I took a sip of tea, and then asked casually: "What are you saying?" I didn't even move my eyelashes and stared at the cup in my hand.

Fortunately, Ning Yazhi got used to his coldness and took a deep breath: "I... really didn't run away today."

At this time, he raised his eyes, his eyes full of ridicule: "I know you won't run away."

She choked, her eyes gradually became stubborn. She didn't understand what he was thinking. The man's mind was too deep, like a bottomless and cold ancient well. He couldn't reach the bottom no matter how he jumped in.

"But you are angry."

His expression was still cold: "You think you ran away, so I'm angry?"

Ning Yayi was stunned. He was not angry for this reason, so why?

"I seem to have warned you that you will report to Nuoan wherever you go and ask him to send someone to see you." The anger in his eyes gradually appeared.

She looked at him in a wrong way. This time, she was indeed fooled by the bodyguard. His move to retreat to advance was too in line with Mu Chengfeng's style of dealing with things. "A man took advantage of my concern for my mother and said something. I was too anxious, so..."

Mu Chengfeng mocked: "Miss Ning, your lies are getting worse and worse. You can't even deceive yourself. How can you lie to me!"

He didn't believe her words at all!

No, he didn't believe her, so how could he believe her words?

Anger grew out of his heart bit by bit, and his heart seemed to be colder bit by bit. She was not his person at all, so how could she expect him to believe her?

From the beginning, he never believed her.

He saved her and helped her, for her body. He was obsessed with her body, so he helped her.

He looked at her figure very harshly and said very harshly: "Miss Ning, you don't have to explain what happened today. You should be so glad that you have a figure like a devil, which can make all men crazy about you."

In other words, there is no trust between them, and only the body is maintained between them.

Haha, she should be glad that he is still obsessed with her body, otherwise he would have died in Qin Yabao's hands long ago.

With a twists and turns, Ning Yazhi's heart gradually calmed down. She said lightly: "Yes, I should be grateful to Mr. Mu for saving me again. I am extremely grateful. I also know I was wrong. I will be careful in the future."

After a pause, the self-deprecating expression in his eyes became deeper: "Mr. Mu, I want to go up and change my clothes. I guess the styling of my style will not have an appetite, right?"

Mu Chengfeng stood up suddenly, and her tone made his heart feel a sudden pain, very light, but could be felt clearly.

He didn't like her tone, it was a splash of his own.

Although he had been splashing her, contemptuous of her, and was extremely mean to her, he could not stand the splash of others, and even Ning Yazhi was splashing herself.

"Bang--"

He suddenly threw the cup in his hand, which broke off at Ning Yazhi's feet. The tea splashed on her barefoot, a little hot. She did not shrink away, and looked at him with a quiet gaze.

Her calmness even more angered him.

This woman obviously did something wrong, and according to the past, he would mercilessly tell her the consequences of the mistake. He had always thought about punishing her on the way back, such as sending Zhuo Qianshi back to prison, making it more uncomfortable for those who torture Ning Yazhi's mother in prison than killing Ning Yazhi; for example, interrupting Ning Yazhi's feet so that she could not escape again; or selling her to an unknown country so that she would never come back in her life, and for example, giving her to Xiaosha for dinner... and then asking casually: "What are you saying?" Without moving her eyelashes, she staring at the cup in her hand.

Fortunately, Ning Yazhi got used to his coldness and took a deep breath: "I... really didn't run away today."

At this time, he raised his eyes, his eyes full of ridicule: "I know you won't run away."

She choked, her eyes gradually became stubborn. She didn't understand what he was thinking. The man's mind was too deep, like a bottomless and cold ancient well. He couldn't reach the bottom no matter how he jumped in.

"But you are angry."

His expression was still cold: "You think you ran away, so I'm angry?"

Ning Yayi was stunned. He was not angry for this reason, so why?

"I seem to have warned you that you will report to Nuoan wherever you go and ask him to send someone to see you." The anger in his eyes gradually appeared.

She looked at him in a wrong way. This time, she was indeed fooled by the bodyguard. His move to retreat to advance was too in line with Mu Chengfeng's style of dealing with things. "A man took advantage of my concern for my mother and said something. I was too anxious, so..."

Mu Chengfeng mocked: "Miss Ning, your lies are getting worse and worse. You can't even deceive yourself. How can you lie to me!"

He didn't believe her words at all!

No, he didn't believe her, so how could he believe her words?

Anger grew out of his heart bit by bit, and his heart seemed to be colder bit by bit. She was not his person at all, so how could she expect him to believe her?

From the beginning, he never believed her.

He saved her and helped her, for her body. He was obsessed with her body, so he helped her.

He looked at her figure very harshly and said very harshly: "Miss Ning, you don't have to explain what happened today. You should be so glad that you have a figure like a devil, which can make all men crazy about you."

In other words, there is no trust between them, and only the body is maintained between them.

Haha, she should be glad that he is still obsessed with her body, otherwise he would have died in Qin Yabao's hands long ago.

With a twists and turns, Ning Yazhi's heart gradually calmed down. She said lightly: "Yes, I should be grateful to Mr. Mu for saving me again. I am extremely grateful. I also know I was wrong. I will be careful in the future."

After a pause, the self-deprecating expression in his eyes became deeper: "Mr. Mu, I want to go up and change my clothes. I guess the styling of my style will not have an appetite, right?"

Mu Chengfeng stood up suddenly, and her tone made his heart feel a sudden pain, very light, but could be felt clearly.

He didn't like her tone, it was a splash of his own.

Although he had been splashing her, contemptuous of her, and was extremely mean to her, he could not stand the splash of others, and even Ning Yazhi was splashing herself.

"Bang--"

He suddenly threw the cup in his hand, which broke off at Ning Yazhi's feet. The tea splashed on her barefoot, a little hot. She did not shrink away, and looked at him with a quiet gaze.

Her calmness even more angered him.
Chapter completed!