Chapter 1232: Take out a sharp saber

Li Zhongjin: "Do you still like Gu?"

Li Xinxin: "Do you like to be useful? He is now the president of K. I want to be close to him. It is even harder."

There is no chance of being close, and it is even more impossible to be a woman.

Li Zhongjin nodded: "It is not bad to get rid of Mobson without Gu Yu."

Li Xinxin smiled and said: "No, don't ruin him. I think he is getting more and more attractive now. I am not bad to marry him."

"The woman he loves is Huang Ling."

"That was before, now, he does not love, he has been sued, he hates Huang Ling."

Li Zhongjin thought for a moment, "He really can't find the real murderer?"

Li Xinxin smiled confidently: "Of course, I can't find out that a mountain is taller than a mountain. Mobson thinks that he is smart and powerful. In fact, there are more people who are smarter and more powerful than him."

"He is not smart, but he loves the soldiers like a child. The people below him are loyal to him. It is useless for me to die for a dead soldier."

"Useful, without Huang Ling, he will marry me. When I give birth to a child for him, he will not threaten you. He will know that when his son grows up, he wants to inherit the position of your presidency. of."

"Do you have a way to let him marry you?"

Li Xinxin smiled confidently: "When the funeral is over, I will meet him."

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Mo Jingkai’s funeral was held very grandly, and there was a kind of announcement to the whole country that Mo Jing was dead.

Mojia did not specifically invite anyone to attend the funeral. Anyone who wants to send Mo Jingkai a trip can participate.

The same is true, there are many people attending the funeral.

After the funeral, Mobson locked himself up and saw no one.

On Saturday, Huang Ling is going to sit in court on Monday -

Mossen's sea view villa, Li Xinxin came.

Li Xinxin waited for a long time outside, and Mo Poson let her in.

Li Xinxin is black.

Long curly hair, exquisite makeup, gaze and feminine.

Mobson was quiet and his face was cold.

When Li Xinxin came in, he was trapped on the sofa, a pair of brown cockroaches, looking at her coldly.

Li Xinxin smiled heartily: "I can understand your current mood."

She raised the wine she had brought in her hand. "A hundred years of red wine, a drink?"

"What are you doing?" Mobson asked coldly.

"I am going to court next Monday. Do you want to see your woman lose at all?" Li Xinxin came to the side of Mobson and sat enchantingly at him: "Huang Ling is killing your father's murderer, you Still want to show her mercy?"

Mobson leaned over and looked at Li Xinxin with a sneer. "Yes, I want to show her mercy."

Li Xinxin looked at him: "Do you really like me at all?"

"How did you say that at the beginning? I said that I am a dog of Li Zhongjin."

Li Xinxin converges with a smile, and regrets with a look: "I was wrong. I was too fond of Gu Yu at the time. Now, Gu Yu is already the president, and I don't expect him."

"I know that I didn't expect him, I thought of me?"

Li Xinxin took the initiative to send him a change, and his body fell into his arms. He said, "Is it up to you now, isn’t it late?"

Mobson was cold and cold, and there was still a killing in his eyes. He licked his lips and smiled very strangely. It was very cold: "What do you say?"

"It's not too late, I am not married, you are unmarried, it is not too late. Mobson, if you still like me, we will associate, okay? Huang Ling is killing your father and enemies, do you still want to think about her?" Li Xinxin intends to be his woman tonight, so he has tightened him tighter.

Mobson said coldly: "No, I hate my father and hate."

After that, he held Li Xinxin's back in one hand, and the other hand, without a trace from the sofa cushion, took out a sharp L-national army knife.