A wealthy man offered a 10 billion yuan betrothal gift, and I married him!

Meng Shiting frowned, his eyes flashing with disdain, as if he was looking at a fool who overestimated his own abilities.

Then he quickly raised his fist and delivered a powerful punch.

The fist was only ten centimeters away from Lin Hanyu's face.

"Ah!" Lin Hanyu suddenly fell down.

Meng Shiting glanced at the air between the two of them, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "I haven't touched you yet."

Lin Hanyu suddenly raised his head from the ground, "I know. But if you touch me, my handsome face will be injured. If I get disfigured, I will be finished."

Meng Shiting: ...

However, with the appearance of Lin Hanyu, Meng Shiting finally calmed down.

Seeing the scarlet in his eyes gradually fade away, Lin Hanyu took the opportunity to get up.

He patted the dust off his body and looked at Meng Shiting seriously, "So can you tell me what happened?"

The next morning, Liu Mu woke up on the sofa.

She found herself sleeping in the living room all night without realizing it.

When her eyes fell on the blanket draped over her body, she thought it was Meng Shiting who had returned, and quickly got up and searched around.

However, the familiar figure was not found.

She asked the servant and found out that the man had not returned home all night.

The servants also put the blanket on her in the middle of the night because they were afraid she would catch a cold.

Knowing that the boss always does his own thing, Liu Mu decided not to waste his energy on it.

She has her own things to do today.

After a simple breakfast, Liu Mu took his new work and drove to Jiang Jing Studio.

However, what Liu Mu did not realize was that she had been targeted since the moment she stepped into the studio.

After taking a short rest in the studio and having a brief discussion with Jiang Jing about his plans for new work, Liu Mu got up and left.

As she drove away, she came to a main road and discovered it was blocked due to road construction.

"It's strange. He was fine when he came here." Liu Mu muttered softly.

But there was a roadblock after all, and she couldn't drive through, so she had to turn to the side road.

Unfortunately, not long after she drove in, she was rear-ended by a black van.

Liu Mu got out of the car angrily.

A person also got out of the van.

He was a burly man who looked very suspicious and was staring at her eagerly.

Liu Mu suddenly became alert and slowly backed away in small steps.

As expected, the man suddenly said, "Beauty, please come with us."

"Why?" Liu Mu secretly held the phone tightly, ready to call for help.

"Because someone paid to take you to a place."

"I'm sorry I can't agree to that."

While dealing with the suspicious man, she fumbled for the shortcut key and called the emergency contact.

When he heard the bell ringing, Meng Shiting only slightly raised his eyelids.

After glancing indifferently at the caller, he looked away and did not answer the call.

Then, Liu Mu tried a second and third time.

Still nothing happened.

She was only focused on the front, but didn't notice that she was surrounded from behind.

When she wanted to call other people, it was too late.

In just a moment, her cell phone was snatched away.

Liu Mu turned around in panic and saw the person behind her at a glance.

He is a man wearing sunglasses and looks like a gangster.

With a grim smile on his face, he angrily threw the phone to the ground in front of Liu Mu and crushed it with his foot.

And issued a warning fiercely: "Beauty, I advise you not to play tricks."

Realizing that he was trapped from both sides, Liu Mu decided to fight hard while looking for an opportunity to escape.

However, the opponent is also a martial artist.

After dodging her attacks several times, the man in sunglasses quickly stepped forward and covered her mouth and nose with a rag, taking advantage of Liu Mu's negligence.

The world was spinning and Liu Mu fell into a coma.

When she woke up again, she was in an abandoned room.

Liu Mu slowly stood up, looked around, and was surprised to find a table placed in the middle of the room.

The pens, inks, paper and inkstones are neatly arranged on it.

Outside the house, the man in sunglasses was holding the phone and talking to someone.

A woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Are you sure the person you arrested is okay?"

The man in sunglasses raised his lips, "Absolutely no problem! According to your instructions, any woman who takes a painting to that studio will be our key target of observation."

"The few people who were waiting in ambush before have all been ruled out. As for this woman, when I sent someone to eavesdrop on the roof, she mentioned participating in a competition under the name of Ting Xin. There is no doubt about it."

After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, the person decisively gave instructions, "Okay, then let's follow the previous plan and let her start painting first. As for the rest, we'll talk about it when I get back."

After hanging up the phone, Wan Cheng frowned deeply.

She didn't expect that after just a few days of being away, the people who stayed behind would run into Ting Xin.

But this time she was traveling with Meng Shian, so it was difficult for her to find an excuse to return early.

Right now, she just hopes Tingxin can complete the painting successfully.

Hopefully, everything will return to normal once she returns.

After receiving further instructions, the man in sunglasses hung up the phone and pushed open the door.

At first glance, I saw Liu Mu sitting there in a daze.

"Hey, you're awake." He smiled grimly.

Liu Mu raised his eyes, "Who are you and why did you arrest me?"

The man in sunglasses pointed at the table and said, "You will understand after you see it. We are asked by someone to draw a picture for you."

The man showed a sly smile, "You are Ting Xin himself, right?"

Liu Mu's hair stood on end.

Except Meng Shiting, no one knew her identity.

How did these people know?

Despite his doubts, Liu Mu decided to give it a try, "You've got the wrong person. I'm not that person."

The man in sunglasses was stunned at first, then he chuckled and said threateningly, "I told you not to play tricks. My people heard it clearly outside the studio. You said it yourself, take the newly sent painting and participate in some selection competition in the name of Tingxin."

Liu Mu suddenly realized that this was how he had heard the news.

She smiled calmly, "You are still mistaken. I am Tingxin's agent. I am responsible for handling all matters related to Tingxin. You kidnapped me and I can't draw."

The man in sunglasses stared at Liu Mu with a gloomy look in his eyes. He walked slowly towards her, suddenly grabbed her right hand, and asked sternly:

"Look at the ink on the palm of your hand. It was clearly applied when you were painting. Do you still want to quibble?"

Liu Mu's expression froze and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

I was so distracted by Meng Shiting's matter last night that I neglected to clean my hands.

The moment she hesitated, the man's face suddenly turned fierce and he quickly took out a Swiss knife from his waist.

With a flash of cold light, the tip of the knife pointed directly at Liu Mu's nose.

Liu Mu took a breath of cold air.

He knew that there was a huge size difference between him and his opponent, and that the opponent was skilled in kung fu and had a "weapon" in his hand.

If you confront them head-on, you'll always be at a disadvantage.

In desperation, Liu Mu could only choose to delay the attack and think of a solution later.

"Okay, I'll draw it." She pretended to be calm and spoke slowly.

……

Ever since Liu Mu called him a few times, Meng Shiting's eyes have been fixed on his mobile phone.

His expression was dark and unclear.