Plundering love: Mu Shao, please respect yourself

Chapter 820 Reaching a Consensus
"What if I don't agree?" Mu Chenmo said coldly.

"Your son will never go back for the rest of his life." Xiaohu glanced at the angry Bai Chenfeng, and paused every word.

Mu Chenmo on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds, "Just asking me to save her life for you?"

"I still want to see Bai Yehan, on the day you pick up the child home." Xiaohu said, "Please tell him, my request is to have an orphanage of my own in Rome, and I also have a few retired Agents can work for him."

"I'll pass it on for you."

"There is one more condition."

"Are you finished?" Mu Chenmo growled.

"If you want a son, do as I say." The little fox was not afraid of Mu Chenmo's anger, and continued: "The third thing is that I need Mr. Mu to help me find out the whereabouts of a person. If I find out, you can save him. If he dies, Please tell me too."

"Name." Mu Chenmo said two words indifferently.

"Lin Xi."

"Okay, I'll check." Mu Chenmo asked, "I need to confirm, are you still in Z country?"

"It's still there." Xiaohu said: "Mr. Mu, Chen Feng and I should be sleeping, so the phone should be disconnected."

After finishing speaking, Xiaohu didn't give Mu Chenmo a chance to speak, so he hung up the phone.

Mu Chenmo stood on the sidewalk, a faint smile faded from his lips, and at the same time the cold aura around him disappeared suddenly, a cold light appeared in his eyes.

Feeling that his boss beside him was in a good mood, Rhett moved his lips: "Boss, should we go home now?"

"go home."

After finishing speaking, Mu Chenmo quickly got into the car.

Seeing this, Ruite hurried into the car and sent Mu Chenmo home.

When we returned to Nanwanyuan, the villa on the first floor was brightly lit.

When the door of the villa opened, only Bai Yixuan was sitting on the sofa in the huge living room, and he was still holding a glass of red wine in his hand, and there were two or three empty bottles on the coffee table.

Mu Chenmo's brows were furrowed, he strode forward with long slender legs, walked to the coffee table and sat down.

"Bai Yixuan, I want to be a drunk and go back to your house." Mu Chenmo growled, looking at Bai Yixuan with disgust.

Bai Yixuan shook his red wine glass, pointed to the empty wine bottle on the coffee table and said, "This bottle of 82 Lafite is not as good as brandy."

"And then? What do you want to explain?" Mu Chenmo let out a deep and magnetic voice from his thin lips, "Bai Yixuan, it's fine to come to my house for a drink, please don't get drunk."

Bai Yixuan smiled wryly, his eyes flickered with confusion, "Chen Mo, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, if it wasn't for me..."

"Shut up." Mu Chenmo growled.

"Mu Chenmo, let me finish my sentence." Bai Yixuan was sad to himself, and at the same time he was drunk, his whole body smelled of alcohol and sadness, "Chen Mo, I saw the photo of Chen Feng's corpse, soaked in water, a pair of His eyes widened, terrifying, as if he had been tortured to death."

"And then?" Mu Chenmo murmured softly, a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"Then..." Bai Yixuan was stunned, his lake-blue eyes were fixed on Mu Chenmo's stern and beautiful handsome face, "There is no after, I'm just talking, you don't care about your son, I just do it It’s good that uncle’s alone is sad.”

After saying that, Mu Chenmo just wanted to spit on his face.

In the next moment, Mu Chenmo's thin lips parted slightly, and he said word by word: "Chenfeng is not dead, he called me, if you are sad, get out and be sad."

When Bai Yixuan heard it, his eyes suddenly brightened and he couldn't believe it, "What did you say?"

(End of this chapter)