Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 2

Xue Yu was stunned.

He lives in a society governed by the rule of law, so how come someone forced him into a car in broad daylight?

Could it be that someone the original owner had offended before came to seek revenge?

The original owner was so helpless and domineering that it was not unusual for him to offend anyone, but it was such a coincidence that he could be found here.

He won't have to collect the lunch before completing the task, right...

As soon as Xue Yu got in the car, the man with the terrifying strength of a gangster let go of him, walked around him and closed the door. He immediately shrank towards the car door. , His heart beat like a drum, and his thin legs were shaking.

The system came out in time and comforted: [Don't be afraid, it's Chen Yan. He won't hurt you.]

Hearing this name, Xue Yu's trembling eyelashes paused hesitantly.

He knew this person.

The original owner's father was called Pei Yihuan, a turtle-haired man who had many things to do, was picky and always found fault with others. The original owner couldn't stand his donkey temper, so after a big quarrel, he ran away with his little lover.

Because Pei Yihuan froze his card, the original owner could only use the little cash on hand to find a small apartment building to live in.

Both of them can't lose face. Their face is as big as the sky, and no one is willing to give in. But after all, they are parents. Pei Yihuan does not look for the original owner himself, but will instruct his subordinate Chen Yan to come to check on the original owner's current situation every once in a while.

See if he is dead.

Are you willing to apologize?

In the spacious car, the man leaned on the backrest, took out a wet wipe and wiped each finger repeatedly, carefully and slowly.

Just like if he touched Xue Yu's hand, he would be infected with any bacteria, and he had to control it to prevent it.

For convenience, the man had his hair cut off. His skin was bronzed by the weather, and there was a freshly scabbed wound under his eyes. He was broad and tall.

Xue Yu sat next to him, looking small and pitiful.

But now that he knows Chen Yan's identity, he is no longer afraid. Who would be afraid of this men?

He glanced down at his waist.

Chen Yan's hands were broad and strong, and there was a thick layer of calluses on the palms. There was no strength at all when he hugged him, but it's caused him great pain.

After wiping his fingers, Chen Yan finally looked away from the person he was carrying. He looked down at Xue Yu and said, "I want to ask you if you have figured it out and do you want to go back?"

Xue Yu raised the tail of his slightly moist eyes. , glanced at Chen Yan lightly, the look in his eyes was indescribable, like a disobedient domestic dog, Chen Yan frowned slightly at the sight.

"Chen Yan, are you so disrespectful when asking someone to speak?"

The young master's face had no warmth, and his voice was as cold as ice frozen for thousands of years. The accusation in his words was obvious.

Chen Yan's face darkened for a moment: "I'm afraid you will run away."

"If I want to run away, that's my business. I know the old man values ​​you, but no matter what, I am still your master. Next time you want to talk to me, first set your attitude right."