Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Although Mo An had plucked up the courage to look directly at the canonization, her eyes were wary.

It was indeed because the canonization helped her that she would go back.

But another reason for her to keep going was the girl who was standing next to the car not much older than her.

Mo An didn't dare to look at the cold eyes of the Feng Sheng for too long. She was so frightened that she moved her eyes to look at Luo Yangyang.

Luo Yangyang's first impression was so good, he was gentle and quiet, and he didn't look like a bad person.

So, this man with her shouldn't be a bad person, right?

"The price?" Feng Sheng didn't expect Mo An to say something like this, "Did I say that you should pay the price for saving you?"

Mo An's words also made the canonization think deeply.

What has she experienced over the years? At a young age, she thought that doing anything was a price.

"Then why are you saving me?" Mo An looked at the canonization with some surprise, "You should see that I have no money."

There is nothing on her, for someone like her.

Even if it is for help, the chance of being rescued is small.

Therefore, for the proactive rescue of the canonization, Mo An never believed that he really had no purpose at all.

"Don't want your money."

Feng Sheng's cold eyes swept up and down, sweeping Mo An from head to toe.

She probably doesn't even have a few cents on her body.

"Then what do you want?"

The canonized eyes made Mo An particularly uncomfortable.

It's not that there is something wrong with the canonized eyes, but that she feels uncomfortable.

She is in tatters, he must look down on her very much, right?

Thinking of this, Mo An was running barefoot with several wounds because he was running without shoes, and his embarrassed toes shrank.

"I need nothing."

The answer to the canonization is also concise.

"Then why are you saving me?"

Mo An went back to this question again.

She does not envelop Saint is a person who can help strangers casually on the street.

He has a cold face, it is difficult to get along with such a person, how could he be kind to save her.

"Are you called Mo An?"

The canonization did not answer Mo An's question, but instead asked.

"how do you know?"

Mo An's black and white eyes opened in surprise, and the shock was beyond words.

Mo An's expression was tantamount to acquiescence. Feng Sheng glanced at her, opened the back seat door directly, and said to her: "Get in the car."

After the canonization, regardless of Mo An's reaction, he opened the passenger car door.

Luo Yangyang consciously walked over when he opened the passenger car door.

Feng Sheng's hand was on the top of the car door, and after Luo Yangyang was carefully sent into the car, he closed the door.

After that, the canonization put her Mo An aside without looking at her, and went around and sat in the driver's seat.

In a slightly weird atmosphere.

Mo An stood alone on the side of the road, next to a low-key luxury black Bentley.

The rear door of the luxury car is wide open, but standing alone beside the car, it seems that there is no intention to get on the car.

"She doesn't seem to get in the car, or I will let her up."

Luo Yangyang saw that Mo An had been standing still, so he unfastened his seat belt and wanted to get off the car.

"Don't." The canonization grabbed her to release the seat belt, "Let her come up by herself."

The door was opened to her, what else do you want.

"What if she never gets in the car?"

Luo Yangyang put on his seat belt again.

"She will leave without getting in the car."

The canonization took the time to sit in the car and didn't rush to drive away.