Since he became a late bodyguard, because of her excellent ability, she often unconsciously praised him in front of Wenmo.
Therefore, two little dragon heart big Yue, even if Wen Qing put forward a more unreliable request, he will agree.
Wen Qing scratched the back of her head. "What, sister-in-law will go to the set later. I'll go outside to prepare. It's time to send someone away!"
Wen Xiao Ha ha ha
Wen Mo couldn't help laughing, shaking his head and continuing to read the papers on his desk.
In the next step, he has to make full preparations to draw a successful end to what happened 11 years ago.
Wen song's fall has spread wildly in current politics and upper class circles, but it has not affected ordinary people.
Mu Yunshen has always been paying close attention to the situation of Wen's family. After all, one of the reasons why he put the blame on Wen Mo is to use Wen song to suppress Wen mo.
So all things, muyunshen in the first time to know.
He asked people to check the ins and outs of the matter. After listening to his subordinates' report, he leaned lazily into the sofa and let the smoke in his mouth burn slowly, which set off a bit of hazy temptation with his half narrowed peach blossom eyes.
"Wen mo You can't underestimate it. "
Qiao Dong stood with his hands down and said with no expression on his face, "it's strange that Wen song is too greedy."
"Who said it wasn't?"
Muyun flicked his ashes, and his scattered and evil eyes were filled with a sense of evil for the first time. "Qiao Dong, when I heard the news of his stepping down, I felt a little happy, and even regretted why Wenmo didn't kill him. Clearly he stepped down, it means that part of my plan failed. I should be angry..."
Joe Dong's eyes flashed because today is a special day.
"But he's still alive." Mu Yunshen looked at his hand and clenched it a little. The radian of his mouth was cruel and joyful, "because I will kill him myself!"
"By the way," he said suddenly, as if thinking of something, "the name of the woman who was demoted is Yang Yang... "
"Yang Shuwen."
"Yes, it was she who took the news of Chi Wan's marriage to Wen Mo for a walk." Muyun took a cigarette and asked with great interest, "is she interested in Wenmo?"
Jordan nodded. "That's right."
"Interesting." Smell speech, he slowly spits out three words.
Shu's, mobile phone sends out a burst of vibration sound, Mu Yun deeply looked at the caller's name on the screen, thought about it, chose to answer.
"Little madman, I'm not in a good mood today. If you have something to say, please say it."
If it was in the past, with his attitude, Siqi would be unhappy, but she didn't say anything today.
"I've just sent people to worship my mother."
Muyunshen's face sank and his voice said with a smile, "that's my mother. What are you barking about?"
Siqi said lightly, "it will be mine, sooner or later."
He was silent and did not speak.
Today is his mother's death day, not a few days later than Wen Qi's mother and son.
Eleven years ago, in the interval of a few days, he witnessed how Wen song tortured and killed his mother.
Yes, it's sadistic.
He watched his mother's life as if she were dying. It was a kind of extravagance to continue to live and die.
For her at that time, death may be a relief.
So how could he not hate it?
Si Qi over there sighed and changed the topic wisely, "what are you doing?"
Mu Yunshen said what happened here in a concise and comprehensive way.
Si Qi likes the way that he does not conceal in front of her very much, the tone of coldness can't help rising a few minutes.
She suggested, "that Yang Shuwen is a good chess piece, which can be used."