My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1315 Rescue (1)

Feeling Cheng Lan's change, Wushuang's heart raised her throat again, wondering what she would do in the next second.

Mu Zhilan naturally felt it too, and saw that she only glanced at Cheng Lan faintly, then she retracted her gaze, and she lowered her eyes as if she was muttering to herself, "If you really love Chen'er, love Wu Jiwu, how can you treat him? Mother is like this, Shuangshuang will not treat me like this."

Cheng Lan's eyes converged, and he put away the surging wind that had just come, and also lowered his eyes.

There was an unusual atmosphere in the air. The time passed by. No one talked anymore. Only a few birds calling faintly outside the window, plus the mud on Cheng Lan's shoes, it was probably far away from the city. Countryside fields.

I don't know if Mu Jinchen can find this place.

Wushuang thought in a mess, and saw Cheng Lan's voice sounded faintly again, "Auntie, if it weren't like this, I wouldn't even have a chance to see Jin Chen, so why love him? I can only wrong you first, as for her..."

Cheng Lan turned his attention to Wushuang's body, and her voice suddenly became cold, "Originally, we can only live one, but I am generous. I don't mind her coming down because she is still pregnant with a child."

Wushuang and Mu Zhilan looked at each other, and read the same message from each other's eyes, "Madman."

They just staggered at a glance, and both of them did not answer her words tacitly, not wanting to stimulate the lunatic.

In a moment, the warehouse became quiet again. Cheng Lan thoughtfully looked at the ray of sunlight floating in from the window, her squiggly eyes blinking occasionally, obscure.

I don’t know how long it took, Wushuang only felt very thirsty, the torn skin on her hands was tingling fiercely, and her feet were a little numb. The appearance of her frowning naturally couldn’t escape from watching her from time to time. Zhilan.

"Lan'er, auntie please, go and untie the rope on Shuangshuang. She is very uncomfortable. Auntie is here, Shuangshuang will not go away alone."

Hearing that, Cheng Lan's gaze was retracted from the sunlight on the ground that had moved a position, and he glanced in Wushuang's direction lightly, then retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes, with no expression on his face, and did not answer. The words of Mu Zhilan.

Mu Zhilan saw that Wushuang had already begun to sweat on his head, and was a little anxious, "Lan'er, even if you don't let go of her, loosen her rope a little, you make her feel uncomfortable..."

"To shut up!"

"Boom...hoo..."

As soon as Cheng Lan dropped two words, he jumped up and went to the window to see the situation outside.

Sure enough, someone came.

At this moment, one of the thugs guarding at the door also pushed in. He was still holding a short gun in his hand. Wushuang's heart and soul were all upset, "Miss, someone is coming."

"I see. Leave five people, and the rest will step aside first to see if anyone else is following. Wait for my password."

"Yes!"

Hearing this, the figure instantly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Wushuang followed Xia Jingshan to practice martial arts since he was a child. With such agile skills, he knew he was a master at a glance. He still had a gun in his hand. If Mu Jinchen really came here alone, how could this be good?

Wushuang thought of anxiety, and the sweat on his forehead began to flow down drop by drop.

"Shuangshuang, don't scare mom, is it uncomfortable?"

(End of this chapter)