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

Because Shenmu is not the same as Mo Bai, nor is she the same as Gong Ziyi. Although she is the second lady of Yemen, she is no different from an ordinary wealthy daughter.

She is perfect, she can be just a famous lady who simply doesn't care about world affairs.

If it takes a lot of effort to deceive him, then what is it for.

Of course, all of these are just assumptions, and this assumption exists only for the sake of logical prudence.

"You asked us to find out how the relationship between Miss Shenmu and Dongfang Qi developed," Hui paused, and said in a low voice, "We may not have found an answer that satisfies you."

César looked at the wine glass in his hand and took a sip.

"We started investigating when Ms. Shenmu left Rome a year ago—they hadn't met before. What Qing meant was that there were very few opportunities for them to actually meet, or even contact each other. Most of them We met occasionally at parties related to Hua An, and we only chatted a few words, very rarely, no more than three times."

"You know that the few times you were in New York, Miss Shenmu asked him for Miss Su. The time was very short, and it didn't seem like she had developed a relationship. Going forward, in the past half a year, Shenmu asked him. Ms. Mu almost always stays inside Yemen, even if she goes out the most, Rome is the place."

The mellow aroma of red wine lingered in his taste buds. For some reason, he easily thought of her smell. With a movement of his throat, his hearing was very good, and he could vaguely hear the sound of water in the bathroom.

"So you want to tell me that Mumu and Dongfang Qi basically don't have any chance to develop a relationship, is that what you mean?" He was still indifferent, summarizing what he heard without emotional fluctuations.

"According to our investigation, this is the case, and we don't understand," Hui hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Why did Miss Shenmu suddenly choose to marry Dongfang Qi?"

Not only did she say she was going to get married, but she also said that she loved that man very much.

If it wasn't for love, she was Yemen's favorite, how could she be willing to hide her identity wronged and claim to be Hua An's daughter to the outside world? He also heard that Xia Jin lost her temper because of this matter.

The quiet thoughts in the dark green eyes slowly settled down. Could it be that she was forced to be helpless and threatened?

Suddenly remembered that time she passed out in pain in his office.

She said it was fine, but he really didn't go into it. Mainly, he subconsciously thought that with Han Li and Su Yan by her side, there would be nothing wrong with her body. Even if there was, Su Yan might be a little younger, but Han Li's Medical skills, that cannot be doubted by anyone.

However, doctors are not gods, and nothing is certain.

Threatened? She has such a strong father and brother who are looked up to as omnipotent wherever she goes. Who dares to threaten her?He has always thought this way, so even if such a thought occurs, it will be quickly cut off.

He remained calm, "Aside from Dongfang Qi, there have been other men around her." After a pause, his voice became indifferent several times, "A man who has a close relationship with her."

Hui was a bit puzzled by César's question. According to his understanding, the godfather should know most of the things about Gong Shenmu, especially what kind of man appeared next to her. He probably knew better than the person involved. .

Also a close man.

Hui Hui frowned, and answered cautiously, "Godfather, we have been investigating for so long, and the man who has the closest relationship with her... has always been you. As for what kind of man has appeared, she is alone in school. Just being with you, and going back to Yemen later, it will be even more so.”

As for things before the age of 17, let’s forget about it, it’s still so young, oriental women develop more slowly at the age of 16, and she doesn’t seem to be precocious.

He also always thought that there was no other man around her, and he was the one who had the closest relationship with her.

But if that's the case, he sneered, how could she have sex with a man, not Dongfang Qi.

Her denial at the time was subconscious, and she was not lying, which he could tell.

"I know about this," César put away his emotions and said lightly, "What about the other things?"

"Rose Beauty made two shots, so her target should be An Mo instead of you. You have misunderstood Miss Shenmu." Hui's tone became cautious and serious, "Godfather, I don't quite understand. If you know An Mo's identity, why should you stay by my side?"

As Shenmu said, there is no reason why César, as the godfather of the mafia, would not know about things that even she knew, and even, he could only know earlier.

If he didn't even have this vigilance, he would have died countless times.

César smiled slightly, "If you don't keep her, how will you know what she wants to do?"

Dazed, but still a little worried, "But Godfather, this is too dangerous for your safety, why don't you transfer her to another position?"

"No need," he denied lightly, "she climbed to this position specially, I don't even know what her purpose is, you don't need to move her, just let it go."

"Yes." The godfather said so, and as a subordinate, he naturally couldn't say much, "Rose Beauty is a mystery, and I can't find any information about her at all. She works alone and does not belong to any organization. The middle road There were a lot of people who wanted to take her but they were all turned down."

"I know very little about her. I only know that she is a sharp weapon for killing people. She only recognizes money but not people."

It was these three things that César ordered, and Hui told him the general and important situation. He hung up the phone, and the emotions in his eyes were blurred like mist, and no one could see clearly.

Cesare hung up, the doorbell rang, and the food delivery man arrived.

He got up and opened the door to let them in. In addition to lunch, even Shenmu's clothes were brought over, the action was very fast, it was a bath time, as expected of a mafia member, so fast.

After closing the door, Shenmu came out wrapped in a bathrobe. She saw the white paper bag on the sofa at a glance, walked over a few steps, and checked it a little. The clothes were complete, from underwear to trousers, which were her size. Peaceful style.

She took it back to the bedroom and quickly changed back into her clothes. When she came out, César had already put the food on the table.

Neither of them spoke during the meal. The atmosphere was quiet, but harmonious, without embarrassment or stiffness.

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