Lin Qianqian hung up and dialed Yan Mubei's mobile phone again, asking preemptively: "Will you let others live?"

"Open the door, don't you mean open the door?"

"How to open while squatting? How to open when your hands and feet are weak?"

"Do you have to lock the door to the room when you're squatting in the toilet? Who are you kidding?" As he spoke, there was a sound of kicking the door, which showed how crazy Yan Mubei was at this time: "Lin Qianqian, if you don't open the door for me, look at me.

Don’t take down the door.”

Lin Qianqian was so anxious that her scalp was numb. She controlled the steering wheel with both hands and weaved in and out of the traffic. She held her mobile phone on her shoulder and was multitasking: "Then you can tear it down. If you have the guts, tear down the toilet door and pull me out."

Eat something.”

"……."

"……."

"Lin Qianqian, are you disgusting?"

"You are driving me crazy." She muttered in embarrassment.

"Okay, I'll give you five minutes, don't say I'm pushing you too hard."

"Is five minutes called non-pressure?"

"……." Hang up.

Lin Qianqian was so angry that she threw her cell phone in the passenger seat, pressed her high heels on her, and the car flew away like a shooting star.

Damn it, how can she get back in five minutes?

…

Yan Mubei put his hands in his trouser pockets, bent slightly and leaned against the wall, his heroic eyebrows furrowed.

Deng Liang next to him looked at the watch in his hand. When the five minutes were up, he put down his hand and called out: "Master Yan."

Yan Mubei didn't look at him. He took a step forward and kicked the scarred carved door hard: "Lin Qianqian, it's time, open the door."

"If you don't open the door, I'm going to rush in, do you hear me? Lin Qianqian..., Lin Qianqian..."

As he spoke, he kicked the door, as if he had endless energy and would panic if he didn't let it out.

He doesn't feel like a gangster boss at all, but rather like a bad boy who molests his female classmates on campus.

Too frivolous.

Deng Liang was stroking his forehead and sighing silently, thinking to himself, Mr. Yan, although you are here to fool around, your attitude is too gangster, and it is detrimental to your wisdom.

The black boss, who had no image at all in front of Lin Qianqian, became increasingly bad-tempered and very irritable.

He took a few steps back and kicked the door harder and harder: "Lin Qianqian, open the door for me, damn woman, open the door for me."

Deng Liang turned away and looked away.

The sound of the door kicking got louder and louder, becoming more and more deafening.

With a final bang, the entire door fell down.

Deng Liang sweatdropped: "……."

Yan Mubei didn't think anything was wrong, so he walked in grandly and looked around at the things in the room.

The big princess bed was empty, and the bathroom door was closed.

The man strode over, raised his hand and slammed the door: "Lin Qianqian, are you dead?"

After saying that, he reached out to twist the bathroom doorknob and found that it was locked. He continued to bang on the door: "Damn woman, did you fall into the toilet?"

Still no response.

Now the doubts in Yan Mubei's heart were even deeper. He always felt that she would not stick to her duties and stay in the Lin family.

She had flirted with Shangguan Zhixuan before and cried until she was dying. He didn't believe that she wouldn't go to Shangguan Zhixuan.

Thinking of this, he frowned even more tightly, raised his leg and kicked hard towards the bathroom door.

"Yan Mubei, are you crazy enough?" A woman's gasping voice came from behind.

Yan Mubei stopped kicking the door, turned around and looked in shock: "You...?"

Then he turned to look at the locked door of the bathroom, wondering.

Lin Qianqian rushed over in three steps and then two steps.
Chapter completed!