"Okay, you have a good rest. I will arrange a bodyguard for you tomorrow. This will not happen again."

Pei Yu told him a few words and hung up the phone.

Su wine was poured on the bed, and the broken light of the crystal lamp was reflected in his eyes, like a blooming crystal flower, crystal clear but soulless.

He held his cell phone down and put it down, put it down and lifted it up.

With a slender finger, he clicked on Chu Zheng's text message interface on the screen and slowly typed out a few words.

Then it was quickly deleted.

Type again...

delete……

type……

delete……
Chapter completed!