Chapter 215 You Don't Want to Kill People, Do You?

Xuxu shook her head, smiled and said, "It's okay, she's very sensible."

As she spoke, she looked at the little girl who had already blended into the group of children, her eyes gradually becoming melancholy.

"I can't see that you like children so much."

Zhou Shuang's voice sounded in her ear, she smiled and didn't speak.

Then I heard her say, "Since you like children, hurry up and make love with Yan Rusheng. Although his character is a bit poor, his genes are still very good. The child born from the combination of the two of you must be wise and beautiful. "

"Of course, the premise is that you must not pretend to be 13 like his father."

She chattered on and on, Xuxu just looked at the little girl who had approached the crowd, the little figure looked pitiful and cute among the group of children.

The child born from the combination of the two of you must be wise and beautiful...

Recalling what Zhou Shuang said just now, she sighed in disappointment.

...

Rong Sheng.

Yan Rusheng stared at the monitoring screen that was being played on the computer screen, his face was gloomy, and his dark eyes were full of murderous intent.

The screen stopped playing at the end. He reached out and took out the cigarette case from the drawer, took a cigarette in his mouth, and lit it.

The other hand was on the table, pressing a few call records and bank card withdrawal and transfer receipts, clenched his fist, and every muscle was bulging.

The smoke of white vines spit out from his mouth, as if wisps of cold frost, the air seemed to be frozen.

The man sitting opposite him was wearing a black T-shirt, and his handsome face showed fear, "Yan San, you won't kill someone, will you?"

But there was no trace of fear in his tone.

"How could I kill someone?" Yan Rusheng looked over, raised his eyebrows coldly, paused, and then continued, "Mu Battalion Commander, this matter, you should do it to the end."

"What?" The corners of Mu Qingteng's mouth twitched, "Yan San, you're making progress."

Yan Rusheng pursed his lips coldly, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, and he was murderous.

Mu Qingteng was helpless, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, send the Buddha to the west, help people to the end, I understand."

I really let him arrange it himself, and it would be strange if no lives were lost.

As he said that, he pressed the armrests of the chair with both hands, and stood up tall. His whole body exuded his unique military atmosphere of Battalion Commander Mu, strong yet elegant, noble yet righteous.

He turned around to leave, but then suddenly remembered something, looked at Yan Rusheng and said, "I won't touch An Cheng, so don't shake me out then."

Yan Rusheng still pursed his lips, and Mu Qingteng didn't intend to let him speak.

After explaining, he strode away.

...

The black S600 arrived at the gate of the yard, turned in the same direction and entered the yard, stopped steadily and then the lights went out along with the car's ignition.

The driver's door opened, Yan Rusheng got out of the car, and walked into the house impatiently.

"The third young master is back."

Entering the living room, Aunt Zhang was coming out of the dining room.

He gave an 'um', and then asked, "Has she eaten?"

Usually he comes back right after work, but today he came back a bit late, and it was past time for dinner.

Aunt Zhang naturally knew who he was referring to by 'she', "I was about to call Miss. She went out with Miss Zhou in the afternoon and hasn't come back yet."

Hearing this, Yan Rusheng frowned in displeasure, "Have you been out all afternoon?"