Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

Tianhu endured and endured, before replying: "Mu Wanqing seems to have traveled to City G with Tang Moyu..."

When he said these words, Tianhu clearly felt that he admired Fan who was sharper than a falcon, gouging him out.

He was terrified and frightened by the stare.

Swallowing his saliva with difficulty, Tianhu felt more and more guilty when he was stared at by Yang Mufan. When he wanted to say something, Yang Mufan seemed to have noticed something, so he leaned slightly towards the desk, and then spoke forcefully: " Tianhu, look into my eyes, and tell me again: Mu Wanqing, where the hell are you?!"

"..." Hearing these words, Tianhu immediately had difficulty breathing. He held his breath and looked at Fana's eyes that were darker and deeper than hell, and felt that his soul was trembling uneasily.

Even though he secretly forced himself to calm down, the moment he spoke, his emotions were completely exposed.

He faltered and said intermittently: "Mu...Mu...Mu, Mu Wanqing and Tang Moyu went to G City for a trip. What's the specific situation, we have to..."

"Snapped--"

Not allowing Tianhu to finish speaking, Yang Mufan suddenly jumped up without warning, extremely violent and terrifying, with sharp eyes flying towards him, because of anger, he was almost about to spurt out raging anger that could not be extinguished no matter how hard he tried .

He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence from his throat: "Tianhu, I think you are impatient, and now you have the guts to start lying to me!!!"

Yang Mufan's move scared the three brothers of the Tian family to tremble all over.

Tianhu knelt down on the ground with an almost uncontrollable "plop".

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Xi Shangyuan.

As soon as Wen Xiaorou stepped into the spacious and luxurious hall, she noticed something unusual.

The moment she pushed the door open, she clearly felt a chilling wind blowing towards her face.

Staring blankly at the maids who were densely packed but neatly standing in the hall, all of them lowered their heads and dared not look at the man with a strong aura sitting on the sofa, Wen Xiaorou immediately felt a thump in his heart, feeling that the situation was not good.

She was a little confused. At that time, she was more: vigilant, walked forward slowly, and then asked: "What happened?! This is..." What's the situation...

As the distance drew closer, when Wen Xiaorou saw Mrs. De, who was kneeling at Mufan's feet, with half of her body lying on the floor, Wen Xiaorou immediately fell silent. At the same time, every nerve and every cell in her body was tense. tight.

"You still have 1 minute to think about it, tell me, why didn't you make that call?! Remember: I just want to know the real answer."

Yang Mufan was sitting on the sofa, with two straight and slender legs crossed, casually resting on the low table in front of her.

In his hand, he was holding a few darts, under the crystal chandelier, emitting bursts of cold light.

Of course, these words, admired by Fan Fan, were extremely gentle, very elegant, very pleasant, very pleasant to the ear, and at the same time, also very dark and frightening.

"Master, I... I... I..."

Hearing Mrs. De's voice trembling indistinctly due to fear or choking, Wen Xiaorou hastily interrupted: "Mu Fan, what happened?! Why did you make Mrs. De kneel on the ground?! She is very old... ..."