When Mu Wanqing heard Yang Mu'an's words, her nose became even more sore. She stretched out her hands to hold him tighter in her arms. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a black car creaked and took him away.
With an unstoppable and cold momentum, it suddenly stopped in front of their mother and son...
Intuitively, Mu Wanqing realized the approaching danger almost immediately.
She reflexively hugged Yang Muan and tried to escape.
However, she was not allowed to run a few more steps. There was a "bang" sound, and a bullet hit the cement floor at her feet. The originally smooth road suddenly sunk into a small round hole.
Mu Wanqing immediately stiffened her back and stood there firmly, not daring to make any more movements.
Turning around at an extremely slow speed, she saw three bodyguards wearing black sunglasses, each holding a pistol that emitted a cold light under the bright sunshine. And they, without any politeness,
Aiming the black muzzle at her, and the admiration An in her arms...
Passing through the lobby on the first floor, the manager who always came up with all kinds of excuses and reasons to flatter Yang Mufan immediately shook his head and stepped forward with a smile: "President, are you going out for lunch?! Which restaurant do you like, please give the address
Give it to me and I'll buy it for you, so you don't have to bother the CEO to go there himself."
Yang Mufan didn't even pay attention to his flattery.
His cold, handsome face showed no expression, and he walked quickly towards the door on his long, strong legs.
The lobby manager saw it, and the smile on his lips was a little stiff.
However, he still trotted behind Yang Mufan and continued to smile: "President, are you going out to buy lunch for the young master and Miss Mu?! President, you are so kind to the young master and Miss Mu."
"Creak", Yang Mufan's eager steps suddenly paused, he turned around and asked coldly: "What do you mean by this?!"
The lobby manager was shocked and did not react immediately to Yang Mufan's sudden actions and questions. When he calmed down, he was pleasantly surprised and extremely flattered.
"President……"
"Let me ask you: What did you mean by what you just said!!! I don't like to listen to nonsense!!!!!!"
"..." The lobby manager was so frightened by the anger that appeared on Yan Mufan's deep and three-dimensional face that he suddenly jumped up and explained, "At around 11 o'clock in the morning, Miss Mu came with the young master.
The company said they were here to have lunch with you, but why, they weren’t in the company?! How is that possible? I obviously saw them entering the elevator."
Hearing this, admire Fan Ying's sharp eyebrows immediately frowned like something else. He turned around and walked towards the door, taking out his cell phone to call Mu Wanqing. However, Mu Wanqing's cell phone was turned off.
After Yang Mufan made several calls in succession, he changed the number. When the call was connected, Yang Mufan didn't allow the other party to speak, and asked aloud: "Are Mu Wanqing and the young master at home?!"