My wife is squeamish

Chapter 711 Infighting Plan [Second Update]

Gong Zhan's pupils constricted suddenly, and his thin lips were pursed into a straight line.

Killing intent was evident in his eyes.

Holding the hand of the binoculars, he unconsciously increased his strength, and said in a deep and pleasant voice, with ruthlessness, "Is the news reliable?"

"Naturally, according to the people around him, the only successful test subject for Federline back then was An Zhi." Mo Tingyu was not much in a better mood than him.

Even though An Zhi is with Gong Zhan now, it doesn't mean that.

He no longer cared about her.

Gong Zhan put away his binoculars, "What are your plans?"

"I should ask you this. He is going to kidnap An Zhi, and An Zhi is by your side now." Mo Tingyu's tone was casual, but there were traps everywhere, "If you are worried, otherwise, let An Zhi Knowing that I will stay at my house for a few days, after all, the Mo's mansion may be much safer than your small villa."

"Heh~ I don't think so." Gong Zhan would not step in.

What's more, the small villa he lives in now is not as fragile as it looks to outsiders.

It's just that maybe it's not really safe.

Mo Tingyu didn't force himself, he glanced at the window coldly, his sharp gaze pierced through the gap in the curtains, and stared directly at the opposite side, "They plan to do it tomorrow."

"If the kidnapping is unsuccessful, tell me, will he leave?"

Gong Zhan raised his eyebrows.

"It's hard to say." Mo Tingyu said.

Gong Zhan walked over and sat across from him, propping his chin with one hand, "I'm not worried about him kidnapping An Zhi, I'm more worried about the people around him who want to attack her."

"You mean, someone around him wants to kill Anzhi?"

"It's not just once or twice. Young Master Mo has done so much behind his back, so he doesn't know about it." Gong Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly.

"That's right, those defective products, even after more than ten years, Federline has not researched any successful products that are better than Anzhi." Mo Tingyu said.

Gong Zhan put his slender fingers on the armrest of the sofa, and nodded lightly, "I have a good idea, I don't know, are you interested?"

"Infighting?"

Mo Tingyu stared at him for a while, and saw these two words from his expression.

"It's not tiring at all to talk to smart people." Gong Zhan stood up, "I'll ask someone to open a room next door. My people will arrive tonight."

"You still want to go back?" Mo Tingyu raised his hand to check the time.

"I can't compare to you. There are still people waiting at home. Why don't you go back and wait for her to demolish the house?" Gong Zhan once again showed off in his tone.

Mo was so stuck that he couldn't even speak the words of the rain. He really didn't understand how An Zhi would like such a bad man.

He frowned tightly, gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up and get out."

"Goodbye." The corner of Gong Zhan's lips twitched.

"Get lost." Mo Tingyu gritted his teeth viciously.

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After Gong Zhan left the hotel, he asked Zhao Liang to arrange someone to live in the suite next door that Mo Tingyu had booked.

Judging from Federline's current thoughts, he probably didn't know that the defective products he raised had the intention of killing the successful ones.

Thinking about these years, he should have kept it a secret.

Then let them tell him.

After everything was arranged properly, Gong Zhan returned home.

At this point, it is already morning.

An Zhi couldn't wait a long time ago, and fell asleep on the bed wrapped in the quilt.

Without the hands and feet pressed by Gong Zhan, it is already out of shape, the whole is like a flower roll, face down, and the quilt is not covered on the feet.

The pink toes are behind, and the roundness is particularly beautiful.

Gong Zhan took a look and felt a headache—how did she fall asleep like this?
Rubbing between her eyebrows, he went over to pick her up and pulled the quilt off her body with difficulty.

It is really difficult.

(End of this chapter)