Superstar husband's love is too high-profile

Chapter 1008 What If He Really Died
Mo Han's hidden secrets are getting bigger and bigger.

"Miss Lin went to find Murong Ting, and that Fang Xin, and gave back the money to that Fang Xin." Phantom stood at the table and reported, but she couldn't hear his voice and raised her eyes slightly to look forward.

Mo Han was sitting on a chair, wearing a black suit to set off his indifference, his handsome face was a bit hazy, "Got it, let's go."

Phantom felt that something was wrong with him, but she nodded and prepared to leave without asking further questions.

"By the way." Mo Han stopped him, "What's Li Tianyi doing recently?"

Phantom turned around and replied: "I'd like to check what happened ten years ago, and went to that hotel, but it was hard to find the surveillance at that time, so he left."

"It's hard to find, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. You can deal with it, and don't let him find any clues." Mo Han raised his hand, with a little worry on his brows, "And you have to deal with the matter over there. He stayed by my side for a while, and said he was my assistant to the outside world.”

Phantom was stunned, "Is it here so soon? Boss, what did you find?"

He was willing to let him follow, indicating that something was about to happen.

Mo Han looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, his eyes flashed with coldness, "At this shareholders' meeting, I will completely disconnect Murong Zheng from the Murong Group, and then start our plan."

Phantom lowered her head, hesitating, "Then, what if our guess is wrong? What if... he is indeed dead?"

The corners of Mo Han's lips twitched slightly, as if he had heard something funny, and looked sideways at him, "He can't die, all this happened because of him, how could he die so easily."

If he was dead, none of this series of things would have happened.

……

Back home in the evening, Mo Han was a little tired from the afternoon's meeting, and walked in with his coat in his hand, and smelled a burning smell.

Looking up to the kitchen, a figure came out excitedly holding a shovel, "Mo Han! You're back, come on, give me your coat!"

Lin Xia graciously took his coat and hung it up, wearing an apron, and tied his hair into a bun.

Mo Han entered the kitchen and frowned when he saw the mess.

"Uh, that, I'll clean it up." Lin Xia scratched her neck, "Although the situation is a bit messy, I swear today's food will be edible!"

Mo Han looked at her swearingly, "What's wrong?"

"Ah?" Lin Xia was stunned for a moment, and smiled mischievously, "Um, I just forgot that rice was steamed for a long time, so it has some taste, but I have re-cooked it, and it will be fine after I open the window."

Mo Han sighed deeply and had nothing to say to her, "Who let you into the kitchen?"

Lin Xia glanced at Xiaozui with the shovel, and looked at him sincerely, "Isn't this to express my sincere desire to apologize to you..."

Mo Han looked at her innocent little face, and pointed to the mess on the kitchen counter, "You made such a mess, and I clean it up in the end, is this an apology to me?"

"I'll clean it up!" Lin Xia said anxiously, tugging at his sleeves, "You can save me, don't be angry, okay?"

Mo Han looked away, "I'm not angry."

"Then you ignore me for a day, and I send you so many text messages without replying?" Lin Xia complained, feeling a little wronged in her heart.

Mo Han unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled up his sleeves, stepped forward to take a look at the food she was cooking, and turned down the heat a little, "You have nothing to do."

(End of this chapter)