"Poof..." Lu Shen can't help but smile. Is this turning the corner to say that Lin xueru's mother and daughter are cheeky? He liked the bodyguard, so Lu Shen nodded and said, "OK, you can see who's going to go. Anyway, no one is allowed to go today without Mo's permission."

"Black, you go up!"

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Wen Yiyi is held by Mo Xiuchen all the way down the stairs, and the tip of his nose is full of the good smell that comes from him.

With her eyes down, the palm print on her face became more and more obvious under the sun.

Mo Xiuchen looked down at her, didn't speak, and strode to the front of the car with her in his arms.

"Can you stand firm?" He asked her aloud.

Wen Yiyi buries her head and nods. She feels that her body begins to slide down. She stands on the ground with her head slightly down. Her long shawl hair falls down on her red face, covering her half of redness.

"Get in the car." His low voice came from his ear. Mo Xiuchen had already opened the door. Seeing that she was still there, he reached out to pull her. Wen Yiyi hissed and took a breath, and his face changed.

Mo Xiuchen noticed that her expression had changed. His brow slightly frowned. He came over and pushed her into the car gently. Then he closed the door and got on the other side of the car.

"Hand hurt again?" He spoke to her in a calm voice, but his men had already moved.

Take her hand over, lift the coat, Mo Xiuchen looked inside, saw her white delicate skin, originally only he left traces last night, but now there are several more scratches and pinch marks.

Mo Xiu Chen Chou, eyes slightly dark.

His fingers brushed the wounds one by one, feeling the trembling of the people under him, and his heart was filled with pity.

Although he and Wen Yiyi are only contractual, in any case, she is his woman in the last few months of the contract.

Those who dare to touch him don't know where Wen Ruchu and Lin xueru borrowed their courage. They are really impatient.

Think of those two people, Mo Xiuchen's look is a dark, he took out his mobile phone, and Lu Shen sent a text message, and then called song Zhicheng, let him in the shortest time to Nancheng villa.

Mo Xiuchen's side head looked at Wen Yiyi. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he just moved his lip lightly. Without saying a word, he started the engine and drove the car out.

Along the way, Wen Yiyi kept silent, her arms around her, chin against the knee, shuilingling eyes in the savings of crystal clear tears, inhaled the nose, Wen Yiyi will tear back to the corner of the eye edge, voice a bit hoarse mouth, "Mo Xiuchen, thank you."

If he hadn't come, she didn't know what she would have been like by Lin xueru and Wen Ruchu. They were two people. She was the one who suffered losses.

Thinking of Lin xueru, Wen Yiyi suddenly thinks of her mobile phone. Lin xueru has taken many photos of her. She looks up at Mo Xiuchen, her cheek is red and swollen, "that mobile phone..."

Mo Xiuchen turned to see her one eye, glancing at the palm print on her face, eyes is a dark, he took out the mobile phone from the bag, put it in Wen Yiyi's hand, while casually asked: "what does she take your photos for?"

"To mom." Wen Yiyi, to be honest, picked up his cell phone and turned it on.

When she found that Lin xueru didn't set a password, she was very happy. She quickly opened the photo album and deleted all the photos in it. In case, she went to every document where she could save the photos and had a look. When she saw that, she put down her mobile phone.