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

Dongfang Qi carried her back to her seat, and many eyes fell on them. Although they all looked Asian, they all needed English in the process of communication.

Dongfang Qi naturally didn't pay attention, Shenmu also automatically blocked all of them, he only asked the stewardess for a glass of warm water, and the discussions in the surrounding seats gradually stopped.

Dongfang Qi took a blanket and draped it over her shoulders, his voice was deep and his face was still grim, "What happened to you just now?"

Shenmu drank warm water, and asked casually, "Didn't you just say that? It's an old problem, and it will flare up from time to time. You can't die, and you'll be fine after that."

Dongfang Qi didn't believe a word, "Can't you die?" He sneered, he liked her so much that he almost tore off his mask, "I think you will die of pain at any time."

Shenmu was very puzzled by his inexplicable anger, and she didn't care too much, she just said indifferently, "Don't worry, I will most likely die at the hands of your Dongfang family."

"You..." Dongfang Qi looked at her, and for the first time resented this kind of reckless woman.

He used to like women who know how to behave, because they are smart and not troublesome, but Gong Shenmu's temper is really annoying, because as long as you are not the person she cares about, she will give you straight up whatever you say or do. Block out.

He obviously cared about her. It was the first time that Young Master Dongfang cared about a woman besides his own sister when he was so grown up, so he met such a soft nail who was neither salty nor insipid.

Also satirize him.

Mr. Dongfang lost his temper, but it was useless, because the women around him would not even look at him, and got angry with her, so he could only vomit blood by himself in the end.

She was sleeping before, but now she was woken up by the pain, so she simply read a book and concentrated on it.

Others were by her side, but they didn't appear in her sight or thinking at all.

This feeling is particularly uncomfortable.

He stretched out his long arm, snatched the book from her hand, and took it leisurely in his hand.

Shenmu raised his eyelids, and automatically understood that he was also bored and wanted to read a book, so he calmly took out another book from his bag, continued to open it, and continued to read.

Master Dongfang was speechless.

"Talk about the second lady," he threw the book aside and asked, "Is anyone you fly with so boring?"

Shenmu didn't even raise her eyelids, and said flatly, "No, I rarely fly with people."

"You often go to Rome." Dongfang Qi stated a fact.

For the number of times she's been in Rome, that's nothing but liking Cesare.

"I'm all alone."

"Are you going to see César?" When he asked this sentence, he himself felt uncomfortable first.

She remembered that César told everyone that she had a scar in front of everyone at the party, and she said at the dinner table that she had lived with César for three years.

Only then did the admiring eyes of the book stop, "This has nothing to do with you, Young Master Dongfang."

"He will fall in love with An Mo." When he said this, he stared at her face motionless.

"non of my business."

Are you in love with Anmo?She would never give this chance anyway, any kind of woman is fine, anyone is fine, but she can't.

Whether it is public or personal grievances, she will not allow it.

The plane flew to New York, and there were already people waiting outside the airport. The black Bentley was parked aside. As soon as they saw them, someone immediately came over to pick up her suitcase, "Master, Miss Shenmu."

After getting in the car and sitting down in the back seat, she realized that there were two missed calls on her mobile phone, both of which belonged to Su Yan.

She dialed back directly, and Su Yan quickly picked it up, "Mumu, have you arrived in New York yet?"

"Yes, I'm here." Shenmu paused for a while before saying, "You called me, is there something wrong?"

"Mumu," Su Yan said in a low voice, with a hint of apprehension, "Someone operated on An Mo, and she is already cured, and what's more... César seems to know that you want to kill An Mo Something happened."

Shenmu's fingers tightened suddenly, and Dongfang Qi was beside her, so she said flatly, "Okay, I see, he didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"No, I'm fine."

"Well, then it's okay," her voice was soft, with a soothing smile, "you take care of yourself."

Su Yan probably also guessed that Dongfang Qi was by her side, and didn't say anything more. After telling her to pay attention to her body, she hung up the phone.

His hands are cold, he knows it.

Shenmu looked out the window, New York was a very strange city to her, even now it was a city she hated very much, Dongfangjia.

The car drove for about four to ten minutes, and stopped in front of the gate of a villa. On the way, Dongfang Qi didn't take the initiative to speak to her, and it was even more impossible for Shenmu to take the initiative to speak.

"My grandpa and mommy are waiting for you." When getting out of the car, Dongfang Qi took her hand, Shenmu subconsciously wanted to break free, but he refused, and then explained.

Shenmu frowned and didn't say anything.

When entering the lobby of the villa, an elegantly dressed middle-aged woman immediately greeted her, "Qi'er, you are finally back, every time you go out for ten days or half a month, you never call home. "

Dongfang Qi held her hand without letting go, and smiled at the woman, "Mom, I'm back now."

After finishing speaking, she pulled Shenmu over, "This is Shenmu, your daughter-in-law, Mumu, this is Mommy."

Standing at the door, what Shenmu saw at a glance was the majestic old man with gray hair sitting on the sofa, a faint sneer slipped through his eyes, isn't it just a play, and it needs to be so complete.

However, when she raised her eyes, she still had a gentle and polite smile on her face, "Auntie, hello."

Dongfang Qi's mother is also Chinese, she is the daughter of a multinational corporation, she is called Shen Jiafeng, she looks at the woman standing beside her son.

The simplest attire, white silk shirt, long hair hanging down, showing the youth and beauty of a young girl everywhere.

She is a beauty, no one can deny that.

"Hello." Shen Jiafeng was born in a famous family, and naturally he should have a lot of etiquette, but apart from etiquette, there is nothing else in the words.

At least emotionally indifferent.

She is indifferent, and she doesn't even care about Shenmu.

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