Mr. He, don't mess around

Chapter 570 Let's see how she turns around!

Wang Zhishan sent her grandfather away, but she herself remained at the party. She randomly found a round table and sat down. From time to time, a few passing guests greeted her enthusiastically, "Miss Wang, you just talked to Mr. Feng The dance is really pleasing to the eye, a man of talent and beauty!"

"Miss Wang, your wedding is coming soon, when are you going to send out invitations?"

"..."

Listening to those compliments, although Wang Zhishan responded to them with a smile on the surface, secretly, her slender fingers were holding the tall red wine glass tightly, looking at them, she was already jealous in her heart and was about to go crazy.

Do you think Feng Mu loves her so much?

She thought so too, but just now when she was immersed in hugging and dancing with Feng Mu on the dance floor, she heard him leaning against her ear, suddenly lowered her voice, and reminded her coldly, "Wang Zhishan, I Feng Mu has never been a man with a good temper and respect for women, this is the last time, if you still threaten me with grandpa next time, I will immediately annul the engagement!"

Although he responded to her with a smile, every word was full of hostility.

cancel the engagement...

The matter that she has always been on the top of her heart, but this is a piece of cake in Feng Mu's eyes. She used to feel sorry for Meng Lan, but now it seems that she is not much better.

A marriage without love is like a hollow walnut, the skin of which is pried open with great effort, only to be disappointed when opened.

"Miss Wang, please stop drinking. It will be disrespectful if you drink too much." Wang Zhishan just drank the red wine, when suddenly the assistant stepped forward and grabbed her arm tightly, stopping her movement.

Wang Zhishan could only put down the wine glass, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of her lips. As the title of Miss Wang, she has been under too much pressure and too many strange eyes since she was a child, and she can't even drink a glass of wine. Not casually.

"What's the matter?" Her tone was irritated.

At this time, the assistant looked around for a while, and then came forward and leaned into her ear and whispered a few words, Wang Zhishan's originally sleepy eyes suddenly lit up, "Are you sure?"

The corner of the assistant's lips curved into a smirk, and he took out a mobile phone from his bag and handed it to her, "All the videos are here."

Wang Zhishan chuckled from the bottom of her heart, gripped the recording pen tightly with her palm, and secretly gritted her teeth with vicious eyes.

Meng Lan, let me see how you turned around in front of Feng Mu this time!

Don't blame her.

If you want to blame, you can only blame who made them provoke the same man?She is very clear that once she is investigated and found out, she will never be loved by this man in her life, but so what, she will always sit firmly in the position of the young mistress!
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In the backstage room at this time, He Hanchuan, Feng Mu, Xiang Wan and the others all had serious expressions on their faces. The bodyguard handed the hidden weapon with the skull to Feng Mu. He glanced at it, and the eyes under the gold silk frame concealed the turbulent waves. , "He Hanchuan, your life is really tough, even the "Shadow" organization under the Lantes family wants your life?"

"Lantes? Are you sure?" He Hanchuan's expression was ugly.

"Well, this kind of hidden weapon can only be made by the Lantes family. Who did you offend?" Feng Mu asked in a deep voice, even a big man like him who can eat both black and white has such a dignified expression.

Lantes family?
Xiang Wan was startled. Although she didn't know much about underground organizations, she had heard of the Lantes family. They were considered to be the top three huge organizations in the underworld. They took over the smuggling tax of the entire business, entertainment, catering and other industries. , but the government did not dare to act rashly.

More than 20 years ago, many big cities had not fully returned to the country, gangsters were rampant, and the crowds on the streets were in turmoil. However, with the development of the country, black and white have also reached an agreement to coexist peacefully.

Today, it is already an era of peace and prosperity, why did the Lantes family start to turmoil in private again?
And the target is still them...

Xiang Wan couldn't help raising his eyes to look at He Hanchuan, pursed his lips tightly, walked over to hold his hand tightly, and snuggled up to his side obediently, "Is there any misunderstanding, don't worry, let's investigate slowly .”

He Hanchuan's handsome face was full of dryness. Under Xiang Wan's comfort, his mood eased a little, but his chest was still tight, and he unbuttoned a few buttons on his collar with his slender fingers.

"Wife, are you afraid?" He pulled back Xiang Wan's hair that fell by his ears, and stared at her with deep eyes, refusing to let go of any subtle expressions on her face...

"I'm not afraid." Xiang Wan shook his head firmly.

There was a gentle smile on the corner of He Hanchuan's lips, but worry was unconsciously revealed in his eyes, yes, he was scared.

He Hanchuan, who walked all the way on the bloody knife point, was never afraid of death, but the only thing he feared now was that he would not be able to protect Xiang Wan and the children due to negligence like today.

This hidden, huge crisis of the Lantes family... is really terrifying!
Standing aside, Feng Mu was fed a lot of dog food. Although he didn't feel anything, he got angry when he saw He Hanchuan's wife-loving behavior, raised his fist and hit him on the shoulder, "Okay You are not dead yet, should I invite a lawyer to make a will for you first?"

Listening to his words, the tenderness on He Hanchuan's face was completely subdued, "Don't worry, death will come after you."

"Get lost!" Feng Mu was furious.

The bodyguard brought a long chair, and He Hanchuan sat down with his arms around Xiang Wan's waist, his long thin arms resting on the sofa, his facial features sculpted like ghost axes were extremely attractive.

He raised his eyes slightly, his falcon-like pupils were filled with wisdom, and reminded him in a deep voice, "Make a deal, lend me your newly formed underground organization 'Ye'."

Feng Mu couldn't help taking a deep breath, "He Hanchuan, are you dreaming, the lion opened its mouth wide?"

"If I'm not mistaken, you have thousands of tons of brand-name clothing on the coast of Westport. How about I help you sort it out?" He Hanchuan reminded with a calm expression and almost no pressure.

"..." Feng Mu clenched his fist tightly, let go, and clenched it again, struggling mentally for a long time, "Deal!" But there was still a sharp pain in his heart, you son of a bitch!

He is a veritable 'small abacus'. If he hadn't been suppressed so much that this batch of goods could really bring him huge profits, he would not let go of his mouth after begging He Hanchuan many times before but failed!
Xiang Wan watched quietly from the side. Although he didn't know anything about the underground organization they were talking about, but looking at the expressions of the two big men who were reluctant to part with each other, it is estimated that neither of them got any advantage.

(End of this chapter)