Master Zhan, Please Let Go of Me - C3

Along the way, Li Xia followed Mu Peilin’s messy steps and, seeing him about to open the door to his room, kicked him in the heel while he was unprepared.

Mu Peilin was in pain, but he held on to his tie and pulled hard at Li Xia, and the two of them fell to the ground.

He was probably really drunk, and the pain was also delayed. As a cushion of meat, Mu Peilin let out a soft groan and continued hugging Li Xia.

His large hand reached into Li Xia’s clothes from the darkness, causing her to shiver.

Mu Peilin didn’t care at all about his rampage, showing no signs of stopping.

Li Xia thought he was drunk, but what she couldn’t see was the clarity in his eyes, the teasing and testing of her.

Even though he had taken the strategy, Li Xia tried her best to push him away. However, her voice was calm as she said, “Mu Peilin, if you dare do anything to me today, I will return it a hundredfold!”

Mu Peilin laid on top of her, feeling her fear dissipate. She didn’t beg for mercy, instead, she threatened him.

To think that she could be so calm after breaking through all her cities with just a light flick of her clothes.

It was because … Have you ever experienced anything more painful than this?

His hands paused, and his low and charming laughter slowly bloomed in the night. As if he was in control of everything, he said confidently, “You won’t.”

For some reason, Li Xia’s heart turned cold.

Was she really going to fall today?

Moments later.

The lights came on. Mu Peilin was already dressed neatly, while the Li Xia on the ground was in disarray.

He didn’t even look at her. His back was to her, and the cold voice made the temperature around him drop.

“F * ck off.”

With such an imposing aura, how could he still be half drunk?

Li Xia realized that she had been played for a fool. Clenching her fists tightly, she tore off her tie and slammed the door.

She really couldn’t touch him head on.

But it didn’t matter, she would definitely stand up one day!

The first thing Li Xia did when she got home was go into the bathroom and throw herself in the bathtub.

All those flashy, dirty, filthy, shameful things in the daytime, trying to get rid of their bodies.

But old dreams are always bothering people.

On the ice-cold wasteland, Li Xia watched the raging flames engulfing all of his home. The flames were like demons chasing after her with their mouths wide open.

Li Xia woke up with a cold shiver.

He was gasping for breath when he realized that he was in the cold bathtub.

She walked over to the mirror and gently cupped her face in her hands. The burning sensation of the fire still hurt her undamaged muscles.

Was the dream too real, or was reality too dreamy?

He smiled bitterly. The next morning.

Li Xia rushed to the studio, but was stopped by a staff member outside.

Only then did the broker, Sister Mo, rush to the scene in a fluster with the car keys in her hands. She looked at Li Xia with a regretful expression, “The contract has been cancelled, the advertisers are willing to pay us the penalty fee. This advertisement …” It’s someone else. ”

“Who?”

Li Xia was incomparably calm and collected. There was a fire burning in his heart, but he was unable to let it out.

In the entertainment circle, she had long since learned how to endure.

“An Qing.”

Li Xia sneered, “It seems that in this line of work, you can’t avoid trouble.” He leaned into the agent’s car.

Even though Sister Mo was called Sister Mo, but she was a genuine man.

“I have more news for you.” Sister Mo held onto the steering wheel, with the zebra crossing in front of him. He slowed down and said, “An Qing descended from the air.”

Since An Qing was able to snatch her resources, the relationship behind her was definitely not simple. However, Li Xia was the real deal, “You saw it with your own eyes?”

“I …”

Sister Mo was speechless. Li Xia was like this. When someone stepped on her tail, she would not get angry, and just like that, she would answer back with a sarcastic remark. Her sister was a wise person, so she couldn’t be bothered with that vase.

However, there were also people who liked An Qing, a smiling vase, more than the noble and cool Li Xia.

“Have you offended someone recently?” As the green light turned on, Sister Mo suddenly asked.

“Turn around and go to the Mu Clan Group,” he declared.

“The person you have offended … It can’t be the Mu Family’s head, Young Master Mu? ” Sister Mo’s face was filled with terror.

Li Xia coldly glanced at him, “Now he’s the one who has offended me.”