Shen Chengjing turns her head and looks at Li Shuiwu's hands being abandoned. She is scared to step back.

"How dare you touch me? Do you know who I'm working for? " Li Shuiwu's eyes are full of hatred and he kneels on the ground in agony.

She and he are classmates, but did not expect him to be so extreme.

"Check, not one." Mo Yanchen said in a cold voice. He pinched the person who hurt Shen Chengjing and threw him to the window.

The man got out of the window and fell upstairs.

"Don't kill, it's against the law! I'm fine. " She covered her arm and pulled Mo Yanchen hard.

His murderous spirit is very heavy. It seems that he can swallow all things in an instant.

"Give it to me." At this time, Mo Wen came in.

Mo Yanchen took a look at him, picked up Shen Chengjing and walked out. He walked very fast, as if he was afraid of losing her.

She secretly looked at him in his arms. In the dark corridor, she vaguely saw that the lines of his handsome face were tightly bound. Her hands trembled and stroked his face: "uncle, don't be angry."

There are several sides between them. At most, they are more familiar than strangers. However, she doesn't exclude him at all, just as he protects her, which makes her feel different every time.

"Let's go home."

"Good." She was in his arms, tired or bleeding, and soon fell asleep.

In the ink garden, the atmosphere became tense. Mo Qiu came from the army to stop the bleeding for her. After dressing up, he was relieved: "you girl, how can you be so lucky? You made him angry."

He can't remember how many years ago, Mo Yanchen didn't even have emotion. He was as cold as a wood, and had no human feelings at all.

On the other side, Li Shuiwu was abandoned and tortured so much that he finally recruited him. Someone contacted him by phone and gave him a sum of money to do it.

Wu haoshunteng touched the melon, found the other party's account number, as well as the phone's IP, and quickly found out who was behind the scenes.

"Brother Chen, is the wife of Mo's group." After returning to Mo yuan, Wu Hao reported to him immediately.

"Mohist?" Mo Yanchen's eyes are slightly heavy, very good! He was about to start with Mo Shi, but he didn't expect that they even sent him to the door and dared to hurt his woman.

"Speed up. In three days, I'll see Mo's fall." He held the delicate armrest of the chair with astonishing force.

"Yes." Wu Hao nodded and took the order.

Mo Wen also came back. He kept silent all the time. At this moment, he still spoke.

"Chief, you have never interfered in politics. I'm afraid the old man will not be happy this time." Don't worry about him. Mo Yanchen always has a clear distinction between public and private. If there is something wrong with Mo in three days, the business administration in a city will be in a panic.

"Now, I'm not happy."

Wu Hao touched his nose and looked pitifully at Mo Wen. He was really talkative! Mo Yanchen is in a bad mood. They will all suffer!

"Good." Don't ask to accept orders. If you dare to make the chief unhappy, it's that you can't get along with them.

Shen Chengjing is in deep sleep. I don't know how she sleeps. City a seems calm, but it is full of blood everywhere.

"If you lose too much blood, just keep it. It's OK." At this time, Mo Qiu also went forward and said, "she has a slight cold in the palace. If she wants to have a child, she needs to make up for it."

"You can go away."

Don't beg the corner of the mouth to smoke, pitifully cover chest: "chief adult, your face is writing desire discontent, really not good-looking."

"Go away."

Mo Qiu escaped from Mo yuan long before his words fell.