Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

The quiet house seemed to tell him that there was no other person.

But how could it not be?Her favorite stuffed animal was still in the same place, her cup was still there, everything was still there, but the person was gone.

"Why is it missing?!"

Fu Yanchen was like an ant on a hot pot, suddenly remembering something.

He hurriedly turned on the computer and called up the surveillance system in the living room at home.

In the surveillance video, some time after Fu Yanchen left, Qiao Muxi opened the door and walked out without knowing how to carry a bag on her back.

mobile phone!

I will definitely take my cell phone with me when I go out.He took out his phone and opened the address book with only one person.

Beep——, the phone you dialed has been turned off....

Snapped! !

Fu Yanchen slammed the phone against the wall, shattering it into pieces.The thread that had always existed in his mind like a needle in the sea was broken.

His eyes were dark, and he took out the spare phone on the table and dialed quickly. The phone was afraid of being squeezed out of shape in the next second in his hand with bulging veins.

Weaving through the traffic, there was silence in the car.

System [Happiness value dropped to 40]

【Hey】

Qiao Muxi hugged her bag and lowered her head in frustration, with hesitation on her face.The system continues after seeing this

[The male protagonist fluctuates so drastically, maybe I misunderstood him. The mission is for happiness. Now the happiness is completely related to you, so you can forget about the female protagonist. 】

The system kept chattering sincerely, and now the male protagonist's happiness value is completely based on Qiao Muxi's feelings. Before, Qiao Muxi cried a lot when he confessed to her.

Qiao Muxi had calmed down after her impulse. Her fingers were curled together, with an aggrieved and sad expression that was pitying.

After thinking about it seriously, Fu Yanchen was usually very kind to her and could do anything by herself. She was too impulsive, but she didn't want to see him now.

Then she asked the driver to go to her mother's place.

Qiao Muxi was thinking about how to explain that familiar and warm apartment to her mother.

It's not the weekend, she should be at work.

Qiao Muxi lowered her head and was thinking about what to say to her mother, when suddenly her forehead hit a hard and strong chest.

She rubbed her aching forehead with her little hand and frowned slightly. What she saw when she raised her head was Fu Yanchen's gloomy, carbon-colored face.

His eyes as sharp as an eagle stared at Qiao Muxi, his eyes filled with madness, anger, and regret.

Qiao Muxi's eyes were wide open, as if she couldn't believe it, and she froze on the spot.

Fu Yanchen grabbed the back of the little rabbit's neck with one hand in a slightly rough manner, like catching a bird. The fine cocoons on his big hands rubbed hard against the fair skin, leaving shallow marks.

With the other hand, he yanked open the car door and pushed Qiao Muxi in. He followed closely and got into the car and locked the door.

Qiao Muxi looked at the depressed person in front of her, and backed away a little in fear. She hit the car door on the other side and tried her best to shrink into a small ball.

"Now you know you're afraid?"

The low, hoarse voice that hadn't spoken for a long time was even more like sandpaper being rubbed across the table.

Qiao Muxi was even more frightened. She had never seen him like this before, and she shrank even more to prevent herself from being hurt.

Seeing the little rabbit trying to shrink back in fear, Fu Yanchen gritted his teeth and suppressed the low pressure in his body.

After a while, his tone became significantly calmer.

"Why are you running?"

Seeing this, Qiao Muxi became less intimidating and less scared. She said in a low voice:

"You don't have someone you like anymore..."

Fu Yanchen was furious:

"Who told you that I have someone I like?"

Slow down your tone and say it in a sincere tone.

"I only like you"

"Then you will meet Tan Yan today"

Qiao Muxi felt even more aggrieved when she thought of this, and said she liked her, which was a lie. Her eyes turned red with grievance, and her tone became tearful.

"We met to tell her not to spread rumors."

Fu Yanchen saw that the little rabbit's eyes were red again, and he was extremely pitiful.