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Eight hundred and fiftieth eight chapters their relationship

Fu Yechuan's face sank visible to the naked eye, and the chill instantly spread throughout his body.

He turned his head and stared at Shang Qian with his black eyes.

Just like looking at your own invaders, be alert and kill.

Shang Qian also saw Fu Yechuan, his face was slightly stunned, and then he smiled gently.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Fu is here too?"

Since Fu Yechuan made some small moves online, he specifically targeted Shang Qian, and he had never met him.

Seeing that the aura of these two men was not right, Su Nan was wondering why Shang Qian suddenly appeared?

He walked out leisurely from the end of the corridor silently and waved his hand, "Have Mr. Shang come to pick you up? He just called me..."

Oh, it turned out to be her.

Zhang Yu didn't expect that this scene would appear in his store.

Wouldn't it be a mistake?

Fu Yechuan's eyes were dark and deep, and his aura was suddenly cold.

Shang Qian, the person he wished he could kill.

Su Nan pursed her lips and walked over.

"Mr. Shang hasn't left yet?"

"I want to wait for you to have supper..."

Shang Qian smiled gently and took the bag from her hand casually.

That kind of casual and caring kind is like a good man who carries his bag for his girlfriend.

Fu Yechuan saw this scene and was stalked in his heart.

He even breathed a little heavier.

Their relationship is so good?

Su Nan hadn't planned to agree to have dinner with him, but the things in his hand were taken away and refused in public. Isn't it just a slap in the face?

She smiled and was about to walk out, but her wrist was pulled.

Too cruel.

Su Nan looked over, Fu Yechuan's eyes were gloomy and cold, and his handsome face was gloomy.

His hands were vaguely forceful, his eyes were pitch black, dark and bloodthirsty.

"What's your relationship, huh?"

His problem was caught off guard, as if he was anxious to know the truth.

He knew that the truth was something he didn't want to hear.

The blood in his body flowed backwards, looking at Shang Qian, with a faint darkness in his eyes.

Shang Qian's aura is not as domineering and indifferent as his domineering and indifferent, but his gentleness and modestness have left him at all at a disadvantage.

Upon hearing this, Shang Qian smiled calmly.

"I'm afraid Mr. Fu won't want to hear it."

In a word, it is undoubtedly a sure hat.

He didn't tell the truth, but he told the truth again.

He was deliberately misleading Fu Yechuan.

Watching him lose his composure, lose control, and lose his mind.

So cool!

Su Nan raised her eyes in surprise, looked at Shang Qian, opened her mouth, and wanted to explain.

But in the end he didn't speak.

The atmosphere cooled down like this.

It took a long time.

Su Nan thought Fu Yechuan would do something unreasonable, but he slowly let go.

She turned her head, Fu Yechuan's face was as cold as frost, and a strong chill was permeated in her pupils.

But he pulled his hand back silently, staring at Su Nan with dark eyes, deep silence.

His voice was so muted that it was hoarse.

Slowly, he spoke, "When your hair is dry, it's too cold outside."

Su Nan: "…"

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Shang Qian deeply, raised his foot and left here.

Zhang Yu hurriedly followed him to see him off, not daring to delay.

Su Nan looked at his back and for some reason, his heart seemed to be pinched.

A faint tingling sensation deep in my heart pierced her chest like a needle.

Very uncomfortable feeling.

What does he mean?

Shang Qian was also stunned for a while, his expression was dim and unclear.

Chen Momo, who was standing beside him, was not slow to react, and wiped her hair with the towel handed over by the staff.

“It’s really cold outside.”
Chapter completed!
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