Superpower: The domineering president is my wife.

Su Muxue vaguely heard Huang Mao's roar not far behind her, but she didn't dare to look back and could only run towards the parking lot with all her strength.

Fortunately, her car was parked very close to the exit. Su Muxue opened the door, quickly locked it, stepped on the accelerator, and rushed out of the parking lot.

She didn't know how far she had driven until she regained consciousness and made sure there were no suspicious people or vehicles behind her, then she parked the car on the side of the road.

Her hands and feet were cold, and her whole body was trembling like chaff. All the fear came at this moment. She bit her lip with her teeth and tightly held the dirt on her chest with both hands to prevent herself from making a sound.

But in the end, after a shrill roar, tears burst out.

She was almost crazy, rubbing her neck and arms with her hands, as if this could get rid of the disgusting smell left by the yellow hair on her body.

Tears gradually blurred Su Muxue's vision, and a suffocating feeling similar to lack of oxygen enveloped her.

She asked why over and over again! Why!

Why didn't Feng Yan even look at her from beginning to end?

Even with just one glance, he could see that Huang Mao was blocking her way, which relieved her from danger.

Even if it's just because she is Su Beichen's biological sister.

But no! Nothing at all!

In her 23 years of glorious life, Su Muxue, she has always been a princess held in high esteem by all the stars. She has never suffered such humiliation. She has always wanted the wind to prevail and the rain to prevail.

There is never a shortage of suitors around her, and those people even regard her as a goddess.

But now, why did she end up in such a situation, to be humiliated by a scum in the mud and have her hands on her.

Su Muxue tried her best to adjust her breathing, looked in the rearview mirror, and wiped the tears from her face.

Her green-white fingers caressed the red and swollen cheeks covered with yellow hair. The bright red fingerprints were like some kind of brand of shame, piercing her nerves deeply.

She, Su Muxue, remembered today's shame!

She wiped away the blood stains on the corners of her lips with her fingertips, and then slowly curled her lips.

His eyes were like tempered poison, looking into the dark distance outside the car.

All of this was caused by that woman.

She was just a lowly person who frequented bars and nightclubs. How could she be treated differently by Feng Yan just because of her charming and charming face?

Obviously only a bitch like her is the most worthy of such scum in the mud, isn't it?

Su Muxue laughed softly twice first, and then laughed in the car as if she was crazy.

But as he smiled, tears started to flow again.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Su Beichen, telling him that she was going to stay at a friend's house for a few days and would not go back.

Su Beichen just thought that she was just like before, because she was ignored by Feng Yan again and was hit, so she left in anger, so he told her to pay attention to her safety, and didn't think much about it.

Su Muxue took out a tissue, wiped away the tears on her face, and briefly touched up her makeup in the rearview mirror.

Then she drove to a hotel. She wore wide sunglasses, covered the redness and swelling on her face with her long hair, and put a silk scarf on her body to block the dirt on her chest. After checking in, she quickly entered the room and locked it. door.

And just finishing all this seemed to drain her of all her strength. She leaned against the door panel and slowly fell to the carpet.

Su Muxue smiled mockingly and just sat there blankly.

I don't know how long it took for her to suddenly come to life. She sat up straight, moved her stiff hands and feet, got up and went to the bathroom.

*

*

With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened.

Feng Yan made a "please" gesture in a very gentlemanly manner and asked Dai Xi to walk in front of him.

"Miss Dai Xi, to be honest, today is the birthday of a friend of mine, so..." Feng Yan smiled and continued: "If you don't mind, we can change the box and continue what we just said. conversation."

Dai Xi shrugged indifferently. She originally wanted to talk about it in their box.

But when she saw the bright lock on their box door, she frowned in confusion.

What the hell is Jiang Feiyan doing?

Then she looked back and saw Li Mo, who was also confused. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Since today is an unlucky day, let's change it some other time. It's not that important anyway." She said calmly, then turned to Li Mo and said, "Let's go, Ah Mo, go home!"

"Okay!" Li Mo cheered.

"Miss Dai Xi, please stay!" Feng Yan's voice was low, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

"Huh?" Dai Xi raised her eyebrows, "Mr. Feng, do you have anything else?"

"I wonder when Miss Dai Xi mentioned another day?"

"Haha...Mr. Feng, you seem to be in a hurry?" Dai Xi chuckled twice, "If you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly."

"Miss Dai Xi, if it's convenient, could you leave me your contact information?" Feng Yan took out his cell phone and handed it to her.

She looked at the man's slender knuckles, suppressed the corners of her mouth that couldn't help but want to curl up, and quickly reported a series of numbers. After speaking, she left without looking back.

"We don't care about Sister Yan?" Li Mo asked in a low voice.

"Didn't you see the big lock on the door? Who knows what the hell that woman is up to?" She pressed the elevator button with her long finger and continued: "Anyway, no one should be able to hurt her in this area. Got her."

After hearing this, Li Mo couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

Jiang Feiyan, after all, was also the "Red Spirit" who made everyone on the road frightened, so she would not capsize in this small gutter.

So he followed Dai Xi with peace of mind.

Feng Yan looked at the little girl walking away so neatly and sighed softly.

He tapped the phone screen with his long knuckles, entered the string of numbers just now, and then saved it.

He looked at the closed elevator door again and dialed the phone.

"Third Master." Qin Hua's voice came.

"Go and check. During the period after Miss Dai Xi left the hotel, where did she go and who did she meet? The more detailed the better."

"Yes, Third Master."

"Where's Ah Feng, how is he?"

"The military team said he wanted to be alone for a while."

After Feng Yan was silent for a few seconds, he said a faint "hmm" and continued: "Get the car ready and go back to Yayuan."

"Yes, Third Master."

Feng Yan hung up the phone, turned around and walked into the elevator.

*

*

Jiang Feiyan, who was in a daze after drinking, shook his swollen head vigorously, looked at the empty box, and said a classic Chinese quintessence.

These two little heartless people actually left her alone and left. How unjust!

She straightened out her wrinkled suit skirt, wandered to the door, and pushed the box door casually.

Um? It can't be pushed!

She pushed hard again, but the box door still didn't move at all.

"Who was the one who was stabbed a thousand times? He actually locked the door. I wonder if I'm still inside!"

She looked at the box door in front of her, and her head, which was not very clear to begin with, suddenly became angry. She uttered a curse word in her mouth, suddenly exerted force on her palm, and pulled down the door handle with all her strength.

As a result, the exaggerated gilt-carved door handle broke instantly.

"Fuck! A broken door, just trying to stop me!" Jiang Feiyan threw the doorknob in his hand backwards in a parabola, then shook off Hentiangao at his feet and began to warm up.

With a "bang" sound, she kicked open the box door, and the big shiny lock flew dozens of meters away.

She held Hentiangao in her hand, looked at the deserted corridor, and scratched her messy hair.

Jiang Feiyan looked at the dazzlingly bright corridors that looked almost the same. He couldn't tell the direction, so he could only walk towards the safety stairs closest to the box.