Chapter 607

Wen song's fingers are almost pointing to Wen Mo's nose, angry, "are you crazy?"

Wen Mo raised his hand leisurely and swept away his fingers. It was the same posture that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him.

"My wife can't afford the three words" broom star ". I think you are very suitable for this word!"

Hearing this, Wen song almost instinctively raised his hand and wanted to slap Wen Mo in the face.

When he was suspended, he was filled with anger. At first he knew that Chi Wan and his son had married, and his anger went up to a higher level. Now he heard that he didn't know how to repent and dared to disobey him, which made him furious and his reason completely broken.

Wen Mo casually clasped his wrist to stop him from falling. A pair of Phoenix eyes condensed into frost.

"Wen song, you can only use this blood relationship to suppress me."

"Rebellious son!" His eyes are red when he hears pine, and he is furious to the extreme.

He is an extremely self-conscious person. To put it better, he has a strong sense of control. To put it worse, the whole world should be around him.

Who didn't do it is a big mistake!

"Rebellious son?" Wen Mo even laughed, especially good-looking at the same time, his eyes also showed a trace of murderous, "if I'm a rebel, then what are you? "Dregs?"

Smell loose back hand, a pair of fist clench.

He stared at Wen Mo for a long time without saying a word. He could calm down his irritable mood. When he spoke again, his words changed.

"As long as you divorce Chi Wan immediately, I'll help you settle this matter!"

Although these two major crimes are not light, they are not without room to turn around. As long as he makes a few phone calls, they can be solved.

"You are my son anyway." He eased his face and said, "sooner or later, it will be your home."

Although he is deeply guilty of Muyun, he also knows that he will never let Muyun recognize his ancestors and leave a stain for his family.

Even if he doesn't want to see Wenmo any more, he will help him in a critical moment.

In Wen song's opinion, it's all late fault.

As long as she leaves Wen's home, she will return to the right track. Maybe Wen Mo and mu Yunshen can shake hands and make peace with each other.

From here we can see how self righteous the old man is.

The corner of Wen Mo's mouth was filled with a sneer. His eyes were as cold as snow. "Thank you, but I don't need it."

Wen song's face sank and his chest ached.

He's willing to give in, but this son of a bitch doesn't want to compromise?

"Wenmo, you don't want your future for the sake of being late?" He could not believe the low roar, "you have been convicted, if not for my help, you may not be able to stay in politics in the future!"

Wen Mo just drooped his eyelids and said indifferently, "this won't bother you."

He then stood up and walked out the door. "I said, don't look down on me."

Wen song's face changed brilliantly, just like overturning the palette, white and green for a while.

He frowned, but did not speak, because there was some doubt in his heart.

Did Wenmo already have an idea?

He really can't understand this son any more.

Wen Mo opened the door of the conference room and suddenly stopped. His voice was not emotional, and his indifference was amazing.

"Tomorrow is the death day of my mother and brother. I don't want to see you at their grave."

Wen song asked coldly, "one is my wife, the other is my eldest son. Why can't I go?"