Yan Zhan stood at the door and looked at him coolly.
How can a virgin say this in front of a little girl if he is not a virgin?
"What's wrong, what's wrong? You don't want me to prove my innocence?" Childhood shouted loudly.
In order to prevent him from saying anything shocking, Manshu quickly interrupted him: "I believe, I believe you are still a virgin, and it doesn't matter if you remain a virgin your whole life."
Who can't tell a lie anymore?
She shouldn't have rolled her eyes just now.
Oh, no, she wasn't supposed to hear him talking on the phone!
Childhood looked at her with disbelief: "Sister, your curse is a bit harsh. We have no complaints, why do you say that I will be like this all my life..."
The last two words were not spoken because Yan Zhan handed him a knife as a warning.
He pursed his lips, obviously dissatisfied.
After a while of silence, he refused to be left alone: "You haven't said who you are and what your relationship is with Yan Zhan. How can you be wiped off your neck?"
Manshu subconsciously looked at Yan Zhan.
Whether you can say it or not depends on what he means.
Childhood naturally noticed her actions and couldn't help but laugh.
"Don't be afraid of him. He doesn't dare to do anything to you when brother is here."
Yan Zhan didn't react at all, probably because he felt there was nothing he couldn't say to his childhood.
Manshu said: "My name is Yan Manshu. I just took Mr. Yan's ride and met a madman."
She didn't know who the person who attacked and held her hostage was, wasn't she just charming?
As for the Divine Thief Sect, it doesn’t sound like a serious sect at first glance. I probably didn’t even know it when I heard about it in my childhood.
"What kind of lunatic is there to wipe people's necks? That person wiped your neck to threaten Yan Zhan, right?"
"I don't know." Manshu didn't want to say more.
Whatever he wanted to know when he was a child, Yan Zhan would naturally tell him what he wanted to say.
She doesn't know, and it's not easy to ask about her childhood.
Just: "Your surname is also Yan? What is your relationship with the Yan family? Are you a distant relative?"
"Don't tell me yet, I think you look a lot like the Yan family."
Just talk about childhood casually.
Manshu just shook her head and said that her last name had the same pronunciation but different characters.
"Fine."
Childhood had treated her wounds and tied a bow around her neck.
She also told her: "Don't touch the wound with water. It's hot now and it's easy to get inflamed. You'd better not go out, stay in an air-conditioned room, and don't sweat."
"Will it leave scars?"
Manshu asked suddenly.
She also subconsciously rubbed her right wrist.
When his wrists were cut and his blood was bled, if he had not died, he would probably have left ugly scars, right?
After all, Yan Siyu is a crazy woman. When she cuts her wrist, she can see the crazy excitement in her eyes.
"I thought the little girl didn't care about beauty or ugliness." Tong Yan smiled, "The wounds treated by others may leave scars, but with brother here, they will definitely not. Of course, you must be able to pay."
Manshu was relieved.
With Yan Zhan here, it's impossible not to be able to pay.
She suffered an unreasonable disaster because of Yan Zhan.
The other party can't be so stingy that they won't give you money.
Yan Zhan no longer paid attention to the two of them. He stood at the door of the villa.
A group of people from the security team stood in a row outside, dejected.
"Sorry, Mr. Yan, the person was not found."
They searched for nearly half an hour, using both monitoring and manual collaboration.
But that person seemed to disappear out of thin air, coming without a trace and leaving without a trace.
"Keep an eye on the surveillance cameras in various districts. He may still be hiding inside."
Yan Zhan's face was condensed.
The thief's door? It's really amazing to be able to escape so quickly.