Chapter 1575

Haicheng is one of the earliest developed cities in China. On the night of seven o'clock, there are many pedestrians on the road. The roadside audio and video shops, dance halls and single family cinemas are all lit with neon lights.

Young people who drive Santana in washed denim coats and hot trendy boomers will whistle at mummies in taxis waiting for red lights at intersections.

Under this, Mu Mian's mood is even worse.

The taxi driver turned to look at Mu Mian: "Oh, these young people, who are not engaged in business, little girl, this road is all a dance hall, or we can take another way."

Mu Mian nodded: "well, go to a quiet place."

Master smile, step on the gas pedal, turn a corner, into a more secluded path.

After the taxi, Ye Cheng and his two brothers who started a business together went out of a cinema and saw a taxi passing by.

Ye Cheng frowned: "that looks like Mu Mian."

His brother Zhou Jun put his shoulder: "how can you hang up Mu Mian all day long? Today's brother's birthday, we have to go to the dance hall in a moment. You can say that."

Ye Cheng pushes him away and gets on his Jetta in a hurry.

Zhou Jun chased the car for a few steps: "Hello, brother, you are not interesting. I work all day for you, work day and night, your brother has a birthday, and it's hard to relax."

Before the car chuckles away, Ye Cheng says, "it's not that you didn't get your salary and bonus I'm leaving... "

The Jetta ran away, leaving two bachelors looking at each other's tears: "Ye Cheng, this grandson, is really not a thing."

"In his eyes, there is only mu Mian, who has the opposite sex and has no human grandson!"

Ye Cheng drives and quickly catches up with Mu Mian's taxi.

The taxi doesn't go to her home. Where is she going?

He didn't dare to force him to stop. He only dared to follow him not far away.

The car is getting more and more remote. Ye Cheng feels something is wrong.

After driving for a long time, Mu Mian suddenly looked up: "hmm? Why haven't you arrived so long? "

Tang Ji'an's home is not so far away from her home. The driver said coldly, "well, it's coming soon."

Mu Mian vaguely felt that it was a little dangerous, because it was very partial. It was a small road without street lights. Occasionally, there were cars driving by, but they were all roaring by.

She pulled the seat belt, looked alert and said: "master, which road are you going?"

The master's voice was low: "I won't take you around. I'll be there soon."

Mu Mian was a little flustered. She forced herself to calm down and said, "I told my partner that I would go home before 7:30. He can't see me after work from the procuratorate. I'm afraid he will be in a hurry. Master, would you please do as soon as possible?"

The master whispered, "are you targeting a prosecutor?"

Mu Mian cut the railway: "yes."

I hope the title of prosecutor can be used to cover him.

The driver said coldly: "I heard that the salary of the prosecutor is not low. How can you live in sanyuanfang?"

Mu Mian's heart began to jump wildly: "we have been living there, living out of feelings, do not want to change the house."

The driver suddenly stopped the car, and Mu Mian was frightened: "what's the matter?"

The driver's big hand suddenly stretched out to put his arms around her shoulder. Mu Mian was in despair. The public order in Haicheng was always good. Could she even encounter such things?

"I didn't fool you. My target is not only the prosecutor, but also the deputy president of the procuratorate. His name is Tang Jian, and he is the second son of Mr. Tang Qingru, the former mayor of Haicheng. You are from Haicheng. You should hear about him."