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

His aura was close to aggressive, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

"Ciselle," Han Li said slowly after a long silence, "find a way to get her to eat, no matter what method you use."

After Han Li finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

It's not that he doesn't want to say it, it's just that it's because of something wrong with her body, or the side effects of the analgesic, no matter what it is, he won't be able to give an answer for a while.

The only thing that is certain is that Mumu's current body can no longer withstand wear and tear, otherwise it will only pass faster.

César held the phone that had been hung up in his hand, with a gloomy expression on his face, his fingers resting on the desk, almost crushing the desk with such force.

After a few minutes, he slowly withdrew his hand, and his face gradually returned to calm, but the sadness and deep pain in the deepest part of his eyes became heavier and heavier.

He got up, pushed open the door quietly and went out, then walked straight to the bedroom door, held the doorknob, turned it, and opened it.

Shenmu was still sitting in the sun, her quiet figure covered with desolation and loneliness.

She lowered her head and closed her eyes, and the transparent liquid fell drop by drop.

When César saw it at first glance, he felt his head buzzing. She was crying?Shenmu is crying?After all these years, when did he see her cry?

Flustered, he didn't care about anything, he walked up to her with his long legs a few steps away, leaned over and hugged her into his arms.

The cold and stiff body shocked César even more. He held her face in his hands and wiped her tears with his fingers. He wanted to speak, but he opened his lips, but he couldn't find words to comfort her.

"Mumu," he put his arms around her waist, and his face was very close, his low and hoarse voice rang in her ear, "Don't cry, there will be a way,"

Even he himself knew how feeble and powerless it was to say such words, and it was not consoling at all.

But looking at her tears, he realized that he couldn't do anything. This feeling was more heartbreaking than anything else.

Shenmu took a deep breath, she didn't know if she forgot or didn't care, she didn't even wipe the tears from her face, didn't continue, the tears gradually dried up.

"Look for An Mo." Her eyes were still looking ahead, her face was dry and expressionless, but she was talking to him.

The side face is still quiet, and the eyes are gloomy.

"Mumu?" César didn't understand why she wanted to find An Mo, and his tone was a little confused.

"Heh," Shenmu curled his lips into a smile, and sneered coldly, "Are you worried that I will embarrass her? Even if I want to embarrass her, are you going to stop it?"

César stared at her intently for a long time, and finally leaned over and kissed her on the cheek again, "I can do anything for you."

Shenmu closed her eyes again, refusing to communicate with him with this movement.

César stood up straight and walked out calmly.

A few minutes later, An Mo really came in. Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shenmu raised his head and glanced at the bedroom door, which was already closed.

Based on what she knew about César, if he wanted to listen, he would choose not to leave.

An Mo also looked at her. Apart from her usual self-righteous stubbornness, there were also some more complicated emotions in her eyes.

"Ma'am," seeing that Shenmu didn't intend to speak for a short time, An Mo spoke first, "Please tell me if you have anything to do, I still have work to do."

Shenmu narrowed his eyes, the temperature on his face was cold, "An Mo, you don't really think that I will selectively ignore the things you did in New York, do you?"

Even the voice of speaking has an extremely cold and sharp feeling.

An Mo's expression remained unchanged, only the corners of his eyes moved slightly, "Do you want to punish me? Or do you want to take revenge on me, whatever you want."

"Hehe," Shenmu laughed softly, but there was no warmth in the laughter, "Tell me about the process of your cooperation with Yinmei. Frankly speaking, although I don't think you are qualified to be Yinmei's partner, But you are his sister anyway, so if the information you give me satisfies me, I can forget it, but if I am not satisfied..."

"If you are not satisfied, what do you want to do with me?" An Mo asked calmly.

"What can I do with you? It's nothing more than throwing you into the interrogation hall. But this time, I guarantee that you will never come out."

An Mo kept looking at Shenmu, but when she said these words, she was lowering her head and playing with her fingers, especially since her long hair was hanging down in this position, she couldn't see the expression on that face clearly.

An Mo was silent for a moment, then smiled, "What do you want to know?"

"Tell me what you know, and see if there is any information I need." She replied in a casual and glamorous way.

"Tell you, what benefits do I have?" An Mo continued to ask calmly.

God Mu Shiran raised her head, but there was no trace of anger on her face. What An Mo didn't know was that she could be angry in front of César, but the more she was an enemy, the calmer she was. At this moment, she raised her eyebrows and spoke little by little. , "You have figured out one thing. We are not negotiating or trading. You also know that there is a lot of grievances between us. I want to destroy you now, all I need is one thought."

Hearing this, An Mo couldn't help but sneered, "You think I'm afraid..."

"There is something I need to remind you," Shenmu interrupted her indifferently but coldly, "Women are always the cruelest when dealing with women, so don't try...to provoke me."

An Mo froze because of her words, or because of the tone of her words.

She had known Gong Shenmu for a while, and she had a faint feeling, and it was a particularly disturbing illusion... This woman seems to be different from before.

"I don't know anything," An Mo's heart beat faster, and then quickly regained his composure, trying to pretend as if nothing had happened, "As you know, although he is my brother, our relationship is very ordinary , Yin Mei is an extremely mysterious man, and I basically don't know anything about him."

"You cooperate with him, what is his purpose?" Shenmu asked coldly.

"The only thing he revealed to me was that he wanted to provoke your relationship," she quickly thought of what Yin Mei said at the beginning.

【Cizell will not take the initiative to leave her, unless Gong Shenmu definitely does not want him】

The flash of thought did not escape Shenmu's eyes, she said with a sneer, "So those things in New York, it's not that you want to keep your legs, nor do you want César to hate me, but To... make me give up on him?"

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Today's New Year's Eve, please take a day off, only one update, I wish you all a happy new year! ! ! !kisses

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