The slender fingers pinched her jaw and raised it. He looked at her eyes: "Don't say it, I understand, I believe in you."

"you……"

Her words were blocked in his throat.

"Hand, cell phone..." Taozi pushed him away and said panting.

Sheng Xingwen pinched the tip of her nose and took out her cell phone from her pocket.

He took a look and picked it up.

"Yicheng? Well? OK, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, he held her shoulder, "Something happened to Yanchen, I want to go over and take a look."

"Zhou Yanchen? What's wrong with him?"

"Don't care too much about men other than me, even Yan Chen won't do it." He said coolly.

Taozi curled her lips: "Who cares about him? If he weren't Xizi's man, I wouldn't care at all!"

"Haha." Sheng Xingwen was happy and kissed her nose and lips repeatedly.

"I will remove the bodyguard. If you want to go out, go out."

"Yeah, okay, you go quickly."

"Okay." After taking the coat, Sheng Xingwen said: "I may come back later."

"Yeah, let's go."

As soon as Shengxingwen left, Taozi continued to sit back on the sofa and watch TV.

Almost half an hour passed, and the door rang.

She looked towards the door and said loudly, "Why are you so fast..."

The following words suddenly stopped.

What caught her eye was a strange woman.

She was wearing a decent light gray jacket, a white dress, and black high heels.

My hair was meticulously wrapped around the back of my head, with a faint makeup.

It looks like he is in his 50s.

Smiling, the woman said, "You should be peach, right?"

Taozi was stunned for a few seconds and stood up from the sofa in panic.

She had a premonition.

I saw the woman's appearance.

She bit her lip and said softly: "Aunt Sheng?"

Sheng's mother walked over with a smile: "You are very smart, child."

This is not a praise.

Peach's heart sank, and bad premonition arises.

Sheng's mother stood still, looked at Taozi carefully for a while, and said softly: "Can I talk to you?"

Taozi was stuffy in her chest in one breath, and she spit out two words like a slept in her air: "Yes."

...

Bai Jingcheng said on the phone that Shan Yan's phone could not be reached, so he asked him to go to bed and see Zhou Yanchen.

I didn't say what happened, but I guessed that it must be related to Mo Xiran.

After all, now, the people who can affect Zhou Yanchen's emotional ups and downs are not the second choice except Mo Xiran.

As soon as he entered the search room, he swept around and saw Zhou Yanchen at the bar.

I called the manager to ask, and only then did I find out that Zhou Yanchen was in the private room on the second floor.

He strides upstairs, Sheng Xingwen stands at the door of the private room and reaches out to push open the door.

"Another drink."

Two women surrounded Zhou Yanchen and kept urging them to drink.

Zhou Yanchen pretended not to hear it and drank his own.

Unhappiness flashed across his eyebrows, Sheng Xingwen turned to the manager beside him and asked, "Is he calling?"

The manager's forehead was covered with cold sweat and he replied tremblingly: "Yes, I asked Mr. Zhou, and I thought..."

"Ha!" With a short cold sneer, Sheng Xingwen walked into the private room.

The two women were stunned when they saw him.

"roll."

There is only one word, and the sound is not loud.

The two women were surprised and looked at the manager at the door.

The manager waved to them in panic. The two of them quickly stood up, walked away quickly, and closed the door.

Bent over and pressed Zhou Yanchen's back of his hand, Sheng Xingwen whispered: "What's wrong? Drink so much wine?"

Zhou Yanchen raised his eyes, glanced at him, and said lightly: "Let go."

Sheng Xingwen frowned and let go of his hand.

Just as he watched him drink the second bottle, he said, "Why are you afraid that Mo Xiyu will scold you if you drink like this?"

"Mo Xiyu? Mo Xiyu..." He laughed softly, and Zhou Yanchen shook his head: "Don't mention her to me! Mo Xiyu? Do you know what she is called! Just mention her!"

"What does it mean?" He seized the key point in Zhou Yanchen's words and asked Sheng Xingwen.

Zhou Yanchen closed his eyes and leaned on the backrest of the sofa, "Mo Xiyu, Mo Xiyu, Mo Xiran..."

He murmured, and he slowly disappeared.

With a sigh, Sheng Xingwen came over to set him up and took him out of the private room.

Sheng Xingwen brought Zhou Yanchen back and threw it directly in the guest room.

When he went upstairs and went back to the room, he pushed open the door of the master bedroom.

Peaches were already lying on the bed and nested in a ball.

He curled his lips and walked in softly and walked to the edge of the bed.

I looked down at her and saw that her eyelashes were blinking violently, and I knew she was pretending to be asleep again.

Sitting down, he touched her hair: "Are you still asleep?"

Taozi opened her eyes and blinked: "You are back."

"Well, bring Yan Chen back and throw it in the guest room."

"Why don't you send him home?"

"He probably had a conflict with Mo Xiyu."

Taozi said "Oh" and nodded.

Sheng Xingwen's eyes flashed lightly and he asked casually: "By the way, do you know who Mo Xiran is? Are he Mo Xiyu's sister?"

"!"

Taozi's expression was instantly stiff.

Sheng Xingwen pinched her ears and said with a smile: "Why does this expression seem to have seen a ghost? Why? Mo Xiran is a taboo, can't you ask?"

"You, you," Peach sat up, his voice trembling: "Where did you know the name?"

"Yan Chen said."

"Zhou Yanchen?!" Taozi exclaimed, lifted the quilt and went down to the ground.

Sheng Xingwen grabbed her arm, "What's wrong? I was shocked?"

"Let me go first." Taozi hurriedly threw away Sheng Xingwen, rushed over and took out his cell phone, and dialed out Mo Xiran's phone number.

Didn't answer.

Try again.

Still didn't answer.

She sweated and beat her again.

This time, someone finally answered.

"Hello."

"Xizi!"
To be continued...