: 'm sorry: brother Sichen (1:

"Young master." "Should we take the young Madam away by force?" the bodyguard behind her could not help but ask.

Nian lie used all his strength to suppress the excruciating pain, forcing his face to turn even paler.

He stared at the door and said with difficulty,"no need."

He could not force her anymore.

He was afraid that she would disappear again.

Nian lie suppressed his feelings of jealousy and left quickly.

In the private room, Yan Sichen was extremely anxious. Qingqing, how are you? What did he say to you?"

Ning Qing was stunned. there's really no Zhenzhen.

Yan Sichen held her wrist, which was as hot as black iron.

Perhaps infected by his nervousness, ning Qing retracted her hand without a trace. I just said a few words. I'm really fine. Don't worry.

Yan Sichen's brown eyes flickered with worry, but he only looked at her face after she repeatedly emphasized that she was fine.

Then, his face suddenly darkened.

"Qing Qing."