Xiao Jirong frowned slightly and winked at An Lu beside him. An Lu understood and hurriedly followed.

"Let's go." After taking the silk scarf handed over by the attentive old housekeeper and wiping his hands, Xiao Jirong threw the scarf away and made a gesture to the entourage following him.

A group of people, headed by Xiao Jirong, left the police station in a grand manner. The bald police chief stood at the door and smiled flatteringly, like a madam seeing off customers in a brothel.

The white extended Lincoln moved forward slowly in the night. The old butler sat beside Xiao Jirong tremblingly, not knowing what would happen next second.

Xiao Jirong is such a person, no matter how long you are around him, you can't really guess what he will do in the next second.

Just like now, when the old housekeeper saw Mu Siyu lying in An Lu's arms and squeezing her shoulders in the park in front of the police station, he thought Xiao Jirong would show at least a little bit of concern. However, he was wrong.

Xiao Jirong closed his eyes expressionlessly, raised his hand, and motioned to the old housekeeper to close the car's curtain.

He rubbed his brows with his long knuckles, "I'm a little sleepy."

So he said.

The old housekeeper understood immediately and signaled to the driver. The white extended Lincoln quickly left the police station with the mighty motorcade behind him.

Mu Siyu hugged An Lu, her red eyes fixed on the striking white Lincoln, which condensed into a white dot in her sight until it disappeared.

She let go of her hand nonchalantly, stretched out her hand and wiped it on her face casually, only to realize that she had no tears.

From beginning to end, she never shed a tear.

She began to admire herself a little.

An Lu looked at Mu Siyu with his big beautiful eyes, "Are you okay?"

She smiled bitterly, what could happen to her? If Xiao Jirong was not by her side, what else would happen to her?

"I'm fine, you can go back." Turning around, she waved to him, "It's getting late, go back to bed early, and cherish the good time! Follow Xiao Jirong, maybe one day you will be like Mu Xianglan,

I have become Xiao Jirong’s target!"

An Lu looked at Mu Siyuyao=rao's back with some confusion, "How can you say that about your sister?"

"You mean Mu Xianglan?" Mu Siyu raised her eyebrows, a hint of impatience flashed in her eyes, "I never thought Mu Xianglan was my sister, and she never regarded me as my sister. Some things...

A kid like you wouldn't understand."

An Lu couldn't help but pursed his lips.

He is only three days younger than Mu Siyu. Ever since he was little, she has always called him a child!

Where is the law of heaven!

As if aware of An Lu's murderous gaze, Mu Siyu turned around with interest and looked An Lu up and down, "Well, he has grown taller, but he is still a child when he grows taller."

If looks could kill, An Lu had no doubt that Mu Siyu would have been cut into pieces by him.

Mu Siyu waved her hand and quickly escaped from An Lu's sight.

When An Lu came back to his senses, Mu Siyu's shadow was no longer in front of his eyes.

"Mu Siyu - Mu Siyu -" It was almost midnight, and the call of Anlu kept echoing in the empty park.

He was so anxious that he was sweating, but he still couldn't find Mu Siyu.

In the end, Anlu slumped down on the bench exhausted, and he could even see Xiao Jirong sneering in front of his eyes and asking the old housekeeper to punish him.
Chapter completed!