A Sweet Marriage Is Worth Billions: Mysterious Young Master Moh’s Cute and Sweet Wife

   After Wang Shenghao hung up the phone, he threw the phone aside, and leaned back.

  "The underworld side is ready to move now, Brother Chen is inconvenient to come forward, so this matter is left to you." Wang Shenghao drank directly and finalized the matter.

   "Why me? You are better at this kind of thing than me." Zhou Yuncheng listened and yelled badly.

  He felt that Wang Shenghao, this guy, would definitely calculate him. He is used to playing with women in his life. Now let him go to deal with the underworld. Isn’t that tossing him?

  "This is your only chance to redeem your sins, do you want it or not?" Wang Shenghao picked up a piece of paper and randomly folded the plane.

   "What? Haven't thought about it yet? You have been thinking about it for a minute, and it seems that I still want me to go." Wang Shenghao sternly teased and leaned to stand up, ready to leave with his jacket.

   Zhou Yuncheng pulled him, as if he would go to **** if he didn't go to hell.

   "I'm going, what's the situation? Which gang, I'll deal with it, I will come forward to make you satisfied." Zhou Yuncheng patted his chest and signaled his relief.

  Wang Shenghao did not speak, his eyes kept rolling on him: "Are you sure?"

   "OK."

   "Tianlong Gang." Wang Shenghao spit out these three words in a deep voice.

   Zhou Yuncheng's face changed drastically. The Tianlong Gang only emerged in the past few years. It is cruel and cruel, and it is a bit famous in City A. Most people don't dare to provoke them.

   "Fuck." Zhou Yuncheng patted his chest, walked to the side and drank the red wine: "Waiting for my good news, to offend my brother, it's almost death."

  Wang Shenghao looked at his leaving figure, did not stop, got up and walked out.

  He drove the car to Area C. At the turn, he saw a figure rushing out.

   "Squeak." He braked quickly and saw the woman fall to the ground. His eyes sank slightly, he untied the seat belt and got out of the car, and walked forward.

  I saw a woman wearing a red sweater, her hair covering her face, she couldn't see her expression clearly, she was sitting on the ground with a painful look.

   "Miss, how are you? Have you been injured? I'll take you to the hospital." He just lost his mind for a while, but bumped into someone.

  Liu Sijie’s small hands propped up on the car body, groaning in pain: "It hurts, my stomach hurts."

  He stepped forward and looked down at her, reached out and hugged her up: "I'll take you to the hospital right away."

   "No, no need." Her original healthy complexion has turned pale, and sweat is constantly leaking from her forehead. It seems that the pain is so bad that it hurts so much.

   "I will be responsible." Wang Shenghao said in a deep voice.

   Liu Sijie heard that and looked up at him, only to see his handsome face caught in his eyes, and those peach blossom eyes flashed with worry.

   "Then please go to the supermarket and buy me a bag of Auntie's towel, thank you." She bit her lip and said in a trembling voice.

  She was the aunt who came and had a stomachache, so she ran so fast. His car didn't hit her at all. She fell down because of her pain. He didn't expect him to be serious.

  "Auntie's towel?" He was dumbfounded, and he stood here holding her, neither walking nor letting go.

  Suddenly realized that his palm was sticky, he quickly put her down, raised his hand and saw that the bright red thing was stuck on it.

  He looked at her in surprise, she watched him smile calmly, but leaned on the side of the car in pain.

   "Sir, you will be responsible for what you said, and the auntie's towel is up to you." She said, unceremoniously opened the car door and got in.

  She lay on her side, feeling more comfortable, but Wang Shenghao clenched her fists: "Auntie towel!"