The runaway wife of the president of the empire

At night, after seeing off the guests, Mu Yiyi finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "Feng, what happened? I saw that when Mrs. Greco was talking to you, your expression seemed too serious!"

Lei Yufeng embraced her and replied softly: "It's nothing!"

He decided to hide these troubles from Mu Yiyi, because he was afraid that she would think wildly.

"Did I behave badly today?"

"You're fine! At least in my eyes, you're fine!" He held her little hand and kissed it gently on his lips. [

Mu Yiyi smiled, thinking of his younger brother: "By the way, why didn't I see my younger brother today?"

"He is in Switzerland with LiLi and will be back in a few days."

She was about to say something when she saw Monan hurried into the hall.

"Mr. Lei! Ms. Mu!" He nodded politely, then stepped forward and whispered a few words in Lei Yufeng's ear.

Mu Yiyi turned her head to look at Lei Yufeng, feeling that his deep and beautiful eyes had lost all emotion at this moment, like a bird of prey hunting, sealing its throat with its claws!

"One by one," Lei Yufeng turned around and hugged the woman in his arms, his eyes softened instantly, "Go to bed first, I... have something to do!"

A magnanimous smile appeared on Mu Yiyi's beautiful face, she nodded and said, "Go! Go early and come back early!"

He bit her lips reluctantly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wait for me!"

"Okay!" In fact, since she came to Italy, she felt Lei Yufeng's busyness, which was not common in City A.

Seeing the back of the man disappearing outside the hall, Mu Yiyi suddenly felt relieved, another day passed, and it was still such an extraordinary day.

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In the basement of a farm somewhere in the outskirts, the lights were brightly lit.

A young oriental man was tightly tied to a cross-shaped stake.

Lei Yufeng sat on a wooden chair not far from him, while Monan and his subordinates looked at the man fiercely.

"Tell me! Where is Beitang Wu?" Monan asked.

The man was covered with wounds and welts.

He lowered his head and hummed painfully from time to time, but he just didn't speak.

Monan stretched out his hand, spread out his palm, and one of his subordinates quickly handed over a small silver knife in the shape of a willow leaf.

Monan was playing with the silver knife in his hand, the man raised his head at this time, just when his eyes swept over to this side, the silver knife in Monan's hand had already been shot, flying towards the man like lightning. [

With a muffled "ding dong", the silver knife almost touched the man's neck and landed on his shoulder.

Lei Yufeng looked at him coldly, calmly.

The man's head was covered in cold sweat and his whole body was limp. This kind of death game was much crueler than directly inflicting physical pain on him.

Just when he was in a flash, a silver light flashed, and another small silver knife flew towards him at high speed.

This time, the silver knife brushed against his ears, and the sharp blade cut off a few hairs in his ears.

"Don't tell me yet?" Monan was playing with the silver knife in his hand, with a sinister smile on his face.

The man opened his mouth, his lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.

"A person who doesn't speak is no different from a trash!" Lei Yufeng finished speaking with Yu Senhan's eyebrows, and stood up gracefully.

"No...no..." The man was extremely terrified, and finally let out an incoherent voice, "Lei...Mr. Lei..."