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

Whether it's the kitchen, the dining room or the living room, César's castle is so big, there are servants in twos and threes guarding it everywhere.

She walked to the table, raised her hand, lifted the tablecloth without hesitation, and easily threw all three breakfasts on the table to the ground.

The loud sound was the sound of porcelain and glass falling to the ground. The ground was in a mess immediately, and even the aroma of porridge was wafting.

She turned around and looked at An Mo who was following, with provocative eyes, "An Mo, don't provoke me in front of me."

His eyebrows are cold and bright, and even the aura exuding from his body is cold.

All the servants in the restaurant were so shocked that they didn't dare to show their breath, they looked at each other and looked at the second young lady who was losing her temper.

Who doesn't know that the godfather dotes on this second lady very much, but they really don't understand why they want to bring An Mo back. Which girl would tolerate her rival in love under her nose?Isn't this just to make her angry?

I can't tell, Miss Shenmu has always been well-bred, and this is the first time she has flipped the table in such a temper tantrum.

No one dared to speak, no one even dared to clear the table.

"What happened?" A deep and indifferent voice sounded at the door, César came over, stopped beside Shenmu, and looked at the mess under her feet, "Who made you so angry?"

Shenmu raised her head, her eyes were cold, "Apart from the woman you brought back, is there anyone else here who can make me angry?"

As she said that, she was about to leave. César held her arm and pulled her back into his embrace with difficulty. He comforted her in her ear, "Why did she make you angry?"

An Mo came over at this time, "I'm sorry Godfather, I didn't expect to make Miss Shenmu angry by preparing breakfast. I'm really sorry."

As he said that, he raised his foot to find a broom and cleaned the house.

"That's enough," César frowned, and stopped her movements. "I have servants at home." Shu Ze on one side ordered the servants on both sides, "Clean it up right away, go to the kitchen and prepare breakfast for me right away."

"Aren't you going to drive her away?" She looked up at him, her face still cold.

César still frowned, and said in a low voice, "Shenmu, what are you trying to do? She saved my life, I can't drive her away..."

An Mo bit her lip, and came over to explain to her, "Miss Shenmu, my grandfather's enemies are sending people to hunt me down, so I can only hide here for the time being. I promise, when the turmoil of this matter is over, I will leave now..."

"No need," Shenmu's expression was indifferent, she struggled to break away from his embrace, her eyes were devoid of emotion, and her voice was calm, she said, "Cesar, I know that between us, I will always be sorry for you, I originally thought that you would not accept other women except me, and I am dying, it is the same with anyone, so I am back, I am with you."

"But," she said seriously, without any other impurity in her pitch-black eyes, "don't force yourself to be affectionate just because of the so-called look, maybe as long as I disappear, you will find that you don't really need me. "

An Mo was stunned in place, looking at Gong Shenmu's appearance, why did she have such an illusion, she always felt...she didn't look like she was acting.

That sentence came to mind in vain, it only shows that your acting skills are not as good as mine.

Acting?It is true that every word and every sentence seems to be true.

"Cesar," she even laughed, "I'll give you time, and I'll give you a chance."

After speaking, she brushed past him.

He didn't hold back either.

Shenmu left Rome and returned to London.

An Mo stood straight and looked at the man through the French windows. He was the godfather of the mafia, and he was supposed to be domineering and omnipotent, but at this moment he was completely naked and indescribably lonely.

She thought for a while, and said in a low voice behind him, "Godfather, as long as you get the antidote, you still have a lifetime to spend together, so now, bear with it, okay? I know you are very sad to see her leave."

It seemed that as long as she left him, he would be very sad, even if he knew it was only temporary.

The air was silent for a long time, and even An Mo thought that he was not going to speak, but he suddenly spoke, "She doesn't want to be with me, I know."

The self-mockery in that tone didn't even hide it.

An Mo bit her lip, "Give her time, and she will know how good you are to her."

Give me time, and I'll let you know how good I am to you, you love Gong Shenmu, I love you, César, let's compare whether you got her heart first, or I got yours first Heart.

time?César looked at the scenery outside the window. There was never a lack of time between them. They grew up together. Isn't the time of more than 20 years not enough?

"When did you ask your grandfather for the antidote?" César retracted his emotions and said coldly.

He was only thinking about this matter. An Mo felt bitter for a while, but he quickly cheered up and said, "Cesar, you have to convince my grandpa that you love me. It depends on how you do it."

Her voice was low and she looked very helpless, "I think you also know that my grandpa is not such a deceitful person, he will not believe it easily."

"Understood." César said impatiently, a gloomy look flashed in his dark green eyes.

He can't wait much longer, he wants her to return to him immediately!

Shenmu directly transferred people from Yemen to pick her up, and the private jet was already ready.

"Second Miss," the bodyguard standing beside her saw her body swaying in vain, as if she would fall down by accident, he quickly grabbed her arm, "What's wrong with you?"

Why does he look like he's about to pass out when he's walking fine?

"It's okay." Shenmu stabilized his body and said calmly, "I haven't had a good rest recently, so I'm a little tired."

When she said that, the bodyguard didn't dare to say anything, besides, she really looked like she was in poor health and tired.

As soon as she got on the plane, she fell asleep without saying anything.

The bodyguards who had been following her looked at each other in blank dismay. They had been with Miss Er for a long time, and they rarely saw her like this. They couldn't tell anything was wrong, but they just felt that something was wrong.

When she returned to Yemen, Han Li was the first to come to her.

"How is your health recently?" Han Li stared at her with a serious face, "Is there any problem?"

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