Drop Me Off, Mo Jingshen. I Won't Trouble You

The moment Ji Nuan heard the voice, she froze.

She turned her eyes and saw Mo Jingshen at the door, whose cold and clear eyes rested on Xiao Luye's hand. His black eyes narrowed dangerously with fierce killing intent in them.

Wasn't he indifferent?

Didn't he take no notice? Didn't he care whether she lived or died?

Why did he come here?

Although Ji Nuan was a bit moved, she just took a cold look at the man without any movement, but her hand that was trying to push Xiao Luye away relaxed a bit.

Xiao Luye took the opportunity to clasp her in his arms and glanced at Mo Jingshen with a faint smile. "What? CEO Mo, how dare you come here alone? Do you think these bodyguards are just for show? What makes you think you can just take your wife away so easily?"

Mo Jingshen gave him a cold look; his voice was freezingly cold. "How dare you lay your hand on my woman?"

Ji Nuan froze.