C688 What Right Do You Have to Touch Her

While Su Meng was lost in her thoughts, Mu Chen's body was covered in cold air.

Before he could get close, Su Meng was already intimidated by the cold air from his body.

She bent down and lowered her head, her eyes full of respect.

"Boss."

Mu Chen didn't look at her. He sat on the leather seat. His eyes were frozen.

He habitually lit a cigar and said in a cold voice