Lock Your Heart and Lock Your Love: Don't Marry a Rich Husband

But judging from the current situation, some people's flaws are indeed exposed, but they are equipped with the same advanced micro-communication equipment as them!

"It doesn't matter, continue to monitor, I suspect that he is an undercover agent lurking in the Qinglang team."

Luo Yuchen didn't say who was the undercover agent, but based on his recent order, Deng Hao also vaguely guessed in his heart, "He Jiaming?"

Luo Yuchen didn't answer, and simply hung up the phone.

"What, I can guess it right away, okay, there seems to be no one else who has an enmity with your wife except that shameless He Jiahui..."

The long paragraph behind was hidden in his mouth, Deng Hao put the communicator back on, and muttered to himself, "I don't know how miserable that unlucky woman looks now, tsk tsk, I really want to see Under Zi Xin's handwriting, what will happen to that person..."

Here, just as Luo Yuchen hung up the phone, the ringtone rang again immediately. Looking at the caller ID, he frowned, but still reluctantly picked it up, "Hello, hello."

"Good girl!"

He Jiaming, who usually pretends to be gentle and elegant in public, looks like Mr. Pian Pianjia, but sometimes he is so angry that he swears, "Luo Yuchen, you are very good, you can't do anything to Huihui, just let me That bitch of yours is bullying her, right? Just wait and see how I kill that woman, Tsao!"

"Hmph, then you can give it a try."

Luo Yuchen flicked a thousand catties, not taking He Jiaming's anger into consideration at all, twisting an inspection report on anticancer drugs with his slender fingers, he smiled deeply, like a deadly Yan Luo in the dark night, "He Jiaming, The taste of unlimited scenery is very good, right?"

"..."

The heavy breathing on the other side of the phone suddenly became lighter. After a while, when He Jiaming answered the call again, he had already changed into a conceited arrogance that looked down on the world. The speed of the change was surprising, "Why, Luo Yuchen, so you Can't help it, don't like our He family's rapid rise under your stampede, and that's why you're looking for bad luck?"

"Hehe, I think you know who is looking for bad luck, right?"

"you……"

He Jiaming's fingers were slowly clenched, his hand was so strong that he almost crushed the mobile phone in his palm, he turned his head to look at He Jiahui who was almost disfigured on the hospital bed, he almost gritted his teeth to keep himself calm Appearance, pretending to be calm and negotiating with Luo Yuchen, "Luo Yuchen, the current situation is that your bitch hurt my sister, hurt her so much that she couldn't move on the bed, and even her appearance was completely ruined , how do you let her live in the future?"

In He Jiaming's mind, the most important thing for a woman is her appearance, even if it's his deformed younger sister who has become such a ghost, whoever sees her will have no way to speak to her, right?

Moreover, besides making him vent his desire, her existence is also used to complete his plan...

"Two choices, either let your woman come to the hospital, kneel down to apologize to Huihui in front of the reporters I called, and restore his reputation, or you, Luo Yuchen, will be responsible for her and you must put her Marry back to your Luo family!"

"Pfft-"

Luo Yuchen waited and waited, but only waited until these two ideas, which could almost be regarded as brain-dead,