Chapter 819

"Sheng Zhixun! Stop! " Gu Nanpei screamed and held the man's arm in time to stop him.

"Let go!" Sheng Zhixun glared at Gu Nanpei and wanted to take back his arm.

She hugged hard, as if she would never let go. She gnashed her teeth and said, "today is the death day of churan. Do you have to fight in front of churan? Do you want churan to die in peace? "

This sentence, like a basin of cold water, poured Sheng Zhixun from beginning to end, and suddenly silenced his excited emotion.

A moment later, he gasped, "let go of me..."

Hearing his tone calmed down a lot, Gu Nanpei dared to slowly release his hand, but still stared at him with vigilant eyes, for fear that he would make any terrible actions.

"I won't let you in." Sheng Zhixun looked directly at Sheng Shimo opposite him, pointed to the group of guards beside him and said coldly, "if you want to go in, you can step on my body and have a try!"

In an instant, the atmosphere became more tense.

Two men, who are in a stalemate, have similar looks and the same cold and arrogant. They collide with each other and burst out a powerful aura. It is frightening, unable to look at them, and even want to turn around and escape.

A moment later, Sheng Shimo compromised.

Without saying anything, he turned to the extended Lincoln, and a group of bodyguards hurried up.

Sheng Zhixun's tight body was relaxed until he saw the man get on the car and the dark Lincoln slowly driving away. A layer of cold sweat exuded from his forehead.

Gu Nanpei anxiously grabbed his arm and said, "are you okay?"

Sheng Zhixun directly shook off her hand and walked towards the gate of the cemetery.

A snap.

A bank card suddenly fell on the desk in the security room. The security guard was so frightened that he looked up and saw Sheng Zhixun standing in front of him.

"There are 500000 here. Did the man see it? From now on, I'm not going to let him step here again! "

Five hundred thousand?

The security guard's eyes suddenly lit up, hurried to answer, grabbed the bank card and stuffed it into his pocket for fear of being robbed.

In Lincoln's car, a bodyguard knelt down on one knee in front of Sheng Shimo. "It's true that Mr. Sheng will go to the cemetery to pay tribute to Miss Wen in the afternoon after his subordinate's investigation."

"Forget it."

The cold voice sounded, as if with a trace of helplessness.

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"HMM... I love bathing, a lot of bubbles, I love bathing, turtles fall..."

Beautiful songs echoed in the open bathroom.

Wen churan is rolling up his sleeves and sitting by the bathtub, humming a tone and wiping the body of the small milk can with a bath ball.

Soon, the soft body of a small milk bottle was covered by foam and turned into a real glutinous rice dumpling.

Glutinous rice dumplings only showed a pair of big eyes full of dislike, looked at their own hemp, and asked, "hemp... Can you stop singing such a childish song?"

"Childish?" Wen began to throw a bubble on his cerebellar bag. "This is clearly the song you should listen to at this age." Baby... Can you be like a normal baby, don't be so mature, mature and scared... "

The little milk jar was very unconvinced and snorted, "smelly woman, if I'm immature, how can I protect you? How do you earn money to support you? "