Late at night, the underground garage of a high-end apartment was quieter than a cemetery. The man got out of the elevator and deliberately lowered his peaked cap. The black Mercedes-Benz business car was at the elevator entrance, lit and waiting for him. He strode over and reached out to open the door.

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When he noticed something, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he made a move.

Turning his head suddenly to the right, a foot wearing sneakers in the corner fell into his eyes. He took back his hand to open the car door, put his hands into the pockets of his black sweatpants, straightened his body, and looked at me lazily.

Someone shouted from the corner, "Come out, I'll allow you to interview me head-on."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in the corner appeared excitedly, "Really, Blue Team?"

A male reporter under thirty years old, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a camera hanging around his neck, walked towards Lan Mu with a smile, taking pictures as he walked.

Lan Mu twitched the corner of his mouth and stepped forward, approaching the reporter. With such a strong aura, the reporter subconsciously shrank his neck and looked up at him submissively. With his height advantage, Lan Mu looked down at the reporter with a smile.

Roubuxiao asked: "What are you going to write when you get back?"

There was a dangerous light in his eyes.

The reporter was trembling, "If... it's written truthfully, the blue team went in and out of Sangsang's love nest late at night..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lan Mu with a cold voice, "If there are any news or rumors that have nothing to do with my career in the future, let alone your job, I will even take the blame for you."

After talking about it, his voice and eyes became sharp.

A posture that he was definitely not just talking about.

The reporter was so frightened that his upper and lower teeth were chattering, and he kept nodding, "Yes... yes, I understand, I understand."

"roll!"

Lan Mu shouted angrily, the reporter rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and disappeared in a flash.

The young man who came to pick up Lan Mu was a member of LY, Qing Cheng, who had just turned twenty.

He got off the car and walked to Lan Mu, a little confused, "Captain, are you not going to let him write news about you and Sister Sangsang?"

Lan Mu frowned, "You want to fight for him?"

He turned around and walked towards the car.

Qingcheng couldn't understand Lan Mu's behavior, "Why don't you let them report the news about you and Sister Sangsang?"

Shouldn't he let reporters report more about him and Sister Sangsang, so that the one in the family can quit?

Lan Mu got in the car and stared at Qing Cheng with a livid face, "Shut up and drive your car."

He took off his hat and ran his other finger through his hair from front to back.

"oh."

Qingcheng nodded in understanding and started the car, but he didn't know where he was going, "Where are you going?"

Lan Mu: "Go home."

Qingcheng asked uncertainly: "Go back... to your wedding villa?"

It shouldn't be.

Lan Mu had a sullen face and said nothing.

Does this really mean that you want to go back to the villa? Qingcheng is still not sure, and looks at Lan Mu with raised eyebrows. Lan Mu frowns impatiently, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Qingcheng didn't dare to ask any more questions and just took him as his acquiescence.

The young man muttered in his heart and started the car.

…

Yan Zao vaguely heard footsteps, and didn't know if it was a dream or reality. She slept soundly.

He closed his eyes and turned over, continuing to sleep.

The next second...

Something grabbed the clothes on her chest and her body flew into the air.
Chapter completed!