Mu Shicang held Yang Shushu's neck and walked out of the filming location. He never let go of his hand, and she didn't dare to struggle. The stinging pain on her back and the unspeakable pain in her back made it impossible for her to fight him anymore.
The two of them walked through the magnificent palace, and Mu Shicang suddenly stopped. Yang Shushu thought he was going to let go of her, but he suddenly said to the back, "Come out."
Yang Shushu was stunned for a moment, twisting her neck with difficulty in his hand. There was no one around? Was he talking to a ghost? Or was he having a psychotic episode, chatting with another version of himself?
Just as her imagination began to run wild, she heard cautious footsteps behind her, followed by a weak voice: "Little... Master Mu..."
Mu Shicang put his arm around Yang Shushu's neck and turned around. As a result, she saw a young man not far from them. The man looked a little familiar. She tilted her head and looked at him for a while, and suddenly remembered where she had seen this man.
It was the young man who always asked sharp questions during the last interview at the hospital.
Mu Shicang didn't seem angry that what happened just now was secretly filmed. He smiled and asked the man, "How much did you take?"
The man clutched the camera tightly, his hands shaking slightly: "Master Xiaomu, this was just a coincidence. I didn't take anyone's money. I just..."
"How many did you take?" Mu Shicang's smile remained unchanged, but he just repeated what he had just said. Even his tone did not change at all, but it inexplicably added a sense of pressure to people.
The young man's hands were shaking, his whole body was shaking.
Yang Shushu was a little confused. Is he really that scary? Could he eat you?
But this time she was smart enough not to say anything, just watching the show quietly from the side, occasionally grinning, not knowing whether it was because the needle tip broke into the flesh, it was very painful.
Mu Shicang seemed to notice her expression, and he gently kneaded the back of her neck twice, as if to comfort her, but Yang Shushu had a shadow over his hand pinching her neck, so she just felt that he was threatening her not to move.
Just don't move. She really doesn't want to move now. If she moves, her back will hurt.
The young man lowered his head, and his grip on the camera suddenly loosened. The camera was hanging around his neck, causing it to droop. "From... from the time Mrs. Mu was taken away on the long street..."
As he spoke, he was about to take off his camera, but Mu Shicang had already turned around: "Then keep it and wait for my call."
The young man was stunned for a moment, and so was Yang Shushu. Shouldn't this be something that shouldn't be seen by others? Shouldn't he suppress it? Why did he seem to want to expose it?
Mu Shicang ignored what the young man thought and directly took Yang Shushu away. When they returned to where Mu Shicang's car was parked, they met Zuo Jinheng again.
Zuo Jinheng was leaning against the side of Mu Shicang's car. Seeing the two people coming over, he waved and said, "Master Mu, long time no see."
Mu Shicang sneered with the corner of his mouth: "Young Master Zuo is very busy, of course it's been a long time since we last met."
Yang Shushu looked at her idol, then glanced sideways at Mu Shicang, and suddenly took a step back, crossing her arms over her chest: "Gentlemen, let me prepare to run away first, and don't spray blood on me."
That's right, she felt that when the two of them were smiling and greeting each other, there was an inexplicable bloody storm sweeping over, as if two enemies who had been enemies for three lifetimes had finally met and were about to have a final fight.
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and then Zuo Jinheng laughed: "Haha, don't worry, I will protect you and won't let you get hurt."
"..." Idol, I know you have a free and easy personality and you do whatever you want, but could you please not say you're protecting someone else in front of their husband?
My neck hurts.
Yang Shushu pursed her lips and said nothing. She could clearly feel the hand behind her neck increasing its strength. It felt like if she really responded to Zuo Jinheng's words, he would strangle her to death.
It’s not that she was afraid of him, but today was chaotic enough and her back was still aching, so it was better to have less trouble than more.
Tsk! I wanted an autograph.
She smiled at Zuo Jinheng with a look of regret on her face. Perhaps because he was an award-winning actor, he had so many scenes to play. When Zuo Jinheng saw her regretful smile, he seemed to have suddenly had some inspiration. His eyes lit up and he said, "It's okay. We will have many opportunities to meet in the future."
Yang Shushu was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what he meant. When she felt Mu Shicang's gradually gentle smile and slowly cooling eyes beside her, she began to understand a little. She lowered her eyes and thought about it, should she join this battle?
She gave herself five seconds to think, then looked up, smiled at Zuo Jinheng and said, "Okay."
She could feel Mu Shicang's grip getting stronger, but she was already prepared. If she was going to provoke him, she would have to pay a price, as long as she didn't strangle him to death.
Haha - she doesn't mention divorce now. She just smiles and flirts with the man from time to time to see how long he can endure before she brings it up?
Mu Shicang pinched the back of Yang Shushu's neck intermittently, a gentle smile on his face, as if he was giving her a massage. He looked at Zuo Jinheng with cold eyes: "Third Young Master Zuo seems to be very idle recently. Is there nothing else to do?"
"No, I just finished filming a movie and am taking a two-day break. Oh, and last year's 'Dragon Banquet' is about to be released, so I came here specifically to give Mr. and Mrs. Xiaomu the premiere tickets."
Yang Shushu's eyes lit up. Tickets to Zuo Jinheng's movie premiere? That was something she had never dared to even think about before, and now she could get it for free?
Seeing her sparkling eyes, Zuo Jinheng smiled even more happily: "Mrs. Xiaomu, do you want to go?"
This time Yang Shushu swore that she definitely did not mean to anger Mu Shicang. She really wanted to go. Not only did she want to watch the movie "Dragon Banquet", she had never attended a movie premiere before. Please forgive her small aspirations as an ordinary person.
Mu Shicang learned to hide his emotions when he was very young. As he grew older, almost no one could see what he looked like when he was really angry, because no matter what, he was always smiling.
For many years, he hadn't encountered anything that made him unable to hold back his smile. Now he felt that he could no longer hold back his smile. He really wanted to lift the thing in his hand into the air and swing it a few times to vent his anger.
Zuo Jinheng watched Yang Shushu express her wishes so directly in front of Mu Shicang, and couldn't help but begin to doubt the rumors. The young lady of the Mu family didn't look like someone who would commit suicide at all.
Look at how bright those eyes are. How could someone with such bright eyes seek death?
Seeing Mu Shicang so angry that his expression rarely changed was worth it this time. Zuo Jinheng put the ticket on the hood of the car, waved his hand, and left.
But when he left, he seemed to have something to say, but in the end he didn't say anything.
After he left, Yang Shushu ignored Mu Shicang who was pinching her neck and dragged him over, trying to get the ticket, but Mu Shicang got there before her and picked it up.
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