The army commander takes love, and the warm wife is poisonous

"Why is there no reason?" An Mo seemed to find it funny, so she really laughed, "I have many reasons, and they are very practical."

"First, I don't have to stay in this horrible ninth floor prison where there is no light. Second, I love César and I don't want to see him sad. Third, as long as I am by his side, I will be happy." The chance to make him like me, the fourth...success, I naturally have a request."

César said indifferently, "What is your request?"

An Mo's expression was very serious, "If Miss Gong Er is really okay, I hope the Mafia can let the Dongfang family go."

"Can I understand that you mean that I can deal with your grandpa without touching other people?"

He has already begun to waver, that mysterious man is right, don't put yourself in the position of a saint, there is no great saint in this world, if you say it's all for him, he won't believe you.

Especially with their identities, talking about giving is far less convincing than talking about transactions.

Her eyes blinked, a tear fell, her voice was choked but she suppressed herself, "I know, you can't let the person who moved her, no matter what I say or do, you will end up You won't let my grandfather go, I just beg, you don't hurt other innocent people in the Dongfang family."

If he really took action against the Dongfang family, he would wipe out the entire clan. The Mafia cooperated with Yemen, and they could do it, although it would cause endless troubles.

César just smiled, his expression so dull that even Qing didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly, his low smile sounded, "An Mo, you've been with me for so long, and I didn't realize you had such a Good eloquence and persuasion, who taught you, huh?"

Before An Mo could say anything, she heard her cold sarcasm again, "It shouldn't be that grumpy old man, he doesn't have such abilities,"

An Mo's heart skipped a beat, but her face was still calm. She looked at it for a while, and finally said calmly, "The choice is in your hands. Believe it or not, it's up to you. Of course, I know, no Me, you may still be able to think of other ways."

César didn't speak for a long time, but he didn't walk away either.

An Mo looked at him and continued, "Although it is a scandal and a private matter of the Dongfang family, you should have heard about it. Our family once had a famous illegitimate son who was an all-rounder in the century. Not under Han Li, the ability to use poison and cultivate germs is not inferior to his medical skills. This germ was cultivated by him at the beginning. To be honest, I don’t really believe that my second brother’s germs will be developed before Gong Shenmu gets sick and dies. was killed."

Qing subconsciously glanced at his master. He had heard of the person An Mo was talking about, Dongfang Ye, who could be called a myth in the 21st century, young, handsome, and versatile.

However, the myth of the past has become the foolishness of today, which is something that almost everyone knows.

"As for me," An Mo smiled, looking helpless and sad, "Whether you believe it or not, I still want to tell you that since you knew my identity back then, you should have checked my details. Mo has never been such a bad person, if I hadn't accidentally met you and fell in love with you, I would have directly applied for a civilian job after graduating from the military academy."

"I never like the life of fighting and killing. I have never killed anyone. Even when the mafia is climbing up, I will not do it if I can not kill people. Gong Shenmu is my rival in love. He is outspoken. I hate her, but hating her doesn't mean I want her to die."

Every word and every sentence, she really stepped on the right place. She stated her purpose very frankly, and clearly put this transaction in front of his eyes as transparently as herself.

She even told him that she wanted a chance to stay by his side, and that she didn't like Gong Shenmu.

Flawless and watertight.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this plan, as long as she, An Mo, sincerely wants to make this deal with him.

Most importantly, this is just one of countless possibilities, and possibly, the least bloody one.

César's narrowed eyes were full of mischief, "If you want me to pretend to be with you, Mumu will leave immediately."

He thought she would say how a short time together is more important to her body and life.

But An Mo just raised a smile and said flatly, "Godfather, it depends on your ability, how you persuade your spoiled sweetheart to cooperate with us."

César was taken aback, did he persuade Mumu?Suddenly, it occurred to her that she was standing quietly and lonely in the church today, as if she was far away from him.

There was a hint of self-mockery in the dark green eyes, he proposed to her, and she was so frightened that she ran straight to the street, maybe she...wouldn't care about this at all, let alone just pretending.

She insisted on driving An Mo away, not because she was jealous, but because she knew that An Mo was from the Dongfang family.

His eyes slowly cooled down, what kind of person Dongfang Shu is, he is more or less clear, if he can live, he will not choose to die so easily.

Some things don't need her to say, he can naturally think clearly, and he doesn't need to tell them all.

César took one last look at An Mo, "Qing, let her out."

The meaning of this sentence is very clear, he accepts her terms of the transaction.

Of course, it is impossible for César to believe An Mo's one-sided words. Many things need to be checked by him himself.

An Mo can't find the palm of his hand.

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London, England.

Su Yan was holding Shenmu's medical records. When she came back to ask Han Li, Han Li frowned and told her everything.

Everything was exactly as César said, the germs had been in her body for several years, and Shenmu had no intention of telling anyone about it.

"Mr. Han, why didn't you tell the uncle about this?" A few years ago, when Mumu was 16 years old, she was so young, how could she not tell anyone.

Han Li lowered his eyes, and said calmly after a while, "Because I'm not sure, Mumu said she was afraid of death, and she was afraid that Dongfang Shu would really kill her, so please don't tell anyone."

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