Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 478 Feeling Frustrated (1)
Ziwei pulled down the sunglasses, and without the black cover, she could see more clearly, he was really a young and handsome man.

Hu Biao pretended to be shy and lowered his head, "Miss, if you look at me like this, I will feel shy."

Not far away, about three or four steps away, a man with his back facing them, who was drinking, choked the wine in his mouth and choked it down his throat. Is this still their Brother Biao?
When did Brother Biao have been so patient and gentle with women!

Not bad, the bar was very noisy, and his coughing did not attract anyone's attention.

On this side, after drinking a lot of crape myrtle, it seems that he is already interested in the "deadly stalking" man in front of him, "What's your name?"

Ziwei stretched out her free hand towards Hu Biao's chin.

Hu Biao subconsciously flashed to the side, thinking of him as a dignified brother Biao, only he picked up a woman's chin and ate a woman's tofu, when was he ever teased by a woman like this.

Shame, absolute shame.

Ziwei looked at her hand that was still raised in the air because of the failure, and laughed shrillly, "Didn't you just say you like me?"

Hu Biao cursed secretly in his heart, what a crazy woman, which ear heard him say that he liked her just now.

"Miss, you drank too much. Where do you live? I'll take you home." Hu Biao took out a wad of cash from his pocket and put it on the bar. "Today is my treat."

Ziwei really drank a lot, and felt that her tongue was already robbing her, but the remaining consciousness told her not to get drunk, absolutely not to get drunk at such a critical moment.

Standing up from the bar, Ziwei felt that the sky was spinning and the ground was spinning. Hu Biao hesitated, but still stretched out his hand to help her.

Soon, he saw what it meant to be a dog biting Lu Dongbin, and he didn't know a good heart. Before he even met that damned woman, she spit on him.

Damn woman, that disgusting filth, while it didn't land on any part of his body, stained his new, first-time Armani handmade suit.

It's so disgusting.

Because of his nausea, Hu Biao didn't chase him out. With a big wave of his hand, the younger brother who was always on call came over, "Brother Biao, what's the matter?"

"Go find out where that woman lives? Who is she in contact with?" Hu Biao took a tissue and wiped the disgusting stuff on his cuff vigorously. The more he wiped, the more disgusting he became. In the end, he frowned and simply took off his clothes. Just throw it away.

The little brother followed Ziwei swiftly. Here, as soon as Hu Biao came out of the bar, he took out his mobile phone and called Su Mojie.

He told Su Mojie everything about the sacrifice he made just now. He thought that he would say that he would pay him for the suit no matter what, but in the end, he laughed out loud.

Hu Biao couldn't hold back his face anymore. Except for being laughed like this when he was a gangster when he debuted, he hadn't heard anyone dare to laugh like this in front of him for many years.

"Su Mojie, I'm sacrificing for you. It's fine if you don't comfort me, and don't think about how to compensate me. You actually made trouble and laughed out loud." Hu Biao was really angry. Open your mouth, and idioms that you have never been good at come out.

Hearing Hu Biao's tone, he knew that he was really angry, Su Mojie suppressed a smile, "Hu Biao, I didn't laugh at you for sacrificing something just now, but I was thinking that Ziwei is not an easy woman because she is not Simple or the people behind her are not simple."

Hearing Su Mojie's words, Hu Biao began to feel complacent again, "The answer will come soon." He looked into the distance, and said in a firm and steady voice, "I've already asked my brother to keep an eye on her. 24 hours, I guarantee that even she can figure it out even if she eats, drinks, and sleeps."

Su Mojie was making the latest persimmon cake, and when he heard the word "Lasa", he couldn't help but feel disgusted, curled his lips, and threw the cake out of the oven just now into the trash can on the side.

Hu Biao heard the sound and couldn't help asking curiously: "What was the sound just now?"

"It's nothing." Su Mojie took the towel and wiped his hands, "I just threw a bad cake."

Although Hu Biao looks soft and beautiful, it doesn't mean that he likes things that are more suitable for women. On the contrary, he has always been contemptuous of Su Mojie's switch to making cakes.

I was ridiculed by him just now, and I was worrying about when I could win another round, but I didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon.

So, he raised his lips, faced the bleak cold wind, and smiled lightly, showing his eight white teeth, "I said, Su Mojie, is it interesting that you, a big man, play with these women's favorite things all day long?"

Su Mojie was not angry at all, "What's the matter? It sounds like you're envious."

"Cut." Hu Biao made a disdainful gesture towards the phone, "I don't envy your things that are suitable for girls. I have something to do, so hang up first."

Holding the phone that had been hung up, Su Mojie thought for a while before calling Ling Mo.

At that time, Ling Mo was at the police station. No matter how he was discharged as a conscript, the glory and honor of the past could never be erased. Therefore, when he heard that he was visiting, the chief of the police station received him personally.

After the Ye Zhenshan incident, Ma Panhong has been transferred to the capital, which can be regarded as his dream place to take a part-time job. Ling Mo doesn't know the current police chief.

After being taken to the chief's office by the young policeman, Ling Mo had his first meeting with the police chief of City B.

The director's age was about the same as what Ling Mo had guessed, neither young nor old, just over 40, the golden age.

Seeing Ling Mo, with a serious face and a poker face all day long, the chief of the police station, who seemed to be owed him thousands of dollars, also showed a difficult smile, "Captain Ling, please sit down."

Ling Mo looked pale, and said: "I have long ceased to be the captain."

The face of the little policeman leading the way twitched, which is really no wonder for him. The words just now really reminded him of the lyrics of a deceased singer, "I haven't been a big brother for many years."

Uncontrollable, muffled laughter came out of his throat. Ling Mo's expression was still calm, without much change, but the police chief pulled his face down and scolded angrily, "Why are you laughing? You're not happy. Get out to work!"

(End of this chapter)