In the traffic authority.

Yuxuan and Sheng Yilun sat side by side on the bench.

"Do young people nowadays kill Matt like that“

"Go and see if you are ill. Don't stop on the main road and cramp. Be a goat crazy?"

"It has seriously affected the traffic order and disturbed the residents..."

When the staff went out, Yuxuan sighed.

Glancing at the monitor, he carefully elbowed against Sheng Yilun, "didn't you say that it's okay to punish the money? Why don't you let us go? "

"The plot is too serious," said Sheng Yilun, a dandy, holding his arm uninhibited and leaning obliquely against the back of the chair. His simple posture is naturally wild and rebellious.

He half closed his eyes and lifted up a few threads of unclear meaning on the corners of his lips. He casually frightened her, "maybe, it's not certain to detain for ten days and a half months."

"Detention?!"

"Surprised, not surprised?" Sheng Yilun stretched out his hand, took her shoulder, smiled frivolously and uninhibited, "you can rest assured that you won't suffer if you share a room with my lonely men and women."

Yuxuan was so anxious that he stared. He still wanted to settle down here?

Young master Shanda, you are really fearless.

Just about to complain about him, there was a commotion outside the door.

Then came the whispers of the female staff.

What, who's here?

Just thinking, the door suddenly opened.

When they saw the people coming in, they were stunned.

Li Beichen stared at her coldly, introverted, but did not lose his edge.

Thin lips lightly pursed, like a cold ice line, until they were frozen to people's seven meridians and eight veins.

The sharp knife like eyes alone were enough for them to lingchi several times.

He didn't speak. He gave a few words to the man next to him, and then turned and left.

The clerk came in and made a sign of invitation, "Mrs. Li, Master Sheng, you can leave."

Out of the traffic control bureau, Sheng Yilun was picked up by the people sent by Sheng Qiming.

Before leaving, he repeatedly told Yuxuan to take good care of himself.

"Well, I'm not a three-year-old anymore." Yuxuan worried that Li Beichen would press him with Sheng group and kept urging him to leave.

But she herself stood where she was and looked at Lincoln leaving until she couldn't see him.

Seriously, she's a little sad.

"What are you doing there? Wait for me to give you an award? "

Li Beichen narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at her back, and his low voice was so angry.

Yuxuan turned back, walked over, opened the door and sat in the co driver's seat.

Late into the night, it was already dark, and even the light from the street lamps was just a hazy silhouette.

Driving Maybach, Li Beichen controlled the steering wheel with one hand and put his hand on the window without saying a word.

Along the way, he always strained his handsome face.

His impeccable face was as cold as an iceberg, as if it would collapse because of a little noise.

Yuxuan didn't dare to make a sound. The atmosphere in the car became a little depressed, torturing her nerves.

But unexpectedly, he spoke first.

"Specially came out to see him?" Li Beichen looked back coldly, squinting at her with cold eyes.

Yuxuan leaned his head sideways, leaned wearily against the back of the chair, and answered confidently, "No."

As soon as he raised his eyebrows, he smiled. At the same time, his cold thin lips were cruel and cruel.

Her calm strength of telling lies with her eyes open made Li Beichen upset that he didn't come.

"Good, good. Now even lying is so fascinating?"

In a word, Yuxuan was shocked.

He bowed his head and counted his fingers.