Chapter 615

Smell loose dejected back two or three steps, some lax eyes.

All along, he didn't think his wife and children hated him.

Eleven years ago was an accident, and he didn't want to

They have no reason to hate him!

"Today is their death day. What do you think of this gift I gave you, dad? Do you like it?"

Wen Mo probably realized his gaffe, calmed down and gave a faint smile, "before they were alive, you disgusted them all their lives, and after they die, you can give them peace."

Finish saying, smell silent don't go to see his face of losing one's soul, pull the hand of late evening to want to leave.

All of a sudden, he didn't know what he thought of. He stepped and then attached himself to Wen song's ear and said, "now, I see how you can protect mu Yunshen and threaten me with Liu Liu and his sister-in-law's life!"

Wen song's pupil suddenly shrinks, suddenly raises his head, and clearly captures the killing intention in Wen Mo's eyes.

"Wen song, everything you care about will be lost! Status, fame, women, and Moo! Cloud! Deep

The corner of Wen Mo's mouth is filled with a trace of evil smile. It's clearly a pretty and elegant face, but the evil spirit can't be expressed at the moment.

This is Hate!

Wen song stares at his evil face, and his face flushes abnormally.

"You villain..."

In the middle of his roar, all of a sudden.

"Poof -"

he spat out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and then his eyelids turned, and he was fainted by Wen Mo's breath.

Wen Mo's face turned pale and gave him a blank look.

Sure enough, I'm old. I can't stand it.

"Keke, er Shao..." The middle-aged man quickly caught Wen song's fallen body and said, "when can you spare people with your mouth?"

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he had recovered to his usual appearance.

"Please, deputy Wu."

Vice Minister Wu gave Wen song to the two people behind him, supported them and gave a bitter smile, "Er Shao, I'm so glad you're not my enemy."

Wen song is one of the top eight people in Chinese politics, but he seems to have brought him down with no difficulty.

It's really It's horrible!

Wen Mo noncommittal hook lip a smile, "this is where words, you but my right-hand confidant, follow-up matter please."

"Well, I can't be you, please." Vice Minister Wu waved his hand, his eyes turned, his eyes fell on Chi Wan's face, "this is the little lady?"

Chi Wan felt that the man's eyes were full of a kind of look, but there was no malice, so he nodded.

"Hello."

"You're welcome." Deputy Wu chuckled. "To tell you the truth, I've always been curious about you. After all, er Shao he..."

"You talk too much." Before he finished, Wen Mo suddenly interrupted him with a warning.

His scalp numb, quickly hit a ha ha, and then escorted Wen song away.

After seeing his car leave, Wen Mo raised his hand silently, and those people who had appeared before retreated quietly.

Late night suddenly broke away from his hand, look flashed a bit unhappy.

Wen Mo knew what she was not happy about. She helped her forehead and sighed with compromise, "can't I tell you when I go back?"

Chi Wan picks his eyebrows and grunts twice.

The cemetery quieted down, and they went in with their fingers clasped.

Walking to a tombstone and looking at the portrait on the surface of it, Chi Wan was stunned