Chapter 1942

"Madam President, it's not the president's intention to ignore you. You don't know that these days, we have been investigating all kinds of obstacles. Zhuge family, childe's family have sent people to block our information channel so that we can't find any details. It's really that living people can be angry to death! "

Hearing this, ziqianmo immediately broke the gong and couldn't put it on.

"How serious is it?"

She knew that Zimo pavilion was in trouble, but she didn't expect that when she was in Wuji sect, Mo Yan had been targeted by so many powerful people.

"Not bad."

Mo Yan made a stop gesture to the vice president, not to let the vice president continue to say.

Don't want to let Momo know.

"It's no use getting in the way. I've found out now."

He gave his little wife a comforting look.

He stood there, tall and handsome body, like a mountain, is always indomitable, always so reliable.

"Who is it?" asked ziqianmo

At the mention of this, Mo Yan's eyes darkened a little: "ZHUGE family and childe family are all involved in it. But neither side is the ultimate backstage. "

It's easy to tell who was the first to get into the black hand and who was the first to see them being bullied.

Zhuge family and Gongzi family are both the latter.

"Yan, don't take it too seriously."

Ziqianmo took her husband's hand and gazed at him tenderly

Mo yanfan holds his little wife's hand, cold fingertips, and feels the warmth from her.

"I understand."

Mo Yan continued to command: "these two suspects, also can't let go, still want to monitor."

"I understand."

The vice president of Tianyan chamber of Commerce left immediately after receiving instructions.

He knew that his president and his wife had not seen each other for many days. It was time for him to talk about friendship and ease his love.

This kind of time, if you continue to be present, it is too ignorant.

The vice president of Tianyan chamber of Commerce has a smile.

At the moment, in the study, Mo Yan put his hands on his little wife's shoulder, slightly lowered his head, and looked at her intently. A pair of ink pupils, like the night sky, were full of tenderness.

Ziqianmo's ears are not hot, and her cheeks are slightly red.

She did not answer.

But Mo Yan, through her expression, already knew the answer.

The hand on her shoulder, all the way up, stroked her lover's pink and white cheek: "recently, I haven't taken good care of my Momo. I've lost weight."

When the sky falls, he carries it.

He won't allow anyone to hurt her. No one will be allowed to separate them.

They are not separated from each other.

With a long love.

Ziqianmo is sentimentally attached to this touch of warmth. He stares at him so attentively, as if in his eyes, he is the world.

Her heart trembled.

I really like this feeling.

"You haven't come back for many days. You haven't given me a single letter."

In his voice, there was a trace of complaint, but more concern and worry, "no matter how busy you are, you should send me a message. Don't you have many capable dead men under your command? "

Is it hard to send her a message?

"My fault."

Mo Yan immediately bowed his head.

In front of her, he was always the first to bow his head.

He promised, "never again. I will deliver all my messages to you at the first time. "

He leaned down and gave her a kiss on her bright white forehead.