Leng Shao's second-married private pet

Leng Mohan pulled up Iris' collar suddenly, oppressing him with a powerful momentum.

Iris was so scared that his face flushed. He wanted to say something to defend himself, but he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Seeing that his other piece of evidence was also being denied, Chen Guansheng immediately stood up and said:

"You just told me yesterday that the money was remitted to you on the last day of last month! Why can't you tell me now?"

As soon as these words came out, Leng Mohan immediately laughed sarcastically:

"It seems that Mr. Chen and Iris are very familiar. Does Mr. Chen know the source of every fund so clearly?"

The policeman on Chen Guansheng's side immediately gave Leng Mohan a wink, warning him that this statement was the most obvious frame-up.

Leng Mohan was very elegant, and patted his sleeves:
"Okay, I won't ask anymore, don't make Mr. Chen worry any more." He turned to the police officer behind him and leaned slightly to ask for instructions.

"Excuse me, Comrade Police, the other party has produced two personal IDs, can I also bring two personal IDs?"

"Today is my wedding! Are you finished?" Chen Guansheng finally couldn't hold back and scolded.

Although the police had an unclear relationship with Chen Guansheng, at this moment, he really couldn't speak to Chen Guansheng.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, for interrupting your wedding. I'm really sorry, but please cooperate with us."

Lin Yutong pulled Chen Guansheng's arm and asked slightly comfortingly: "Senior, why are you so nervous?"

Chen Guansheng pushed her hand away calmly:

"Of course not, today is our wedding, I just don't want people spoiling our elegance."

Chen Guansheng glanced at Leng Mohan: "Besides, this person makes you unhappy."

Leng Mohan raised his eyebrows, and calmly asked his subordinates to bring him up.

After three seconds of silence, a man and a woman were brought up by his subordinates.

The guests present were in an uproar.

"This man is exactly like Leng Mohan!"

Soon someone retorted: "Look carefully, it's just a bit of a resemblance, the face on the stage is more angular."

The woman who was brought up seemed very timid. As soon as the subordinate let go, she fell to the ground and kept flattering the police officers present:
"Brother policeman, I will definitely cooperate."

As soon as the voice came out, there was an uproar in the auditorium again, the voice was almost exactly the same as the bride on the stage!
Leng Mohan made another gesture, and his subordinates brought back Diana who had just run out.

This time she walked into the auditorium again, and seeing a man similar to Leng Mohan, she didn't just fall to the ground.

She even turned around directly and ran out while shouting.

"Help! He's coming again! Don't kill me! Let me go!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, the subordinate immediately pulled Diana back and pressed her in front of Leng Mohan.

"Open your eyes and see clearly, is that person me or him?"

Diana was in a panic, and the clothes on her body were scratched a few times by the struggle.

"It's him!! It's he who has been forcing me to remember his face! No! He told me to remember your face! Otherwise he...he will kill me!"

Diana's sharp shouts reached Lin Yutong's ears, and she couldn't bear it anymore, she rushed up immediately, and embraced the messy teacher's wife in her arms.

"Leng Mohan, what else do you want, isn't it enough that you almost drove her to death?"

These people are really unscrupulous in order to get what they want. Could it be that they really want to force the teacher to death before they are willing to give up!

Just as everyone was digesting the scene in front of them, an immature little boy suddenly ran in.

He quickly rushed towards Diana, and together with Lin Yutong, stood beside Diana.

He grabbed Diana's arm: "Mom, why are you here?"

Beside his mother, he finally had the courage to look up at the adults present, and when he saw Leng Mohan, he suddenly began to accuse him:

"You villain! Why are you here? You kidnapped my mother, hid us, and threatened Dad with me and my mother.

Let Sister Yutong and Uncle Chen help my father fulfill the dream he wanted to give up a long time ago, because in this way, your money will not be taken away by Lin Yutong and her son!

You scoundrel, you actually threatened my father with the lives of my mother and me. My father still has cancer!How could you treat him like this!

Thanks to the fate of my mother and I, we managed to survive, otherwise, now, would all your wishes have come true! "

Raphael was originally a child who would blush when talking to strangers, but now that there are so many people in the auditorium, he said so many words in one breath.

His face was flushed red from anxiety and nervousness, and his voice became trembling at the end.

However, he still insisted on saying these words.

Leng Mohan didn't seem to have heard this, he just turned around and asked Lin Yutong: "Yutong, do you believe it?"

At this moment, what he cares most about is Lin Yutong.

"What's the point of asking me?" Lin Yutong laughed suddenly.

Now, believe it or not...does it make sense?

Now she doesn't dare to extravagantly ask for love anymore, that was what she longed for and longed for when she was a little girl.

Now she only hopes that her child can grow up safely and happily, even if it is a little ordinary, as long as the child is healthy and has a stable life, it is enough.

Because now Lin Yutong can't afford it anymore.

Seeing her reaction, Leng Mohan took out his phone and clicked on the anonymous text message he had sent her earlier.

A gloomy voice came to everyone's ears: "I let him go this time, next time, I will never let him live again, I will definitely let him die!"

This... is clearly Lin Yutong's voice.

"That's not what I said!"

Leng Mohan retracted his phone and looked at her calmly:
"I know, that's why I will try again, there are too many obstacles between us.

In this life, the number of times I can sacrifice my life for a woman should be only this time.

So I tried my best, and I wanted to give it a try. I wanted to clear away all these obstacles! "

After finishing speaking, he turned around and raised his hand, stroked the woman's chin:

"Then tell me, does this voice come from you?"

The woman looked at Leng Mohan in horror, and immediately denied: "It's not me, this must not be my voice!"

Leng Mohan looked puzzled, and moved closer to the woman's face: "Then tell me, why are your voices trembling?"

The woman's complexion was extremely bad, and she hesitated for a long time before she could piece together a complete sentence:
"Because...because, I...I'm sick and too cold, so...that's why I'm shivering...shivering."

Leng Mohan's expression was very dramatic: "Oh? I'm just talking nonsense, your voice is extremely stable, but there is no sign of illness at all."