Meng Buyi shook his robe and smoothed the folds on it, but his clothes were ragged and there were rags everywhere. He couldn't do it well.
But he didn't care much. A soft and simple smile appeared on his face. The moon was curved and beautiful.
Soft way: "go to pick up my sister home."
The voice is gentle, like a whisper between lovers, with a thick sweetness.
"But..." that's why Ann didn't dare to say it again.
The bodyguard just said... Meng en'ai is dead.
Meng Buyi came back. Oh, no, it should be the real Meng Buyi. He finally began to show his fangs.
It scares everyone.
He used to be so clever and clever. He looked harmless, but no one dared to underestimate him.
Now... He's in a trance, like a different person.
Lazy and indifferent, it is clear that Wu Ma, a servant who has been carefully serving him since childhood, died and didn't let the young master look at it more.
But just now, when Meng Enai was recited in his mouth, every word.
It seems to have extreme love.
What a contradiction, a person who seems to have reached the extreme of ruthlessness, but still has this... Deeper affection than the sea.
But also because of this contradiction, it makes this love deep and even more shocking.
I can't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Meng Enai died. If not... It is the extreme and strong feelings of the young master.
Sheng Sheng... To torture, entangle to what extent.
"What about... Wu Ma?" Before leaving, I still couldn't bear to ask in a low voice.
Meng Buyi glanced lazily and shook his head: "I'm not dead. Send me to the hospital. The bodyguard didn't really exert himself when he killed. People just fainted."
For an YILENG, "didn't... Didn't die? But just now... "
"It's just a play. Mrs. Wu bothered." Meng Bu doubted.
Wei an immediately looked over there in shock, because Wu Ma looked so miserable now. She felt that she didn't die and lost half her life. In that case, who could have thought she would still be alive?
So no one came forward to check her breathing, but now... Unexpectedly... No one is dead?
Why did the young master know and why did he say it was a play?
He looked at Wu Ma with some fear. He just felt that he couldn't understand the undercurrent surging more and more.
But I dare not think about anything more.
He can do little. Follow the young master and do good things.
Is the only way to save your life in this dark forest.
"Yes, I'll send someone to the hospital."
Seeing that everyone was busy, Meng Buyi shook his sleeves and asked someone to find him a coat and put it on directly.
Meng no doubt was supported out of the basement and out of Meng's house. The moment he came out of the basement, his power had changed dramatically.
The servants outside were stunned, as if Meng Buyi easily seized power.
Some people don't even know what's going on.
No one knows. He has prepared for this for ten years.
The house was empty and there was no one. He didn't care. Wearing his coat, he directly boarded the helicopter that was ready to be outside.
"Call out Meng Buxin, oh no, call out today's travel records of all his female companions.
All those who travel by air for more than four hours are ordered to return. "