The Married Wife is a Boss: Lord Mo is Super Fond of Him!

I don't lack anything.

Shrugging, Shen Xingluo turned and left.

Looking at the woman's back, the man stared deeply at the recorder in his hand and pondered.

Go investigate her identity!

yes!

Subordinate Jiang Shaomo replied immediately.

The next second, a sound that minors should not listen to immediately appeared on the scene where an elegant song was playing.

Shen Xingluo, who had successfully obtained the room card, showed a hint of astonishment in his clear eyes, and then his admiration was beyond words.

She had thought the man would resolve the matter privately.

After all, being cuckolded is a matter of face.

I didn't expect that although he is a disabled person, he can do things so neatly and without any sloppiness.

She couldn't help but admire him, he was physically disabled but his will was not disabled, he was so masculine!

Raising her hand, she glanced at the time, turned around and walked out of the crowd.

Don't make any stops.

Oh, I told you, I have an invitation, but when I came out of the bathroom just now, my invitation disappeared!

A bejeweled woman pushed against the security guard at the door and shouted loudly.

Jiang Shaomo saw this situation and immediately came over, What's going on?

The lady insisted that she had an invitation, but she couldn't bring it out.

The security guard replied.

It's me, I'm Mrs. Yang.

After the woman finished speaking, she took off the mask from her face.

It turns out to be Mrs. Yang.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Jiang Shaomo immediately looked at the security guard, Has anyone come in with Mrs. Yang's invitation letter?

The security guard suddenly remembered, Yes, a woman wearing a red dress and a silver mask came in with Mrs. Yang's invitation.

Red dress, silver mask?

Jiang Shaomo thought of the woman who handed them the evidence of Ji Fanqian's cheating.

Without thinking much, he immediately walked towards the man sitting in a wheelchair watching all this.

Master Mo, that woman used Mrs. Yang's invitation letter!

Fake identity?

Mo Yuchen's eyelids drooped, and a coldness flashed in his dark eyes.

What is her real purpose?

Suddenly he thought of something, raised his head and ordered sternly, Let the people present check what was dropped!

In the elevator, Shen Xingluo, who had changed into an off-white waiter's outfit, wore a mask and pushed up the heavy glasses frame on the bridge of his nose.

Information is in hand, retreat!

Wow, Sister Jiu'er is invincible, Sister Jiu'er yyds!

The boy's excited voice came from the Bluetooth headset in his right ear.

Jiu'er, this time you took 2 minutes and 38 seconds.

Then another woman's voice came.

Huh, it's still a little slow.

Shen Xingluo smiled indifferently.

Under the thick bangs, a pair of big, quiet eyes shined in the lake light, and the long eyelashes were slightly drooped.

With a ding, the elevator doors slowly moved to both sides.

What caught her eyelids was a group of men in black. The man at the head hurriedly pushed her away, Get out of the way! Don't take the lead!

Her amber eyes were full of timidity, and she responded obediently, Yes, yes, yes.

Pushing the work cart with both hands, he hurriedly exited the elevator.

Go back the way you came, and don't miss any passage!

A man's voice sounded from behind, low and mellow.

She couldn't help but stop, turned around and looked around curiously.

From a distance, a man in a wheelchair could be vaguely seen among the walls of people.

Sister Jiu'er, where are you? We've arrived.

She didn't come back to her senses until the voice came from the earphones. Her fingers, which were like condensed jade fat, were wrapped in coldness and she touched the delicate and compact earphones, We'll be there soon!

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In an inconspicuous black business car.

Shen Xingluo, who was sitting in the back row, took off his work clothes in front of a man and two women without caring.

A few people who have long been used to it are not surprised by this.

Wearing a simple plaid shirt, the collar was crooked when he lowered his head.

She rolled up her sleeves nonchalantly and lowered her long eyelashes slightly. She half-squinted her eyes and raised her hand to take out the small USB flash drive hidden in the braid.

She was not in a high mood. She stretched out her hand and threw the USB drive accurately into the arms of the woman closest to her who was also wearing a mask but had her hair pulled up high. Stop at the intersection ahead.

Sister Jiu'er, don't you go celebrate?

The man who was driving glanced at Shen Xingluo in the back seat.

No.

Shen Xingluo waved his hand.

She had to go back before that family returned.

The car stopped.

With her backpack hanging crookedly on her shoulders, she quickly got out of the car.

When I turned back, the commercial vehicle was already submerged in the traffic.

Turning around, she walked towards the crowd.

Deliberately avoiding the monitors on the road, after going around a few twists and turns, she changed into a set of casual clothes.

After taking off the mask, her skin is as white as snow, and her red lips are more like a red plum in the snow, arrogant and seductive. She looks like a human fairy who has stepped out of a brocade painting.

Everyone passing by stopped because of her eye-catching appearance.

Lowering his head, he took out a strawberry-flavored lollipop from his trouser pocket. With his slender fingers, like condensed jade fat, he slowly tore open the sugar coating with a coldness and stuffed it into his mouth.

When she reached the intersection, she raised her hand to hail a taxi.

After getting in the car, there was a hint of impatience in those big, beautiful, doll-like eyes, He Yiyuan.

Heyiyuan is the most famous wealthy area in the capital. Those who can live here are either rich or noble.

The car slowly stopped at the door of a brightly lit villa.

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Mom, I don't care, I don't want to get married even if I die!

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There was a loud bang sound,

A cup was thrown towards Shen Xingluo, who was standing by the door with a butterfly in his hand.

But she seemed to feel no pain, tilting her head stupidly and looking at Liu Yulan, a middle-aged woman not far away who looked panicked.

Just a flash of murderous intent in those clear eyes flew by in an instant.

At that time, Liu Yulan was wearing a dark green cheongsam, which outlined her plump figure.

Wearing a pearl necklace that was whiter than her face, she looked graceful and luxurious.

The little girl standing next to her was crying with tears in her eyes, her little cherry mouth was raised high at this moment,

Liu Yulan seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Shen Xingluo, who was not far away with blood coming out of his forehead, but no one paid attention to him.

With a cold smile, she changed her face and went to flatter Shen Zhiqiang, who was sitting on the sofa with a sad face, Master, Luo Luo is also your daughter. I think it's better to let her marry in Xiao Xi's place.

she?

Shen Zhiqiang hesitated.

Yes, the Mo family didn't name her, so it must be Xiao Xi. Can you just bear to see Xiao Xi marry into the Mo family and suffer all kinds of torture? You can't bear it, but I can't bear it.

As she spoke, Liu Yulan turned her back to Shen Zhiqiang, covered her face and cried, revealing her eyes from between her fingers, and kept giving signs to Shen Xi, who only knew how to cry.

After reacting, Shen Xixi immediately knelt in front of Shen Zhiqiang, held his hand, and said pitifully, Dad, don't you love me or love me? How can you bear to see me jump into the Mo family? In the sea of ​​fire?