"What about him?" Wu Bingxuan looked at him anxiously, holding the chain in his hand tightly.
What about him?
What should he do?
Raising his head, Yan Mo looked at her deeply, and then sighed softly, "Let's go! Don't come back."
"No!" Wu Bingxuan suddenly grabbed his arm with a slender hand, and said coldly, "I won't leave. Tell me, how is he?!"
"He's fine!" Staring at the white hands on his arms, Yan Mo slightly raised the corners of his lips, "He's fine, don't worry."
"How could she not be worried?" Wu Bingxuan murmured softly as he was taken away by Chu Wenbo. Even if he said nothing, he would inevitably end up being whipped. How could she not be worried?
"Don't worry, he's really fine." Just as his thick palm was about to touch her delicate cheek, he shrank back in embarrassment when the corner of his eye touched the figure behind her.
Looking away awkwardly, Yan Mo forcefully pulled her little hand away from his arm, "He is really fine. Chu Wenbo still needs him, so he won't do anything to him. Don't worry."
It's just that you will inevitably suffer a little bit.
Yes, Chu Wenbo still used him. His mind impressed even Chu Wenbo. He was indispensable to Chu Wenbo.
Wu Bingxuan gradually calmed down, took a deep breath, and calmed down his mind, "Does he have anything else to say for you to bring to me?"
"He said, don't come back."
Wu Bingxuan trembled, "There's more!"
"You are safe with him, so he doesn't worry about you." Yan Mo looked at the tall figure behind her pointedly,
"Is that all?" Wu Bingxuan murmured softly. He was not worried about her, but she would be worried about him!
Don't come back!
How could he say it so easily?
Chu Wenbo is a nightmare to her. Will it be okay if she escapes?
wrong!
As long as Chu Wenbo survives for one day, her heart will not be at peace.
"Is he really okay?" Wu Bingxuan asked again.
"What do you want me to do?" Looking at her pale face, Yan Mo said reluctantly.
"I want you to protect him!" Wu Bingxuan looked up and stared at him for a moment, "Keep him safe with your life."
"Okay!" He promised softly.
Wu Bingxuan was stunned, and his dark eyes stared at him in surprise.
Did he say yes?
"It's time for me to go." Yan Mo smiled, nodded slightly to the man behind her, then turned and left.
His figure quickly disappeared into the elevator, and Wu Bingxuan just stood at the door, his promise echoing in his mind.
"It's time to eat." A strong arm hugged her around the waist. Mu Ziluo closed the door and led her to the dining table. "Try the mushroom soup specially stewed for you."
When he put the soup in front of her, he found that she was stunned, her blue eyes narrowed slightly, "What's wrong?"
He gently patted her cold face with his palm, and Mu Ziluo looked at her worriedly.
"No! It's nothing!" Wu Bingxuan came back to his senses and quickly picked up the soup in front of him and took a sip, "Hiss, it's so hot."
"Of course it's hot." Mu Ziluo glanced at her distressedly, stood up, got her a glass of ice water and handed it to her, "Here."
"Uh!" Wu Bingxuan took the ice water in his hand and slapped his white palm in front of his mouth, "Huh!"
The cold water quickly suppressed the burning sensation, causing her to breathe softly and smile awkwardly on her pretty face.
"I booked a flight for today." Mu Ziluo said calmly, once again served her a bowl of soup and set it aside coldly, and then said: "Are you willing to return to China with me?"