The army commander takes love, and the warm wife is poisonous

"I know the hall master, do you have any orders?"

Mu Liuli stood up, and said calmly, "He won't have time to talk to me for a while, I'm going back to London right now, you get someone ready."

Yuezhuo was a little surprised, she just arrived in Rome, and she was going to come back without staying for one night, not to mention other things, her body would not be able to bear such frequent flights.

But he didn't say anything, Mu Liuli's decision was never his turn to say more, so he just nodded silently, "I see."

Since César is going to accompany her in the hospital, he probably won't be back for a while, and even if he does, he won't be in the mood to talk about Yemen with her.

She more or less understood him.

So, are they going further and further away now?

Hospital corridor.

"Godfather, we can't contact Han Li for the time being. According to Yemen's intentions, Han Li will not be easily attacked." The subordinate stood opposite Cizer, with a respectful posture, but there were traces of caution.

César raised his eyes and asked lightly, "Is Mu Liuli still in Rome?"

"Already gone." Hearing him ask Mu Liuli, his subordinates became more careful.

Han Li's relationship with the mafia has always been good, but it's mostly because of his wife's face. Although he is not completely under Yemen's control, Han Li and Xia Jin have a very good personal relationship.

If Yemen is unwilling, then he will definitely not make a move.

"Where is Su Yan?" Needless to say, Su Yan, she obeyed God Mu's words and did whatever she said.

"Miss Su is not in Yemen, we can't find anyone for the time being, I guess," the subordinate took a look at Cizer's expression, "If we want to find Miss Su quickly, we can only go through Miss Gong Er."

As long as they stay under César's subordinates for a little longer, the news of Gong Shenmu's engagement to the eldest son of the Dongfang family has spread, and their master's recent behavior is abnormally normal, and they all feel terrified when they see it.

"Understood." César pulled out a smile. The relationship between him and her is really getting more and more complicated.

He took out his cell phone, called up her number, and dialed out.

The moment the phone was connected, he realized that he really couldn't predict Shenmu's attitude towards this matter.

The phone rang for a long time, and was picked up almost when it was about to hang up automatically.

The voice was lazy, with a kind of charming laziness, "Ceizer?"

"Well," he raised his eyes, imagining what she looks like at this time in his mind, she must have long hair and shawls, overflowing with charm accidentally.

"Do you need me?" There was a slight smile in her voice, which sounded very comfortable.

César hooked his lips and smiled faintly, "Don't you know everything?"

The relationship between the Mafia and Yemen, and what is going on around him, Yemen people will naturally be the first to know, and she has no reason not to know.

"Are you hurt?"

"Shouldn't you be thankful that you still ask about my life?" His voice was still very light, as if he didn't care, and it seemed more like self-deprecating.

Shenmu was quiet for a while, and then she smiled lightly, "Cesar, ask yourself, when did I stop caring about your life?"

César narrowed his eyes, it seemed like this, when he was injured and sick, she always seemed to be by his side, was it a countless coincidence, or was she really worried about him.

If it is not a coincidence, it is really a beautiful discovery.

"Lend me Su Yan." He didn't say a word of nonsense, and there was a hint of urgency in his voice.

Shenmu said lightly, "Su Yan is not my subordinate, I can't order her."

"where is she?"

It seems that Feng Jue should really be thanked, at least with him around, the mafia cannot force people by force, Yemen has too many people to protect, but Feng Jue only needs to look at Yan Yan alone.

With him around, no one can touch Su Yan.

"Cesier," Shenmu said quietly, "If the injured person is you, whether it's Uncle Han Li or Su Yan, I will let them rush to you immediately, but the injured are your subordinates, Yan Ze, It's the mafia, I have no reason to do it, right?"

In the past, the relationship between the Mafia and Yemen was originally very delicate. Although they are the biggest opponents, the personal relationship between the leadership is very good.

But now, it seems that he just declared war on her, and now he wants to borrow her, ha ha.

"You don't want to?" Even though it was expected, his voice was still several degrees colder.

Shenmu smiled lightly, "Whether she lives or dies is not my concern."

I was wrong, An Mo's life was originally what she wanted.

"Gong Shenmu," he said, his voice was cold and mocking, "In your eyes, a human life is so worthless."

Shenmu was stunned for a moment, and then quickly laughed. So in his eyes, is she actually a compassionate stubble?

Her voice was extremely cold, "Don't forget whose daughter I am."

She is Gong Shentuo's daughter, and she is also Gong Ziyi's younger sister. Her father, brother, and even the man she loves are all stained with blood. How could she be compassionate? Wouldn't that be painful?

In one sentence, she stated her position.

There was silence on both sides of the line.

"Then Second Miss, let me set out your conditions." His voice was deliberately slowed down, word by word, "What do you want, so you are willing to let Su Yan save someone."

Want to negotiate with her?

Shenmu smiled slightly, "Can you agree to any conditions?"

"Second miss," César sneered, "didn't your father tell you that the so-called negotiation requires equal interests for both parties. Look at me, do you think I'm for a person who can agree to any conditions under me?"

He's not, it's one thing for him to save An Mo, he can do anything, Gong Shenmu, do you think any woman is you?

"Oh," she laughed, seemingly very happy, this kind of laughter stunned César for a few seconds, "Then tell me, what kind of conditions you can offer."

"You want me to let Yemen go?" César curled his lips, and the smile in his eyes was unclear.

Does she want to?She didn't know, she wanted him to let Yemen go, but she didn't want him to really give up Yemen for Anmo.

Has that woman's position in his heart, unknowingly, already climbed so high?

She closed her eyes, calmed her voice, and said flatly, "If you really can let Yemen go, I can ask Uncle Han Li to help you save your personal assistant."