Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 89 Why Mao Wants to Suddenly Look Back at This Prosperous Youth?
Faced with such a battle against Mo Xiao, Xie Shichen couldn't help fighting two cold wars, as if this master had returned to the cruel battlefield, "Xiao, don't play too big, it's not good if you get killed or something."

Zhan Moxiao didn't speak, he got up and left. Ou Lan looked a little crazy at the handsome and handsome figure of a general who was marching on the ground.

This man is so handsome, so handsome that she feels her little heart beating "bang, bang, bang".

However, Lord Xiao turned around suddenly, and his picturesque eyebrows looked sideways, which made her feel a coldness running through her chest and back, and the beautiful picture was ruthlessly torn apart by him.

Ou Lan shuddered. Now she feels like being with the king like a tiger every second. He is definitely a tyrant, and he is also a moody tyrant.

When we first met, he took the initiative to hug her, still so gentle, but now he was as cold as the extreme north wind in December.

Where did she provoke him again?Obediently!
She didn't know that what Master Xiao cared about was that she didn't want to disclose their relationship, and he was still thinking about divorcing him. He was so angry that he wanted to slap her hard and subdue her.

However, he didn't say anything, he gave her a cold look, then turned and left.

When the door was slammed shut with a "bang", Ou Lan was relieved, "Fuck, Mr. Xiao, you have already won the world with your back view, why do you want to suddenly look back at this prosperous youth?"The young master was scared to death, you know!

Xie Shichen smiled with his forehead. In Ou Lan's eyes, Zhan Mo Xiao was cold and frightening, but as his brother for many years, he clearly saw that his eyes were full of resentment.

He resented his little daughter-in-law for being incomprehensible.

From the slight blood in his eyes and the exhaustion on his cheeks that couldn't be concealed, it can be seen that he came back in a hurry and stayed up all night.

In Zhan Moxiao's life, he had never been planted in anyone's hands, even the once famous general of Zhan Juncheng could not do anything to him, but he was planted in the hands of this little girl, Ou Lan.

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Zhan Moxiao, facing the enemy, sometimes he is very patient, and will have unlimited interest to play with the enemy, just like a cheetah will appreciate the escape tricks and panic struggle of the prey before preying.

But sometimes, he is extremely impatient, and hits the enemy's heart with a single blow.

On the matter of Ou Lan, he obviously has no patience.

After leaving the police station, he ordered Li Dan to find out all the details about the supermarket owner, and then directly kidnapped his three-year-old son.

The son of the supermarket owner had been left in the country by his mother, but the grandson suddenly disappeared. The old lady called the son immediately, crying and saying that the grandson was lost.

The supermarket owner who had just received a sky-high salary, was immersed in the joy of not knowing how to spend and enjoy it, when he suddenly received such news, he immediately panicked.

His son is very important to him.

The child in his wife's womb is not his. When he was released on bail, his wife said that someone is willing to pay to frame Ou Lan with the child in her womb. If he agrees, she is willing to use the child in her womb in exchange for a lifetime of wealth for both of them. , and later broke off with her lover completely, and begged him to forgive him.

Lured by huge sums of money, he agreed.

With an unborn bastard in exchange for a sky-high salary, he would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life. Why would he disagree? Besides, when he got the huge sum of money, what kind of wife would he want?

So, he and his wife conspired to make Wen Nanping's pawn. Although they didn't know who the beneficiary was, it didn't matter who he was, as long as he gave the money, they were such short-sighted people.

When he was worried about the loss of his son, he received a call from a stranger, "At eight o'clock in the evening, come to see your son on the top floor of Shengshi Daxia."

(End of this chapter)