, but his warm eyes and cold face are still impressive.
Mo Zicong's hand holding on to the door tightened, thinking, how could she let this man send her back, as if she was still drinking.
He looked at this man secretly, without thinking that he knew who this man was.
He is thin, handsome, and looks gentle and harmless, but his eyes make him look very uncomfortable, and he wants to reach out and get Mu Xinyan into his arms.
Before his hand reached out, Mu Xinyan's expression suddenly became gloomy and terrifying, "Who let you into my house?"
Shen Ruohong keenly felt that Mu Xinyan's body was stiff, and then listened to her tone, without even thinking about knowing that they knew each other.
Is it her boyfriend
If so, why is her tone so cold
At the next moment, the man's face looked very ugly, "Xiaoyan, why should he send you back?"
"It has nothing to do with you, please leave!" She never thought that Mo Zicong would show up at her home. It seemed that she was not thoughtful enough and had to give the key to come back.
"Xiaoyan, you..." Mo Zicong felt very disappointed.
He could agree to her revenge, but he would not allow her to be hugged by a man like this.
Although they are only pure friends now, she should know his feelings for her. How could he hurt his heart like this
Reached out and said coldly, "Hand over the key, please leave!" There is no room for resistance.
"You..." Mo Zi accompanies the anger, unable to speak, his face is ashen as if he is about to swallow someone, and he threw the key into her hand, "I am so self-aware."
Angrily stepped away, and when he passed by Shen Ruohong, he glared at him and ran away.
Mu Xinyan regretted agreeing that Shen Ruohong had sent herself up. It was not easy to deal with Shen Ruohong, and Mo Zi would just explain it to him.