818: C818 I'm Not as Good as You

C818 I'm Not as Good as You

Bo Qian opened the door and gestured for her to sit in. "They will start a large-scale search soon. We need to leave this place immediately."

Mu Shinian had no objections and sat in.

The car started and left this place.

Mu Shinian looked at the rearview mirror. Behind her, the smoke from the villa had gradually dissipated and some sounds started to drift out.

She turned her head and looked at the scenery outside the window. She was thinking about how to explain when the time came.

Bo Qian turned his head and saw her slender neck. Just as he was about to avert his gaze, he suddenly found an abnormal mark on her neck.

The car suddenly stopped.

Mu Shinian was thinking about something else and did not notice it for a moment. Her entire body was pulled by the seatbelt and she leaned forward awkwardly. Her head almost hit the car.

Bo Qian caught her in time and looked at her with a complicated expression.

Mu Shinian thought that someone had caught up from behind and looked back. It was pitch black and there was not even a shadow of a person.

She looked at Bo Qian curiously. "It broke down?"

It did not matter even if it broke down. She was a professional mechanic.

Bo Qian pursed his lips and said in a tense voice, "Injured?"

"..."

Mu Shinian nodded and shook her head. "No."

"..."

Bo Qian did not know if it was an illusion or not, but after he said that, his face darkened by more than two degrees.

Mu Shinian sighed and urged him, "Let's leave this place first."

Bo Qian pulled a long face and started the car again.

Phew.

Mu Shinian heaved a sigh of relief and looked out the window.

Why did it feel like Bo Qian was even angrier? Was it an illusion?

...

Bo Qian drove the car back.

In the manor, the maids and the butler had not returned yet. Once they returned, only white haired tiger excitedly rushed over.

Mu Shinian was just about to placate it a few times when Bo Qian pulled her wrist and brought her upstairs without any explanation.

Mu Shinian sensed the anger on the man and did not say much. She obediently followed.

Bo Qian brought her to the study room and pressed her onto the sofa. Then he sat behind her and wanted to rip her clothes off.

Mu Shinian was quick to react and grabbed his hand.

"What are you doing?"

Bo Qian grabbed her hand but did not answer. Under her stunned gaze, he pulled down her loose shirt, revealing a large patch of purple on her back.1

Mu Shinian secretly shouted, Not good. She suddenly stood up, pulled her clothes and was about to go out.

"Stop right there!"

Bo Qian pulled her back and pressed her onto the sofa. He held her waist with one hand and leaned her body against her back in danger.

"You are getting more and more capable. You have already suffered such a serious injury, and you still dare to say that you are fine!"

"It is not serious. Let go!"

Mu Shinian's attitude was very unyielding.

Bo Qian sneered twice. "It's not serious? If I ask you how you got hurt, do you want to answer? Did you accidentally fall again?"

... ""

Mu Shinian was speechless.

She really wanted to say that.

It was pitch black. It made sense even if she accidentally fell. This reason was simply perfect.

The only flaw was that Bo Qian had poked her too quickly, and she didn't have the chance to say it out loud.

Bo Qian suppressed his temper and asked word by word, "Can you take care of your body a little? Hands and back. Do you think you are Iron Man?"

... ""

Mu Shinian gritted her teeth and did not speak.

After a while, she could not hold it in and said, "My skills are not as good as yours. I will admit it if I get beaten up."

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