Chapter 557 The Warm Man Takes the Bus

I feel sorry for her loneliness, but at the same time I am glad that there is no one in her heart, so...

He still has a chance.

He glared at Mu Yufeng with his domineering and cold eyes, as bloody as if he were looking at a dead person.

I really wanted to shoot Mu Yufeng immediately. But he doesn't want to lose Yingxuan forever.

Without even giving an order, Yan Shiting took long steps and followed Cheng Yingxuan.

Mu Yufeng couldn't believe that Cheng Yingxuan just left him and left.

His face turned slightly pale, and his heart was filled with bitterness.

After thinking about it, with her hard heart, he knew her as a heartless, cold-blooded woman. If she was willing to leave a word and care about his life and death, he should be satisfied.

What happened today was simply due to his negligence and underestimation of Yan Shiting's possessiveness towards Cheng Yingxuan.

The special police officer with a gun did not receive the order and remained motionless with his gun pointed at Mu Yufeng...

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Cheng Yingxuan walked out of the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and Yan Shiting caught up with her, "Yingxuan, where are you going?"

The cold male voice was as soft as possible.

It was as if what just happened had never happened.

Cheng Yingxuan ignored him. The Ferrari parked on the roadside belonged to Mu Yufeng, and her own car had been driven to the Mu family manor by Mu Yufeng.

Several armored vehicles parked on the side of the road, and the police line was drawn. Guards with guns stood guard. When they saw Yan Shiting, they respectfully saluted him with a military salute.

Because of the police cordon, gunshots had been heard before, and there were many people watching from a distance.

Cheng Yingxuan walked forward quickly, reached a place where no one was watching, and waved down a taxi.

The taxi driver stopped and she was about to get in the car.

Yan Shiting glanced at the driver with cold eyes, telling him to get out.

When the taxi driver saw that Yan Shiting was not someone to be trifled with, he quickly said, "Miss, I'm sorry, I have something to do and I won't take passengers for the time being."

Before Cheng Yingxuan could pull the door handle, she stepped on the accelerator and left.

She stopped two cars one after another, and found that the driver said something was wrong. She suddenly understood that it was the black-faced god behind him who was behind it. He turned around and glared at her, "Yan Shiting, what do you mean!"

An Aston Martin luxury car with a license plate of 5 and 8 parked next to her. The driver Zheng Wei rolled down the window and said, "Engineer Cheng, please get in the car. The boss is about to kill me..."

Yan Shiting helped her open the car door.

She didn't appreciate it. There happened to be a bus parked in front of her that could take her to the suburban villa. She immediately jogged and squeezed onto the bus. Unexpectedly, Yan Shiting followed suit.

This is almost the first time Yan Shiting has taken a bus in his life. The bus is full of people, both old and young. The smell of women's perfume and men's sweat are mixed together. Moreover, even the aisles of the bus are full of people, and there are still people on the ground. There is trash.

The filth was almost unbearable.

He has mysophobia and his thick eyebrows are slightly furrowed.

At the same time that he and she entered the car from the front door, two bodyguards entered the car from the back door.

Yan Shiting was about to instruct the bodyguards to drive everyone out of the car.

Cheng Yingxuan saw what he was thinking, "If you can't take the bus, get out. This is not your car."

Yan Shiting's face froze, but there was no sign of anger.

Who told me just now...

He misunderstood that she was willing to get the certificate with Mu Yufeng...so he went crazy and did something unpleasant to her. He didn't think he was at fault, but he felt regretful that he shouldn't have pointed the gun at her.

People who have made mistakes seem to have a weak heart no matter how straight their backs are.

Even a cold and heartless man like him.

well.

He sighed silently in his heart, who let him fall into her hands in this life?