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

in the study.

With a gray expression, he carefully looked at the man sitting on the desk and concentrating on reading. Recently, the medical skills in the study have increased a lot, either to study various strange diseases, or how to take care of the body.

"Godfather," after hesitating for a few minutes, he still couldn't help but say, "The negotiation with Shalu in the afternoon has been cancelled, he is very angry, should we hold a banquet to entertain again at night, after all, we have cooperated for such a long time... "

The following words are not finished, but the meaning is already obvious.

In the afternoon, he watched his father cook by himself, and tried to coax his wife to eat. Since he had been with César for such a long time, he contacted the other party directly and canceled the negotiation without even reminding him.

César's eyes lingering on the book finally stopped when he heard this, but his dark green eyes were full of thought.

After a while, he suddenly said in a low and deep voice, "Contact Mo Bai for me. After such a long time, her body should be almost fully recovered."

Hui was startled, "Godfather, what do you mean?"

César has lowered his head again, flipping through the pages of the book with his slender fingers, "It's nothing, I want to stay with Mumu during this time, it's perfect for her to entrust the Mafia affairs to her."

"Godfather." After following him for so long, Hui naturally knew that since he had already said that, he had probably made a decision, but he couldn't help asking, "Is it appropriate to do this? Miss Mobai has been in a coma for so many years. Not to mention, the partner on the road is not familiar with her..."

In six or seven years, some things have basically remained the same for some people, but for others, it is enough to change the dynasty.

César didn't even raise his head, "The top three-fifths of the mafia's elite either grew up with her or were taught by her alone. As for the other people on the road, she is Mobai. She handles things well."

Of course, the premise is that as long as she is willing.

Among their generation of the same age, Mo Bai is undoubtedly the smartest and most talented one. Unless she doesn't want to be fashionable, there is nothing she wants to do but can't do.

What's more, the position of godfather of the mafia should have fallen on her.

Now that the matter has come to this point, Hui is very clear that it is useless to say anything at this time, and the decision made by the godfather is not something that his subordinates can change.

"Ma'am... are you okay?"

César's eyes darkened when he was reading a book, and after a while, he said lightly, "She's not good."

She is not good at all.

Hui sighed softly in his heart, and was about to step back when he suddenly remembered something, "Godfather, what are your plans for An Mo?"

Why put her in the castle? Although it was Mobai's intention, if the godfather didn't want to, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to stay there forever.

César's eyes turned cold, "In New York, I make all the decisions, but if she hadn't been there to remind me of Mumu's relationship with Yinmei..."

He will definitely soften his heart and listen to Shenmu begging him like that. At that time, it was just...

Hui immediately understood that in this matter, the godfather hated himself the most, but he also hated An Mo.

So Mo Bai arranged for him to acquiesce.

So Madam seemed to be embarrassing her, and he followed Madam's wishes.

One last glance at the serious and meticulous man behind the desk, if that moment really comes, how will the godfather face it?

That was his most beloved woman, ten years as one day, and finally died because of him, so the godfather's life in the future...

He couldn't imagine.

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Shenmu opened her eyes, the sunlight was very comfortable, she originally planned to just rest like this, her physique became more and more like her mother when she was close, although it was not to the point where she would not be able to fall asleep without a warm embrace, But sleep quality is poor.

It's so warm now, it's good to catch up on sleep, but she still didn't feel sleepy after lying down for a long time.

On the contrary, it seemed that all kinds of restlessness flowed from the blood.

She simply got up from her sleep, stood up, thought about it, and found out the drawing board, drawing paper, paints and pens she had left here before, and put everything in order in a leisurely manner—— It was originally just to pass the time, and she was not in a hurry.

She sat on the stool, her hair was rolled up casually, and the sleeves of her shirt were also rolled up several layers.

Blank sheet of paper with colorful paints in fine texture near hand.

Drawing is her specialty, and it is also a way she usually uses to entertain or vent her troubles, but now, facing this blank paper, her mind is still in a mess.

I don't know how long it took, half a novel, an hour, or maybe a few hours.

Looking at the messy colors and completely unruly graphics on the drawing board, she became even more restless. She simply threw away the paintbrush, stood up and held the balcony railing and took a few deep breaths.

Finally, he left the bedroom without looking back.

She walked straight without looking sideways, giving others the feeling that she didn't look at anything, not even the road. If the servant didn't take the initiative to move out of the way, she might bump into someone directly.

The young and beautiful face has an unhealthy pale color, and there is no expression, so quiet that it is almost indifferent.

"Ah~" The voice was neither high nor low, and she didn't react suddenly until the pain in her waist came.

She frowned, just now she was wandering, and was hit by a servant who was moving a chair and walked past her.

"Ma'am, I'm sorry." The hostess who bumped into the castle because she was walking backwards and didn't look at the road was worried, but when she saw the ugly face of the lady, she suddenly became more disturbed, "Ma'am, did you hurt yourself? I'll call the doctor right away."

When she said this, her voice couldn't help trembling.

Who in this castle doesn't know that the husband is holding his wife in his hands now, for fear that she will be wronged or hurt, and he will know what happens to An Mo.

It doesn't matter if you make the godfather unhappy, but if you make your wife angry.

I didn't even dare to think about it, and I broke out in a cold sweat for a while.

The corners of Shenmu's brows and eyes were filled with indifference and displeasure, "Can't you watch the road when you walk?"

The other servants looked at them carefully while they were doing what they were doing, and they were slightly surprised when they saw that Shenmu seemed to be extremely unhappy and accused them.

In their impression, although Madam is not very approachable and easy to get along with, she always feels very comfortable.

Although she feels a little alienated, she doesn't have any airs. At most, her temper is a little cold, and she won't embarrass anyone. Even if they really did something wrong, she won't say anything. Of course, if the wife doesn't say anything, the housekeeper must be said Their.

So at this moment, Shenmu's indifferent and sharp appearance made everyone feel a little strange.

Madame is probably in a bad mood recently?That's right, she also punished An Mo by throwing away the meals that taught her father to cook.

Is it because you are sick that you are in a bad mood?

"I'm sorry Ma'am," the servant was terrified, standing in front of Shenmu very nervously, "I won't dare next time, please forgive me."

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