Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 338 The Luo family girl has grown up

Huo Tingchen understood what the other party meant.

But the reason why Lord Mu was able to build his own business empire in such a short period of time was because no opponent had ever been able to grasp the weakness of this robot.

Therefore, he is still invulnerable.

Huo Tingchen raised his eyebrows, "It is impossible for anyone to have a weakness, but Mu Shihan is definitely an exception!"

"No, he has!" Luo Mingyuan said firmly.

Huo Tingchen cast a probing look at him, as if waiting for an explanation.

"Young Master Huo probably doesn't surf the Internet very much."

"waste time!"

"So Huo Shao, go back and check the latest trending searches, and you'll know where Mu Shihan's weakness is!"

After hesitating for a second, Huo Tingchen laughed again, but at this time, his eyes no longer had the playfulness before, but a few rays of excitement emerged from his eyes.

Mu Shihan's weakness?

so interesting
When Luo Mingyuan came out of the bar, the night had already thickened.

He glanced at the feasting lights behind him, and then uttered a small syllable from his nasal cavity.

In the private room, the brothers who followed Huo Tingchen asked about it in one go, and the latter was checking the recent trending searches on his mobile phone.

"Brother Chen, are you really going to offend Mrs. Mu for this old man?"

"Well? Am I still afraid that he won't succeed in Mu Shihan?" Huo Tingchen's tone became a little cold.

"No, it's not necessary for us, and let Uncle Ho find out about you!"

"Well, the old man is the old man, and I am me. The old man forces me to do what I don't like, so I can't do what he doesn't like?"

The young man called "Xingzhi" looked worried.

He knew that Huo Tingchen had a normal relationship with his father, if Huo Ziming knew about it, there might be another big battle between father and son.

Huo Tingchen poured himself a glass of wine disapprovingly, his deep eyes quietly fell on his wrist.

The light blue hair tie around his wrist dragged him into a long memory.

After a long time, a warm and spring-like smile flashed across his cynical face.

"The girl from the Luo family has grown up," he muttered as if talking to himself.

Standing by the side, Gu Xingzhi replied without hesitation: "You said Luo Zixi, didn't she enter the entertainment industry with the title of No.1 Yuan in Lincheng a while ago, and she is really pretty when she grows up!"

Huo Tingchen glanced at the young man beside him who was about to drool like a fool.

"Wipe your saliva and go to Qincheng tomorrow."

On the road opposite the VO bar, a young man with disheveled hair and long hair was sitting on a heavy locomotive, with a half-burned cigarette in his mouth, staring sharply at the direction of the bar, like a hawk lurking in the dark .

When Huo Tingchen and his group came out, he quickly threw away half of the cigarette butt and stepped onto the motorcycle.

"Brother Qi, the old man met Huo Tingchen."

On the other end of the phone, Qi Yu's face turned serious.

"Keep staring." He said coldly.

"Who are you staring at? The old man or the kid surnamed Huo?"

"Keep an eye on the old man first."

"Yes."

The long-haired young man hung up the phone, and then opened the phone map. A small red dot on the top was moving rapidly.

Immediately, the locomotive let out a roar, and broke into the thick night like an arrow from the string.

About an hour later, in a sea view villa area on the outskirts of Lincheng.

The locomotive was stopped outside by the security guards in the villa area.

"Brother, I'm the photographer hired by President Luo." The young man explained.

"Mr. Luo, which Mr. Luo?"

"Luo Mingyuan, didn't his car just get in, I followed him!"

The security guard gave him a suspicious look, then went back to the police room to inquire about his colleagues, and then came out again.

"You also went to Mr. Jiang's house?"

"That's right, Boss Luo invited me to come with me. I don't even know the way if you stop me!"

Just as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

"Look, I'm late, so I called to remind you."

The security guard hesitated for a moment, thinking that if he really delayed his important affairs, his job might not be guaranteed.

"Go, Mr. Jiang's house, Building 8."

(End of this chapter)