Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

The moment he saw him, he nodded politely and respectfully, and shouted with a smile: "Young master, the master has something to do, please go back to the Tang family with the old servant."

Hearing this, Tang Moyu's handsome and handsome sword eyebrows were drawn back suddenly, and his sharp narrow black eyes glanced at the butler indifferently, then stepped out of the elevator expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Go back and tell my grandpa , I’m not free today, I’ll go back another day.”

Tang Moyu wanted to take this opportunity and leave quickly.

However, the housekeeper bowed slightly respectfully and nodded: "Young master, you offended me."

After speaking, he cast a look at the twelve bodyguards.

The well-trained bodyguards immediately rushed towards Tang Moyu with agility after receiving the message.

Tang Moyu struggled to his death, smashed the cardboard box in his arms towards the bodyguard who was rushing towards him, and then used all his strength to break through the obstacles, intending to break through the encirclement.

However, when he ran for more than ten meters, he suddenly discovered that there were three rows of burly fighters standing at the entrance of the underground parking lot.

Tang Moyu was so depressed that his head was full of black lines, and he cursed viciously in his heart: It's too disgusting to have double-layered defenses against him.

The housekeeper stepped forward and said calmly, "Young master, stop struggling to die. The master has already said: Even if you are tied, you must be tied back. You should stop embarrassing the old servant."

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The luxurious office of the president.

Admire Fan standing by the window.

The overly wide floor-to-ceiling windows made his tall and muscular body more and more slender and cold.

The bright golden sun in the afternoon, like a tulle, slanted down, covering the entire office, and it was warm as far as the eye could see.

However, no matter how warm and bright the sun is, it still can't dispel the coldness and chill that permeates from the flesh and blood of Yang Mifan.

He just stood there, silent, motionless.

The slender and beautiful right hand is almost perfect, with a cigarette between the index finger and middle finger, white eye circles, pale yellow.In the bright light beam, it rises and dances without rushing.

Sirius knocked on the door three times very rhythmically, and when he pushed the door and entered, he happened to see this scene.

"Second brother, I have already retrieved the information you want." He stepped forward lightly.

Yang Mufan frowned when he heard the words, he raised his right hand slowly, took a deep puff of the cigarette, and then spit out the white smoke at a slow speed.

Even though he is a man, Sirius has to admit: Admiring Fan is a perfect and powerful ruler.

As long as there is a place where he appears, it will definitely attract everyone's attention, and everything in the world, even the sun, will be eclipsed.

When everyone stood in front of him, they couldn't help but feel an illusion of surrender in their hearts, and a sense of awe emerged spontaneously.

No matter what he does or says, it is impossible to ignore.

Even if it was smoking, just the smoke ring that he vomited, Sirius had never seen a person who could vomit more beautifully than Yang Mufan.

After taking several puffs in a row, Mi Fan accurately threw the cigarette that was about to burn to the end into a short ashtray that was five meters away.

As he walked towards the desk, he asked in a hoarse magnetic voice: "Bring the materials here."

"Yes." Sirius respectfully presented the information.I was a little puzzled in my heart.