The atmosphere in the room also became quiet, and the knock on the door became more and more clear, and the rhythm was very clear.
Xing Rushi frowned. She stepped forward and opened it. When she saw that Lao Zhou was coming, her expression became more and more ugly. She would close the door. She would not believe that it would be good for the man's people to come here.
"You are not welcome here. Please leave."
Lao Zhou chuckled indifferently. He did not feel any anger because of her refusal. He was calm as if it was a pool of stagnant water.
"Miss Xing, you'd better listen to me carefully."
The smile on her face widened a little, which made her uncomfortable. She always felt that he would say that, which was not a good thing.
"You have something to do with it."
She stopped closing the door and stood at the door looking at him, but had no intention of letting him in.
Lao Zhou didn't care, his hands in white gloves folded in front of him, his body slightly bent, as if he respected her very much, but there was an obvious sense of oppression in his tone.
"The old man wants to invite Miss Xing to the old house for a talk, so please move around."
"what if I don't?"
Xing Rushi is not a fool. Of course, what does the so-called talk mean? Master, there is no way to start from Muran, so do you want to take her as a breakthrough?
But since she knew it was a trap, how could she be so stupid as to step in it? The old man couldn't have not known that, or, he had set his hand on two children?
Thinking of this, she suddenly raised her head and looked at the person in front of her. She saw his affirmative nod, and could not say a word for a moment.
"Since Miss Xing doesn't want to go, we'd like to take the two children to the old house for a few days."
Touching the two children, Xing Rushi's mood could not calm down. She looked at Lao Zhou with boundless coldness on her face. How could they be so mean as to threaten her with two children?
Thinking of this, she can't help clenching her fists and gritting her teeth. It's related to the safety of the two children, so she has to be calm. If anything happened to the two children, she would never let him go!
"I see. Let's go."
Wang Liping saw that she was ready to go. She looked at her worried, and gently called a poem. She patted her hand comfortingly, indicating that she was not worried.
"Don't worry, mom. I'll be fine."
Hearing her comfort, her tense nerves, instead of relaxing for a moment, were even tighter. She was worried about her safety, but also about the two cute treasures in the school.
The shadow of the last traffic accident, still shrouded in their hearts, now I feel chilly when I think about it.
Although some people have pleaded guilty, there are still many doubts that have not been solved. Even though the police station has closed the case, she still feels that this matter has something to do with the old man.
Originally, after the old Zhou and others left, they immediately called Li Muran, but Lao Zhou seemed to have been prepared in advance, and a faint light flashed through his eyes.
"I think both of you don't want anything wrong with your children. In this case, don't contact master Muran. Otherwise, people there will not be merciful."
Wang Liping's face turned white and she gave a dry smile. She watched anxiously as Xing Rushi walked out behind Lao Zhou.
See her on the car, looking at standing at the door cold looking at their own bodyguards, back gushing a large amount of cool air, lips also slightly trembling.
I hope the two children and Shi Shi can come back safely. Think of here, hands together, mouth seems to say something.
April's sunshine is not very bright, Xing Rushi sitting in the back seat, looking at the sunshine sprinkled outside the window, squinting a pair of eyes, only feel extremely stinging eyes.
Of course, she saw that Lao Zhou left behind a bodyguard and knew that he didn't want Li Muran to know about it. Hatefully, they are now in the passive, she has wisdom, but also can't help.
Although this is not the first time she has come to the old house, she still feels that the wooden villa in front of her is more like a man eating devil.
He pursed his mouth and walked in a few steps. As soon as he entered the main hall, he saw the old man sitting on the sofa with a cup of freshly brewed tea in his hand. He looked calm, as if inviting her to come. It was really just a chat, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he frowned with disgust.
"You should be very clear. I will not say much about the purpose of inviting you here this time. As long as you are willing to leave Muran, I can turn a blind eye to what happened before."
When she heard the conditions of the old man, she sneered at them with a little disdain in her eyes. She used to respect him as an elder and speak politely to him.
When I think of the two cute treasures, I just feel that I have blocked my anger and can't vent it. Now, looking at his indifferent appearance, there is no way to respect the old.