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

"Get lost," the anger and pain in his heart screamed to rush out, César punched him, "Why did she go to such a place? Even if she went, she would still be the master of the Yemen Interrogation Hall, Mu Liuli How could it be possible to be killed?"

"Madam's opponent is Yinmei," blood dripped from the corners of her lips, "It was just a small negotiation in Yemen. Madam just went back, so I planned to settle it smoothly, but I didn't expect that the other party was Yinmei...it was him Deliberately designed Madam."

"Miss Mobai... already recognized someone."

The originally icy and stormy air suddenly became quiet again.

Hui saw that all the light in those dark green eyes was extinguished in an instant, it was so dim that it had never been seen before, so dim that there was no hope of starlight in it.

The collar that was held was suddenly let go, César retracted his hand and stood in the brightly lit research room.

Qing kept silent on the sidelines, but the turmoil in his heart was no shallower than that of anyone other than César, the client.

He couldn't even imagine for a while, if his wife really died, then the godfather...

He had never felt that this man was so desperate and decadent. These two breaths spread from the depths of his bone marrow, and then quickly marked him.

"Go get the car ready, I'm going to London." With a hoarse voice, he still has messy hair at this time, because since his wife left, he basically hasn't been home, and he hasn't eaten three meals on time, and eats as soon as he remembers One point, don’t eat anything if you don’t remember it, let alone sleep.

So people are already very haggard, but now they look.

Qing just glanced at it, not daring to delay or speak, and walked out in a few steps. The most important thing now is to prepare the car and plane, and go to London immediately.

César looked at Ash that was still bleeding, and asked softly, "Is she really dead? There isn't even a body, is it?"

Hui was startled again, his almost hysterical emotions just now seemed to dissipate in an instant, no matter whether it was on his face or in his eyes, they were all unbearably calm.

"Yes," Hui felt inexplicable panic. Godfather's current appearance made him more uneasy than when he beat him up and questioned him just now, "Godfather, please accept the reality. Yemen has already proved it. Madam really didn't gone."

He had an intuition that came out of nowhere, even if the fact was cruel, even if it was cruel for him to say it, but they had to make him accept it:

As if, worse things will happen later.

"My wife is the second Miss Yemen. If they hadn't been [-]% sure, they wouldn't have come to a conclusion easily."

César still looked very calm, as if all his emotions had been vented just now.

Qing just came in at this time, and took a careful look at César's face, "Godfather, the car and plane are ready, we can set off."

César didn't respond for a long time, and then gave him a faint glance, "I'm not going."

"Why?" Hui and Qing looked at each other in surprise, seeing a new round of shock in each other's eyes.

Madame is dead?Why didn't the godfather take one last look at her, or?Because her body is gone, so he dare not go?

Or...he is not prepared to face this fact?

Thinking of this, the backs of the two of them were sweating at the same time.

César, however, was beyond everyone's expectations. He silently sat back in the chair he had been discussing with Yilu before, and said flatly, "Professor Yilu, continue what you just said."

………………

London, England.

All the funerals were handled by Mo Bai, she pursed her lips, wore a black overcoat, and her long hair was all coiled up.

She sat quietly on the side, with her head down, without saying a word. People kept coming to worship, but she raised her eyebrows the whole time.

She didn't cry, and there was no expression on her cold face, she just quietly looked at Su Yan and Wen Luo who were crying sadly.

In the entire mourning hall, they were the two saddest people.

Xia Jin didn't show up from the beginning to the end, but Gong Shentuo appeared for 10 minutes, with an ugly face, the tall and straight man who had never frowned at this moment looked like he had aged ten years suddenly.

He didn't say anything, he didn't even express the pain of losing his daughter, but all the pain was drowned in those eyes.

Nan Shu'er and Wei Li walked over slowly, Willow's always elegant face was also heavy like never before, his arms were half around the woman in his arms, and his brows were tightly knit.

Whether it's him or Gong Shentuo, he has already experienced ups and downs in his life, great sorrow and great joy, and he is no longer used to showing his emotions. No matter how deep or severe the pain is, it will knock teeth and revitalize blood.

"I didn't expect," Shu'er closed his eyes, and said in a daze, "I will have to experience more uncomfortable things in my life when I saw Mo Bai's body was seriously injured and unconscious."

Looking at his wife in his arms, Willow increased the strength in his hands. Even if he was as strong or as smart as him, he couldn't say anything to comfort him at such a time.

The death of a loved one is a pain that no words or comfort can heal.

Shu'er has always been a forbearing woman, but he knows better than anyone else that she has regarded Shenmu as her daughter since she was a child, especially during the years when Mo Bai was in a coma, Han Li said that she might never wake up, and she almost fell asleep. All the love and care that I didn't have time to give to Mo Bai was given to Shenmu.

Not her own daughter, but not half a cent away.

Mo Bai walked over without a sound, "Mommy," she held Nan Shu'er's shoulders, and said in a low and calm voice, "I'm worried about Xia Jin's mommy, you can finish reading Mumu later, Can you go and persuade her? You are the person who understands her best in the world, Mumu is gone, please take care of her body."

In fact, consolation is useless, the pain of losing a daughter, Xia Jin will only be more painful than everyone else.

In this funeral, there was another person who never showed up from the beginning to the end.

Willow raised his head and glanced at his daughter. From the moment she knew of her existence, she was raised as Hua An and the future successor of the Mafia. She was the strongest.

Something happened to Mu Mu, Gong Ziyi is unable to deal with these things now, and all her guts are on her.

Not even room to express sadness.

Willow nodded silently, indicating that he would take care of Nan Shu'er, and she didn't need to worry about such matters.

"I heard that Mumu's accident is related to Yinmei?"