After the divorce, my wife wants to remarry, and Mr. Di is crazy.

In the dark night.

Two figures were hiding in the darkness observing the villa not far away.

Mo Jingtian pushed Yuan Long beside him and lowered his voice.

"Sister Yueyue has been out for so long, why hasn't she come back yet? What is she doing?"

Sister Yueyue didn't let him go with her, and she was a little depressed. As for looking after the house, isn't it enough to have Brother Xiaolong alone?

After all, with Brother Xiao Long’s strength, one is worth ten...

"Don't make any noise. Sister Yueyue asked us to keep an eye on you. You are not here to chat."

Yuan Long's eyes were still staring at the villa not far away.

He had an intuition that something big must have happened, otherwise Sister Yueyue would not have gone out in the middle of the night, and asked them to come and watch to prevent anyone from entering the villa while she was away.

What is it that makes Sister Yueyue so cautious...

Seeing that Yuan Long was so serious, Mo Jingtian obediently shut his mouth and did not dare to speak out.

The surroundings fell into silence again, with only the unknown sounds of insects lingering in my ears.

In the extreme silence, Yuan Long caught the sound of slight footsteps approaching them.

He subconsciously touched the hot weapon on his lower back. The sound got closer and closer, and his muscles tensed.

Who is approaching? Is it accidental or did they find them?

"It's me~"

Just when he was on high alert, Lan Yuexin's low voice sounded.

Yuan Long's tense muscles immediately relaxed.

"You guys go back and have a rest! If you have anything you want to ask, I'll ask you tomorrow..."

Lan Yuexin approached the hiding place of the two and asked them to leave.

Yuan Long hesitated to speak. He wanted to continue to stay outside, but his intuition told him that Sister Yueyue might have been targeted by some organization, and he wanted to continue to stay outside to protect her.

No matter how powerful she is, she is just a woman...

Lan Yuexin saw that he was a little helpless in his thoughts, "Yuanlong, you are looking down on me. Go back. You don't need to stay outside as long as I'm here. Come on, let's go back to sleep."

After saying that, she disappeared in a few flashes. When Yuanlong and the others reacted, they only vaguely saw a black shadow rolling into the villa. The next second, the black shadow had climbed up to the balcony on the second floor and disappeared.

With a "gudong" sound, Mo Jingtian swallowed, "Brother Xiaolong, Sister Yueyue is even more powerful than I thought. This speed is incredible~"

They were about ten meters away from the villa, and only two people took a breath before they fell in and disappeared.

Yuan Long also swallowed, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

He has to continue to work harder, otherwise, he will not be worthy of pursuing sister Yueyue.

"Let's go, go back to bed. With Sister Yueyue's fighting ability, what do you have to worry about? She is as good as ten of you."

Mo Jingtian murmured something in a low voice, and found that something was wrong with Yuan Long's eyes when he looked over. He was so frightened that he ran away.

Ahem, just tell the truth, men have to have self-respect.

Seeing him running away, Yuan Long stopped looking at him and turned around, taking a deep look at the villa before leaving.

Indeed, he would not be a match for Sister Yueyue among the ten, but he would definitely try harder and harder, at least not too far behind.

In a room on the second floor of the villa.

Lan Yuexin saw through the window that the two of them had left, and then turned and went to the bathroom.

After washing up, she came out refreshed and went to the baby's room first.

Seeing her three children sleeping soundly and peacefully, the love in her eyes overflowed.

At this moment, her heart was filled to the brim with three little guys.

After watching quietly for a long time, she quietly exited the nursery.

Back in the room, Lan Yuexin lay on the bed, feeling sleepy.

After a while, she couldn't sleep so she quietly went to the gym.

……

City B.

In a prison visiting room.

Lan Fugui looked at the strange young man in front of him and was a little confused. Who was this person and why he wanted to visit him.

With doubts, he sat across from the man and picked up the phone, his voice hoarse.

"who are you?"

Mo Jingchen looked at the old-looking Lan Fugui with some doubts. Is this Lan Fugui? Why is he so old? He is almost as old as his grandfather!

If my aunt hadn't passed away, she would have been in her early fifties. Why did she marry an old man...

Realizing that he was overthinking, Mo Jingchen coughed and introduced himself first.

"Ahem, my name is Mo Jingchen, and my grandmother's name is Liu Rufeng..."

Lan Fugui had no reaction in the first half of the sentence, but when he heard Liu Rufeng, his pupils shrank and panic flashed in his eyes.

Mo Jingchen caught the panic in his eyes and frowned.

Why did he react this way?

Before Mo Jingchen could continue to speak, Lan Fugui said something hastily.

"I do not know you."

After saying that, he hung up the phone with a bang and refused to talk to Mo Jingchen.

Mo Jingchen narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly put down the receiver and stood up. He took a deep look at Lan Fugui, whose eyes were wandering but did not dare to look at him. The doubts in his heart became even worse.

He seemed to be feeling guilty and afraid...

Without staying any longer, he planned to check on Lan Fugui first and then come over.

Seeing the tall figure leave, Lan Fugui could no longer suppress his trembling.

His face turned pale again, and his eyes were full of fear.

That old guy actually has a grandson, and he's from the Mo family.

Mo Jingchen, such a familiar name, it seems that the heir of this generation of the Mo family is named Mo Jingchen...

The fear in Lan Fugui's eyes became even worse. Why did Mo Jingchen come here? Did he find out that there was something fishy about the old guy's car accident...

Fear spread in his heart, and Lan Fugui was going crazy.

If the matter is exposed, will he be directly sentenced to death?

Although life is worse than death now, he doesn't want to die if he can live...

One Di Beiming could make him never recover, and another Mo Jingchen, Lan Fugui couldn't imagine how difficult the days ahead would be.

It’s hard to endure it, but at least I’m still alive, but I’m afraid I won’t survive it...

No one knows what Lan Fugui is thinking.

……

Mo Jingchen returned to his car with deep doubts.

After thinking about it, he called Assistant Yun directly.

"Assistant Yun, I want all the information about Lan Fugui, every detail, to be checked out for me. Yes, it's the Lan Fugui who was sentenced for manufacturing and selling drug building materials..."

After hanging up the phone, after thinking for a long time, he edited a text message and prepared to send it to Mo Jingtian.

I'm afraid Lan Fugui won't be able to ask anything for a while. If he wants to know where his aunt's grave is, just ask Xiaotian to ask Yueyue.

Besides, Xiaotian should also be allowed to know the truth.

Originally, Mo Jingchen wanted to make a phone call, but thinking that it would be late at night in Country M, he chose to tell the truth via text message.

After editing for a long time, he was satisfied and pressed the send button.

At the same time, there was a quarrel in Mojin Manor.

Mr. Mo looked at his son who was kneeling on the ground and begging, and his heart ached.

"Sir, why are you here again? I want to sever ties with you. Get out, get out~"

How could Uncle Mo be willing to leave without getting the money? He begged with tears and runny nose all over his face.

"Dad, I am your only son. You must save me. If I don't pay back the money, those people say they will chop me up and feed it to the fish. Can you bear it? If I die, who will break it for you in a hundred years?" Basin..."

Bah bah bah, every time he said something, Mr. Mo's heart ached a little bit more.

He looked at the evil son born to Nangong Wanting, and the regret in his heart became more and more intense.

You shouldn't marry Nangong Wanting just for such a thing, you should get rid of him.

Regret, hatred, he hated himself for being too soft-hearted and allowing such a scourge to be born into this world.

Retribution, retribution, if one day he is angry to death, it will be his retribution.

But he can't die yet, he still has to go to Ah Feng's grave to repent.

"Uncle Fu, Uncle Fu, hurry up and have this thing thrown out..."