happy ex-wife

Chapter 747 Invite Master Biao to watch a good show ([-])

The person over there paused for a moment, but quickly laughed again.

"She knows my identity. I think you should know that you sent me here. What are you thinking? Are you still refusing to give up?" Li Zi said in a deep voice, "This is not a good way to be a lover."

"Li Zi, this is my problem." Mo Lu Su was obviously displeased.

"Okay, I just remind you, don't use the same stupid method as your father." Li Zi said helplessly.

"What do you mean?" Mo Lu Su asked in a deep voice.

"Your cousin is not someone to mess with, you have to know, my father's identity on that road, before your father arranged for someone to arrange an underground casino in the shopping mall under the Chu Group, and then planned to frame Chu Ningyi. "

"What did you say?" Mo Lusu stopped the car suddenly, his fingertips turned white instantly.

"Your father, arranged for the casino to frame Chu Ningyi!" Li Zi repeated it kindly, "Unfortunately, the night before the frame, Chu Ningyi knew everything and asked my father to release the casino. , I just heard it." Li Zi smiled and said, "I admire that person Chu Ningyi, he can bite back, and your Mo family will really be finished by then, but he didn't do it."

Mo Lusu opened the door and got out of the car, suddenly feeling extremely hot.

"Lu Su, I'm a classmate. I really suggest you not to be scheming to your cousin. Besides, you are kind to Shui Anluo. I'm afraid it will only cause trouble for her." Li Zi hung up the phone as she said. .

Mo Lu Su held the phone in his hand, Li Zi's words felt like a hot slap on his face.

Why did he still treat Shui Anluo so well? He didn't even treat her silently, but in such a way that she could guess. He admitted that he had selfish motives.

But once this kind of selfishness is blatantly said, it's like being slapped unceremoniously.

"Ah—" Mo Lusu howled loudly, and threw the phone out of his hand.

The phone was quickly buried in the darkness, and Mo Lusu put his hands on the railing.

A scandal, framed, his father, what else to do to prove his unscrupulous means?

Mo Lusu was thinking, when the sound of a car stopping suddenly came from a distance, and soon a person was pushed out of the car, "I tell you, get out of City A, or you will die next time. "The people in the car said loudly, and they closed the door of the van and let people drive.

"Painting bag, my painting bag." The ragged man on the ground stumbled up and chased after the car, but he just took two steps and lay down on the ground again, still calling for the painting bag.

Mo Lu Su frowned and walked over. The man seemed to have been beaten. All he could see on his face were bruises, and even his hands were full of blood.

"Painting bag, my painting bag—"

The man walked forward on his stomach, but the shadow of the car had long since disappeared.

Mo Lusu squatted down and looked at the man who struggled to crawl: "Is a painting bag so important to you?"

Zhao Xia looked up, under the moonlight, he saw the man squatting beside him.

In my memory, there was also such a woman who squatted in front of her and asked herself this sentence, so after her painting bag was stolen, she gave herself a painting bag.

It's a pity that now the painting bag has been taken away again, but he doesn't even have the ability to protect it.

(End of this chapter)