Chapter 52 Are Your Skirts So Short?

The room became quiet again, Su Xiangwan raised his head quietly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and slowly met his black eyes.

Mu Beiting's expression softened a little, his hands wrapped the suit around her shoulders a little tighter, and said in a deep voice, "Go back to the room."

Su Xiangwan nodded slightly, and walked into the bedroom obediently.

After Mu Beiting glanced at her, he closed the bedroom door tightly before walking out of the living room.

After several police officers left the living room, they felt that their breathing was a bit easier, but they found that all their companions were sweating profusely and their faces were pale.

A few seconds later, Mu Beiting walked out of it, and they subconsciously straightened their bodies, feeling more nervous.

Mu Beiting glanced at the few people coldly, with a smug look on his brows: "You guys better have a reason to satisfy me."

The captain opened his mouth several times before he managed to calm down: "We received a report that someone was scooping...scoop|prostitution..."

Hearing the sound, the aura around Mu Beiting's body became colder and he narrowed his eyes: "Piao|prostitution?"

At this moment, Su Xiangwan came out after changing his clothes, and happened to hear these two words.

With a slight pause in footsteps, the whole person was petrified in place.

whoring...what?

Although she looks a bit coquettish, she still doesn't look like... like... a prostitute!

Su Xiangwan was a little depressed. Could it be that she could not avoid this fate in her past and present lives?

If she has a criminal record because of this, one can imagine what will happen to her reputation in the future.

Hearing her footsteps, Mu Beiting turned around, only to see her come out in a different dress.

He looked at her skirt and frowned.

The skirt is light pink, the skirt is still not long, and the two jade legs are particularly dazzling in the night.

As if his belongings were being peeped at, Mu Beiting said in a deep voice, "Go back to the room."

"But……"

"Be obedient." His eyes darkened a little, not like joking.

Realizing that he was serious, Su Xiangwan felt a little uneasy. After hesitating for a moment, he turned around obediently and went back to the bedroom.

Seeing this, his face softened a bit.

Glancing at several police officers, he turned and walked to the side to make a phone call.

A few seconds later, the captain's cell phone rang, and as soon as it was connected, there was a scolding sound.

"You bastards, are you trying to kill me! Get the hell out of here!"

"Police... Sheriff... We have received a report..."

"Report...report! What kind of report! Do you go out without eyes or brains! Do you know who that is! That's Mu Beiting. Does he want any kind of woman? Does he need whoring?"

"Mu...Mu family...young young man." The captain stuttered and swallowed.

"Within ten minutes, get me back immediately!"

With a bang, the phone was hung up.

The captain wiped the sweat from his brow, and immediately bowed 90 degrees to apologize to Mu Beiting: "Mr. Mu...I'm so sorry, we must have made a mistake! We made a mistake! Don't take it to heart."

*

A few minutes later, a group of nervous police officers hurried away.

Mu Beiting turned around and returned to the bedroom, only to see Su Xiangwan hugging the ugly black bear, sitting on the sofa in a daze.

Seeing him coming back, Su Xiangwan got up quickly.

"How? Is it solved?"

Mu Beiting didn't say a word, but his attention was always on that skirt of hers, and his face was a little unhappy.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Su Xiangwan said cautiously: "What's wrong? Did they make things difficult for you?"

After a few seconds of silence, Mu Beiting finally said, "Your skirts are so short?"