Chapter 854 The Tenth Villain 63

"Do you think I should call the police?" Su Xincheng asked with a sad face, "I'm afraid that such terrible things will continue to happen in the future, and when Li Chuan comes back, I have to figure out a way with him to find out who is behind the scenes. "

Call the police?

Jian Tong was stunned for a moment, and her heart tightened a little. She realized that she didn't want anything to happen to Mu Nanche. What should she do to make him let go of his plan to resurrect Yan Xiran?

She knew that he loved her very much, and it was basically impossible for him to give up. It seemed that she still had to talk to Mu Nanche.

After Jiang Lichuan came back from shopping, he went to the kitchen to make lunch. After eating at Su Xincheng's house, he stayed with her for a while, and Jian Tong was going to find Mu Nanche again.

She didn't know where his company was, so she had to ask the system for help and went to the vicinity of his company to wait for him to get off work.

It was very late, and Mu Nanche just came out of the company and was about to drive away, but he was stunned when he saw a familiar figure across the road.

It was a little cold at night, Jian Tong folded her arms and hid on the side of the road shivering. When she saw Mu Nanche coming out of the company, she immediately pretended to fall to the ground, holding her stomach in pain.

Mu Nanche is a hard-spoken and soft-hearted person, even if he doesn't like her, she doesn't believe that he will die without saving him.

Sure enough, seeing Jian Tong suddenly fell to the ground, Mu Nanche's heart almost stopped beating. He ignored the traffic lights on the side of the street, rushed to the opposite side of the road, squatted down in a panic and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Stomach... Stomach pain." Jian Tong saw that Mu Nanche had been fooled, and she pretended to cry out in pain, "It probably happened because of eating bad food."

"I'll take you to the hospital." Mu Nanche immediately hugged Jian Tong by the waist, and quickly ran to the side of the car.

Nestled in Mu Nanche's arms, Jian Tong looked at his nervous face, and suddenly felt that he didn't hate her as much as he thought.

Quickly opening the car door, Mu Nanche put her behind, took off his suit and covered Jian Tong who was curled up in a ball, but she reached out and grabbed him, calling out, "Mu Nanche!"

"...I'm here." He was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice, with tenderness in his voice.

"You don't need to send me to the hospital. I'm in physical pain. It's fine. You can take me home." Jian Tong sat up, said something to him, and told him the address by the way.

"...Okay." Mu Nanche replied, and drove to Jian Tong's house. When he passed by a store, he stopped the car and said to her, "Wait for me!"

He got out of the car and walked into the store, came out after a while, and handed Jian Tong a box of medicine for dysmenorrhea, "You take this."

Dazed for a moment, Jian Tong took the medicine from his hand, her nose was sore, and suddenly she wanted to cry, she turned her face away, and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you."

She would rather Mu Nanche be pregnant with her now, so that she can be ruthless and ask Su Xincheng to call the police, find evidence to expose him, and his plan to resurrect Yan Xiran will not succeed. He treats her well, and she is afraid that she will My heart softened.

Mu Nanche didn't say anything, and continued to drive towards her house.

When he arrived at Jian Tong's house, he stopped the car, looked at the place where she lived, and then looked back at her in the back seat. She was lying on the back with her back to him. Mu Nanche thought she was asleep, so he got out of the car and drove After opening the door at the back, he leaned over and was about to hug her back.

Jian Tong caught off guard and hooked his neck, and kissed him, her tears rolling down from her eyes uncontrollably...

(End of this chapter)

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