Her salary was not enough to pay for this expense, and a strong uneasiness surged deep in her heart. Wu Bingxuan looked at her with a strange expression.
Mu You is a college student who is still studying. She is a bit silly and well-behaved, and does not seem to be a scheming person. Because of this, she followed Mu You here.
But something seems a little wrong with this.
Just when Wu Bingxuan was about to ask, Mu You reached out and pushed open the door.
"President, I have prepared a gift for you. I hope you like it."
After saying that, Mu You forcefully dragged her into the room.
She couldn't see her fingers in the dark room. In the quiet space, she could almost hear her own heartbeat. There was a strange atmosphere in the air, making her heart beat rapidly.
"Mu You." Wu Bingxuan stretched out his hand to grab it, but at some point Mu You let go of her hand, and she was gone.
"Muyou." She shouted once, raising her voice.
"Snapped!"
With the sound of turning on the lights, the whole room suddenly brightened up. Wu Bingxuan raised his hand to cover the white light. He couldn't adapt to this sudden change for a while.
Opening his eyes in confusion, he peeked at the scene in the room through his fingers. Almost as soon as he saw the tall figure on the sofa clearly, Wu Bingxuan couldn't help but take a few steps back.
God!
How could it be him?
"Miss." The crowd around them lowered their heads and said in unison respectfully.
No!
She wanted to scream and roar, but in the end she was defeated by the man's words.
"Sit down." The deep voice had an aura that was not angry but powerful, and the shrewd and wise eyes gave people an invisible sense of oppression.
Almost instinctively, Wu Bing walked towards the sofa with heavy steps, his heart beating uneasily.
"sit."
The brief word made her sit on the other side of the sofa reflexively.
Chu Wenbo glanced at her and said as if chatting: "Why haven't you come home to visit China after more than a year?"
go home?
Does she have a family?
That prison-like white manor was just a cage that strangled her inside. There was no freedom, no hope, only endless pain accompanying her.
That day when she was so desperate that she lost consciousness is something she will never forget in her life.
Wu Bingxuan took a few deep breaths to calm down the shock in his heart. It's okay, it's okay. Seven years have passed, and you are no longer the little girl you were back then.
"Why don't you speak?" Chu Wenbo took a sip of strong wine and said in a flat voice: "Mu Ziluo made you mute?"
His voice was very soft, and even his whole person seemed relaxed and comfortable, but Wu Bingxuan felt that a cold and harsh light shot into her chest, causing her already uneasy heart to stir again.
"His Royal Highness Prince St. Willy, you have finally found a good supporter." Chu Wenbo snorted softly, staring at the figure who fainted on the ground in front of the door with cold eyes.
Following his gaze, Wu Bingxuan almost stood up and lost his composure, Mu You? How could she faint there? Just when she was frightened and uneasy, a voice as cold as the cold wind came to her ears.
"Drag it out."
Drag her out? Her dark eyes looked back at Chu Wenbo on the sofa, trying to see clearly what his intentions were. Drag her there? Drag her back to the Chu family to become another slave girl?
"No..." She spoke softly, her voice so low that she could hardly hear it, but Chu Wenbo heard it.
"No?" Chu Wenbo sneered: "When did the eldest lady of the Chu family become emotional?"