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

They had never seen the godfather get so angry. His eyes were almost blood-red, and his whole body was emitting a chilling roar, burning all the way.

She leaned her back against the door, only in this way would she not fall down, she slid down the door a little bit, she closed her eyes, turning everything in front of her into darkness, "Silver Charm."

Silver Charm.

César resisted the pain that was spreading from his body and the anger that was about to explode, and said word by word, "Why are you with him?"

Why is there a man in her room at such a late hour?

what is she doingWhat does she think of him?

César has never felt that there is any time when he wants to kill more than this moment, he even wants to kill.

The long black hair covered her sight, and she buried her face in her knees, "I don't believe you," her tone was slowed down, it sounded like it was deliberately slowed down, but in fact it was only because she I don't know how to word it.

So she could only think about each word, and then say it after thinking about it, carefully choosing every word.

"Cesar, I don't believe you can save me," she finally finished a complete sentence, "So, I will figure out a way by myself, I will find a way to get the antidote from Silver Demon, and I will save I myself, as I said, am afraid of death."

In all the sentences, she used my words to speak, and she wanted to emphasize something.She still wanted to emphasize something subconsciously, maybe she didn't realize it herself.

There was a dead silence, and she could hear heavy breathing on the phone line.

As proud as César, he probably has never been so humiliated in his life.

What could be more humiliating, more devastating to a man than his woman not believing in him?

"Do you know what you're talking about?" He didn't lose his temper, and he didn't smash anything, but his eyes were terribly red, he paused every word, and asked softly, "Gong Shenmu, don't tell me , you are staying in that man's villa and refusing to come out, because you plan to sell yourself, you, best, immediately, no, confess, this, this, thing."

The air pressure in the study room had dropped to the lowest level, Hui and Qing looked at each other helplessly, they never thought that the matter would become so serious.

Although they only heard what the godfather said, they can already roughly guess what happened. Now... what should we do?

Hui frowned, what exactly did Gong Shenmu want to do?That woman looked so noble that she couldn't eat the fireworks of the world. Why are the things she did so dirty?

The front foot left the Mafia, and the back foot was with other men.

No matter how much he can bear it, he can bear her refusal to accept, bear her hot and cold, bear her indifference, which man can bear her cheating, but when they are together.

After agreeing to be together, but turning around and living in another man's villa, she really thinks a man is so tolerant, won't she get mad?

Hui had a premonition that the godfather would be driven crazy by this incident, which was more serious than Gong Shenmu's decision to be with Dongfang Qi, at least they were not together at the beginning.

And now, this is a real betrayal!

"Don't say it so harshly," Shenmu said lightly, as if a little displeased, he could almost imagine her expression when she frowned and said this lightly.

An understatement, heh.

"Is prostitution hard to hear?" He sneered, every single word seemed to come out of his throat, "If you weren't my woman, Gong Shenmu, I would have said it even worse."

Did she think he wanted to say that?Putting these two words on his own woman, is there anyone who is more ashamed and humiliated than him?

And all this humiliation was given to him by his favorite woman.

OK, she's fine.

He loves him, pets her and is obedient to her, just to let her abuse him like this? !

Or, he was too kind to her, so she didn't feel any stimulation at all, and felt that he was just dispensable, so she treated him better when she thought of it, and just threw it aside if she couldn't think of it?

Who allowed her to treat him like this?

Oh, it's him.

It was he who loved her, that's why he gave her the capital to treat him so unscrupulously.

She didn't refute him right away, and even her breathing was almost silent, "That's it," she said lightly, "Cesar, I know you will blame me like this, so, just let it be."

"You're dreaming." The three words gnashed his teeth, as if they came out from between his teeth, "Gong Shenmu, don't even think about it, I won't just let you go."

With a sound of "slap," the phone was smashed into pieces, Hui Hui silently glanced at the shattered phone on the ground, thinking about when he could pick up the card inside, and then quickly replaced it with a new phone.

The godfather will use it again soon, he doesn't care if he smashed the phone himself, he just needs to have the phone if he wants to use it.

"Get ready for the plane right away." César had a cold face, and his eyes were even colder.

Qing's expression froze, and he asked in a low voice, "Are we going to Bossey Island?"

The godfather sent someone to monitor Gong Shenmu's whereabouts, and he was the one who reported it, so he knew it very well.

César sneered, and roared impatiently, "Now that I know where so much nonsense comes from."

Hui Weiwei was a little bit taken aback, he knew that the godfather would definitely look for someone in person, but he thought it would be tomorrow morning, so late...it was very unsafe.

However, he quickly figured it out, his woman lived in someone else's house, how could he bear it with his godfather's temper?

Qing didn't dare to neglect, he didn't dare to neglect anything related to Gong Shenmu, and immediately ordered the airport to prepare the plane to fly to England overnight.

César returned to the bedroom from the study, took out a black overcoat from the cabinet, and then took out a black gun from the bedside drawer, skillfully loaded all the bullets with his fingers, and then put it back on himself body.

Open the door, then close it forcefully, and walk vigorously towards the stairs.

"Godfather," An Mo's voice sounded in astonishment, "Where are you going?"

She came down from the third floor, trotted to him in a hurry, looked up at his handsome face, and could clearly feel the dark and indifferent aura emanating from him through every pore.

"None of your business, go back to your room." César turned and went downstairs without even looking at her, without any expression on his face.

An Mo bit her lip, but quickly followed, "You want to go out, right? I know you want to go out. I'll be with you, and I can help you."

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