"Let's take a taxi back!"

As she walked onto the road, she saw a Rolls-Royce driving in front of her with the window rolled down.

Xu Shien looked inside and clenched her hands unconsciously.

Su Zekai!

The next second, she reached out and pulled Meng Zhiyi, "Let's go."

Drive around and exit to the side.

Meng Zhiyi looked at Shien carefully, then turned back to look at the person getting off the car.

Can she disappear on the spot?

Why am I here in this Shura scene?

"Stop." A cold voice sounded behind him.

Xu Shien didn't stop at all. Why? He could appear when he wanted to and leave when he wanted to.

Meng Zhiyi followed her awkwardly, "Well, how about..."

Xu Shien's face was cold, and he had no intention of stopping. Instead, he walked faster and faster.

The footsteps behind became urgent, and the next moment, someone grabbed Xu Shien's shoulder.

"Xu Shien."

His tone was somewhat restrained, and he seemed very angry.

Xu Shien didn't say anything. She looked ahead and said, "Let go."

Meng Zhiyi felt that she had enough extra money to carve out three acres of land, and wanted to retract her hand, but Shien's hand was holding her tightly like iron.

"What if I don't let go!" A voice sounded from behind, and the next moment, Xu Shien's body was suspended in the air and fell into the strong arms.

"Shien, I'd better go back first."

Meng Zhiyi narrowed her eyes, shook her hands, and struggled desperately to break free.

If she joins in the fun again, she will probably be glared at by someone.

Xu Shien had no choice but to let go of her hand, and Meng Zhiyi left with her head in her arms as if she had been pardoned.

She nestled in his arms and smelled that unique fragrance. Xu Shien was still a little unwilling, so she reached out and punched him.

"Who are you?"