"Get out."

Su Mu was stunned and quickly said with a smile:

"Honey, I'm not free right now. There are too many people in the clinic. I have to...!"

"Can't get out?"

"Okay, how about you wait for me for an hour?"

"Three minutes, not even one second more, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."

In less than half a minute, Su Mu walked out of the clinic door.

Ye Wanqiu was driving a Rolls-Royce Phantom today and it was parked at the door.

"Get in the car."

Boss Zhu opened the car door for Su Mu and paid attention to the ceremony until the phantom disappeared.

Su Mu got into the passenger seat and secretly observed Mr. Ye, and found that although her face was cold, she didn't look angry at all.

"Hey, little leaf, where are you taking me?"

Ye Wanqiu turned to look at him and asked:

"Are you very proud? So many women are jealous of you?"

Su Mu smiled awkwardly but politely:

"No, not at all, no sense of experience."

Ye Wanqiu's teeth were itching with hatred. If she hadn't been driving, she would have gone straight to the Nine-Yin White Bone Claw and scratched this bastard to death.

Gritting his teeth and holding his breath, Mr. Ye finally couldn't help shouting:

"You bastard, how many more women are you going to bring into your family? Have you ever considered my feelings?"

Su Mu trembled all over.

Actor-level performances are directly available online.

Gently reaching out to grab Mr. Ye's little hand, the magnetic baritone voice was gentle but firm:

"Honey, I promise you, no matter how much I pull, but when I die, the place next to me will always belong to you."

Mr. Ye was stunned and his nose suddenly became sore.

The anger accumulated over the past week has completely disappeared.

But immediately she woke up.

I almost fell for this bastard.

What does it mean no matter how much you draw?

What do I want you to do if you die?

Steaming buns while holding ashes?
Chapter completed!