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

There was a dull pain in her head, and the feeling of upset and suffocation became more and more intense. She pressed her eyebrows, endured the inexplicable emotion that came out of nowhere, and said coldly in a low voice, "Get out of the way, next time Don't let me see you!"

Everyone was silent. Although they didn't say anything in such a tone, it was quite obvious that they were very unhappy.

After Shenmu said this, she walked straight out of the living room. No one dared to speak, and no one dared to stop her.

Until her back completely disappeared from everyone's sight, two or three young maids hurriedly surrounded her, looking at her worriedly, "What should I do? You have offended Madam directly!"

There was a bit of hatred in that tone. As servants, it was difficult for them to walk carefully in every step in a big family, for fear of making mistakes.

Especially here, it's not an ordinary rich and noble family, this is a gangster rich family!

This also means that in the eyes of other rich people, doing something wrong may mean getting out. Here, no one dares to say a word for you if someone wants your life.

"I...don't know," the girl covered her face, eyes full of panic, "I was not careful, I was really careless."

The more I thought about it, the more worried I became, the more scared I became, and the tears quickly fell down.

A friendly girl next to her said worriedly, "Madam didn't want to see you just now, so... what do you mean?"

"Probably... expulsion," After all, this is already considered a very light punishment, just leave.

However, the girl immediately cried even harder, "My probationary period has not yet passed, I am waiting for my salary to treat my father's illness, if I am fired, where can I find a job with such a high salary... ..."

"I'll tell the godfather." A voice came from behind, flat and soft.

Several people immediately turned around, looked at An Mo who was coming out with a plate, she looked at the crying girl, and said firmly again, "I will tell the godfather, you were just careless just now, as long as the godfather Open your mouth, even if Madam wants to drive you away, Nu can stay."

Everyone looked at each other, but no one spoke.

The embarrassment between them is Nama, and she is a third party in their eyes, and now she says so...

This posture, this attitude, is clearly playing a generous and decent third-party posture.

But if she can really convince the godfather, then...

No one spoke, An Mo put down the dinner plate, "This is your lunch, I'm sorry for making it so late, but the task is considered complete."

She smiled slightly, turned around and walked upstairs.

Knocking on the door of the study room, it was Hui Hui who opened the door. Seeing her standing outside the door, Hui Hui was slightly surprised, but he just said indifferently, "An Mo, you seem to have forgotten your identity. The godfather's study room is not yours. Qualified to come in."

He didn't add insult to injury, a big man like him doesn't bother to do such a thing, let alone in front of An Mo, it's just a stupid thing to lower his self-worth.

What he said was completely true.

An Mo glanced up at him, neither humble nor overbearing, "You think too much, I just want to talk to the godfather about something related to my wife."

It has something to do with Madam... Hui Hui's eyes moved, and he let her in.

"Cesar," An Mo walked to the man's desk. He was lowering his head, his expression focused as if he was cooking in the kitchen, and he was so focused that he couldn't see anyone's existence.

She said softly, "I want to ask you something."

César still lowered his head, parted his thin lips, and said calmly, "Anmo, you seem to have forgotten what Mumu said."

An Mo's face turned pale. She reacted very quickly. She immediately understood what he was referring to without César not pointing it out.

【Since you are going to be the servant of this castle, from now on, you will only be a servant. 】

He is reminding her that her status is not qualified to ask him anything?

An Mo bit her lip, and continued after a while, "Just now a servant accidentally bumped into Madam and was about to be driven away. That girl needs this job very much..."

"What did you say?!" Before she finished speaking, César stood up from the chair in vain, his eyes were terribly dark, "You said someone hit her?"

An Mo was stunned, and immediately couldn't help but said, "She's fine, you don't have to worry so much..."

Why is there only that woman in his eyes and ears now?If something really happened to her, the castle would have exploded long ago!He can't even think of such a simple thing?

But apparently César did not expect that he had already come out from behind the chair, "Where is she?"

An Mo froze again, unable to restrain the pain in his heart, was he really so... nervous about her?

"I don't know." He replied in a low voice, with a touch of reluctance in his tone, "Go ask someone else."

Where else could she go, after all, she would never leave the castle.

Why is he so nervous?

Before her words fell, César already walked out of the study with a gloomy face.

Get out of the way in a smart way, so as not to block the road and become cannon fodder.

"Since the godfather is out, you should go out too. This is not a place for idlers to stay." How could anyone be able to stay in the mafia godfather's study?

It didn't take long for César to find Shenmour, on a swing in the grass.

She sat with her head bowed, her slender fingers grasped the rope of the swing, and she moved it once and for all. Her long hair was floating in the air. It was obviously not much different from usual, but there was a general radiating from her bones. depth and loneliness.

When Shenmu noticed that someone was approaching her, her waist sank, her hands were already around her waist, the man's familiar arms and breath.

Looking up, he saw a handsome face.

César lowered his head, not even noticing that his current actions had gone against her wishes, and there was undisguised worry in his eyes, "They said you were injured, but where is the injury? Is it serious?"

As he asked, he made a gesture to pick her up, looking at his posture, and prepared to send her directly to the doctor for examination.

Shenmu's hands were holding onto the rope with little strength, which prevented César from moving, and he looked at him with black and white eyes, and then said unusually coldly, "I'm fine,"

His eyes moved down and landed on his waist, "Take your hands away."

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