The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

"So you have to find a way to cover me well, otherwise you don't want to be fine."

The man looked at him unhurriedly, with no intention of leaving.

Fang Mo held his breath in his heart, but he couldn't refuse, so he could only nod, then walked to the side, picked up another mobile phone, dialed the number, and quickly booked a hotel for the man as someone else.

Then give him the address.

"It was indeed right to find Mr. Fang." The man stood up contentedly, and looked at Fang Mo with a smile.

That smile didn't reach his eyes, but instead carried a dangerous aura.

Fang Mo clenched his fists, watched the man leave, then gritted his teeth and punched the air violently.

"Damn it! Why is it always haunting me!"

Fang Mo gritted his teeth, locked the door, and then returned to the room, but not long after the man left, the door rang again.

Fang Mo's heart skipped a beat, and when he walked to the door, he saw through the cat's eyes the official staff in uniform standing outside the door.

Fortunately, he booked a hotel to drive the man away, otherwise, even himself would be implicated.

Fang Mo breathed a sigh of relief, he didn't expect these people to come after him so quickly.

"Knock knock!" came again.

Fang Mo sorted out his mood and pulled them away as if he had just woken up.

"Who?"

"Mr. Fang, we are the investigators of the task force responsible for Huatian's attack." The leading man showed his execution certificate and squeezed through the door.

As he entered, five or six people followed behind him.

Fang Mo stood aside, touched his nose, and yawned, the corners of his eyes were still wet and sleepy from being woken up after falling asleep.

"What's the matter? I finished recording the statement that was supposed to be made that day, why did you come to find me again in the middle of the night?" Fang Mo looked a little impatient, with no good mood on his whole face, as if he was disturbed.

After finishing speaking, he scratched his hair impatiently.

"I wonder if Mr. Fang has seen anyone tonight?" the man asked.

"People? Who? I'm now your number one dangerous person. Who dares to contact me?" Fang Mo said slowly, with a calm look, as if he wasn't nervous at all.

The man smiled, "Mr. Fang is free, we have not restricted you, you can do whatever you want."

"Really?" Fang Mo grinned, looked at the man, and then pointed to the plant on the wall, "Look, it's already three o'clock in the morning, why don't you come to me to find someone without going to bed, and still say that I am free? , is it all your eyeliner?"

"Hehe... Mr. Fang really knows how to joke." The man replied with a smile, and his tone was neither hurt nor itchy.

"Since there is no one, let's leave first and don't disturb Mr. Fang's rest." The man said, waved his hand, and led people away quickly.

As the door was closed, the indifference on Fang Mo's face dissipated in an instant, and his whole body was enveloped in a thick haze of prey, and he slammed his clenched fist down on the table with a "bang".

"Damn it! It's hard for those people to relax their vigilance. It's even more difficult to escape recently after being made such a fuss!"

Fang Mo gritted his teeth, his face distorted with anger.

Come sooner or later, why not come at this time, I really don't think there are enough of him to say anything!
Fortunately, he has always been cautious. Even if he changed his name and assumed another person's identity, the original identity would still be there.

Fang Mo thought about it, took out another mobile phone, and made a quick call.

"Help me book a plane ticket for a week later, any time is fine, as long as it is a week later."

"Well, hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Mo returned to the room, rummaging through boxes and cabinets as if looking for something, after a while, he found two red notebooks from the bottom drawer of the cabinet.

It was his and Shen Qiao's marriage certificate.

Fang Mo packed his things and put them in the mezzanine of his suitcase, then walked to the window, looked at the silent night, and made a distant call.

"Hey?"

After a long beep, a woman's soft voice came, which instantly calmed Fang Mo's anxiety and uneasiness.

"Fang Mo, why are you calling so late, I'm taking a nap."

There was a time difference between there and China, that's why Fang Mo called her so late, but listening to her slightly hoarse and sleepy voice, the originally nervous mood was relieved a lot.

Shen Qiao is not a kind person, and her personality is far from the ideal type that Fang Mo once thought.

He is a person who grew up in the dark and shadows. He always thought that he yearned for light and would like a sunny girl with a clean mind and a clean mind.

Phototaxis is a human instinct.

But he fell in love with Shen Qiao like crazy, as if he had found the same soul as himself.

They are all black, full of danger, souls longing to be watched and warmed.

Like himself.

"How's the weather over there?" He asked warmly.

"Well, it's been snowing all day. It's cold, but the house is warm. If you're here, we can have a snowball fight today. It must be fun! I haven't played since I was a kid."

Shen Qiao sat up straight, looked at the clusters of snow falling outside the window, and heard the man's light breathing coming from the mobile phone. At this moment, a thought rose in her heart.

If I can stay with Fang Mo all the time, it seems... not bad.

It seems that the things she was obsessed with all the time are not important anymore...

"Wait for me, I've already booked a ticket for next week, and we'll meet soon." Fang Mo chuckled.

"Really? Have you dealt with everything over there?" Shen Qiao asked hurriedly.

Fang Mo nodded, "It's all been dealt with, and the rest will be left to time."

"How are you recently? Are the officials still watching you?"

"...Look at it, I came here just now."

"Then are you okay?" Shen Qiao's heart tightened suddenly.

"It's okay, I was found by the people chasing Anderson. I have let go of my vigilance, but now I'm back up." Fang Mo looked a little helpless, the corner of his mouth curled up, and he already had a plan in his heart.

Shen Qiao's face darkened, and her heart became more and more uneasy, "Then what should you do? Aren't you coming over next week? If you are stared at like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave. Why don't you change the time! Don't expose yourself."

"I already have a plan. The people from Anderson just came and gave me a tool that can be used. We used to use tools for them to do all those things. It can't be erased, and it will be discovered sooner or later. But another The one-and-done method..."

Fang Mo said, his fingers holding the phone tightened, and his fingertips turned white.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Shen Qiao's throat tightened for no reason, and her heart hung up.

"It's nothing, just wait for me."

Fang Mo didn't say anything, just comforted him.

Shen Qiao's heart trembled, "Fang Mo, you are the only one by my side."