Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 1092 Who Do You Want To Die?
The other party immediately frowned, their eyes met, and there was an invisible collision, as if dazzling sparks were sparked, resulting in a crackling sound.

After all, Qi Feng was born in an aristocratic family, and he has been exposed to big scenes since he was a child. How could Qi Feng be intimidated by his eyes for a person who doesn't know his number.

With both hands in his pockets, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction with their failure again.

As for the two lost brothers mentioned earlier...

In Qi Feng's view, since you are doing this, you should have put life and death aside long ago.

After all, when you take another's life, you also have to consider that other people may take your own at any time.

What's more, if you don't do things well and lose your life, it's because you are not good at learning, who is to blame?

He failed to provide them with so much information, and Qi Feng even suspected that the person behind his back who threatened to cooperate with him was obviously playing tricks on him.

"Send a message to your boss, if you don't come to see me in person, then I think our cooperation can come to an end."

Saying that, without looking at the unusually ugly faces of those two people, he turned and left.

……

In the demolished houses on the other side of the imperial capital——

The curtain stood in front of an old-fashioned TV, and the occasional snowflakes and crackling noises once made her feel restless.

But he had to endure it and kept switching channels, just to be able to see the news about Mu Geunge's death as soon as possible.

But from dark to early morning, she still couldn't see the news she desperately wanted to see.

And as time went by, the preface became more and more irritable.

Zhou Weiming stood behind her, and he stood there for as long as she started watching.

And it focused everyone's attention on the preface.

Looking at her from being calm to the anxiety that could explode at any time now.

In order to deal with Mu Geunge, she seemed to be in a trance right now.

He didn't know who she had found to help her, but he was rejected when he tried to help her.

She is now completely refusing anyone to enter her world.

Zhou Weiming was worried about her like this.

When the pointer struck twelve, and there were only a few TV channels, and there was only a picture of the TV being stopped for a rest, Mu Yan could no longer restrain the anger in his body and smashed the remote control in his hand.

Immediately, it scattered in all directions.

Zhou Weiming immediately stepped forward to comfort him, "Ah Yan, Ah Yan, what exactly do you want to see? Tell me, and I'll help you find it."

The pretext Dali Hui opened the arm he was trying to confine himself, his face was distorted and ugly, his eyes were lowered, and he was talking to himself there.

"No, no...useless things...waste..."

"Death... why didn't you kill her? Why didn't you kill her?"

Zhou Weiming frowned even more when he saw the epilogue talking to himself like a lunatic, and seeing her frantic behavior of wantonly destroying the items in the house because she failed to achieve her goal.

But he didn't dare to step forward easily.

She is emotional now, what if she impulsively stepped forward and let her accidentally injure herself?
"Ah Yan, don't be angry. Who do you want to die? You tell me, I will help you, I will definitely help you..."

The firmer promise finally attracted Muyan's gaze, and her crazy gaze gradually calmed down. She stood only one step away from Zhou Weiming, and looked up at him for a long time.

"Haha..." Suddenly, Muyan laughed like that, loud and bright, especially eye-catching and cold in this house with almost no residents.

She laughed like a lunatic until tears came out, and she even laughed so much that she hugged her stomach and crouched on the ground.

Zhou Weiming pursed his lips tightly and looked at the epilogue as if he was laughing at what a ridiculous joke he said, and the sadness surged up like a tide.

How could this be?
Why did Ah Yan become like this?
She was so proud and noble in the past, but now she...

The more she behaved like this, the more distressed Zhou Weiming felt.

He went over, knelt down in front of her, and said in a very soft voice: "Ayan, I said, as long as it is what you want, I will help you get it. Whether it was in the past or now, as long as you tell me, I will do it for you." do it."

Maybe it's because the sincerity in his words doesn't seem like a show, and maybe it's because of years of companionship that she still has a little trust in him.

The prelude to the wild laughter gradually quieted down, she raised her eyes to meet Zhou Weiming's persistent gaze, and blinked, like a child eager for promise, "Really?"

Zhou Weiming nodded vigorously.

"Even if what I ask you to do will kill you, are you willing?" Soon, she asked again.

Zhou Weiming was stunned for a moment, then nodded after seeing the complexities in his eyes.

Now he can be said to have no worries.

For a person who is defined as dead, there is really nothing in this world worth remembering except for the person he cares about.

Currently, he has only one wish.

That is to hope that she can still live well.

"I want the lives of Mu Geunge and... her child." Mu Yan said sullenly, his eyes staring at Zhou Weiming with a cold light.

Now Mu Geunge's life is not enough to extinguish the anger in her heart.

The happier she is, the heavier the pain in her heart.

How could she not let her experience her own pain?

Zhou Weiming's hands were clenched tightly when he was speaking, and his joints even made an inaudible sound.

"Okay." Another promise, not to comfort her, but to really do it.

Muyan showed a happy smile as he wished, and even took the initiative to grab his clenched hand because he was too eager, "Really?"

Zhou Weiming looked down at the eyes held by her, and the cold eyes were gradually replaced by tenderness.

To her, he never refused.

"Really." Looking up again, he responded gently.

As if he could see Mu Geunge bringing her newborn child to die in front of him, Muyan once again showed that crazy and insane expression.

With Zhou Weiming's promise, the curtain seems to have gradually calmed down.

Suddenly, she looked at him nervously again, "How about the matter I asked you to check?"

It's not enough if Mu Geunge and her child are dead, there's also her...and her...

Thinking about the results of tracking during this period of time, Zhou Weiming first pursed the corners of his mouth, and frowned slightly.

Qi Feng is a cautious person, he must be accompanied by bodyguards when he goes out, perhaps because of his family background, he pays more attention to propriety when doing things.

After a while, this person's cleanliness makes people feel unbelievable.

His wife passed away for many years, but she has never been rumored to have an affair with any woman, and her private life seems to be extremely disciplined.

Most of the workers around me are male workers. In addition to work and entertainment in daily life, there is nothing worth digging at all.

He didn't understand why Ah Yan insisted on letting him follow Qi Feng?

(End of this chapter)