The president's ex-husband is not easy to mess with

Chapter 699: The Wrath of the Sixth Master (1)
Mu Yichuan was still in the car when he received the call from the shopping mall. The shopping mall in the city center is another property of the Mu family. The secretary connected the call to Mu Yichuan's personal cell phone.

Many dignitaries in City A know Bai Xiaoyou. This woman has been reported to the newspaper. Although they don't know whether Bai Xiaoyou is the woman of the big man in the Mu family, they dare not act rashly. Anyone related to the Mu family must take it easy. Son.What's more, this is the territory of the Mu family, and there is still an hour before get off work at this point, so they have no right to make decisions privately.

After much deliberation, he could only ask the people from Mu's family for instructions, whether to close the business an hour early or to have Bai Xiaoyou arrested in public?
Hearing the report, Mu Yichuan's entire face was shrouded in gloom, he hung up the phone calmly, took a deep breath, and did not turn the direction of anyone, the black Rolls-Royce continued towards the direction of the Su family's old house drive away.

He didn't care much about the company's affairs, let alone some trivial matters in the shopping mall. However, when he heard the details of the incident from the butler, a calculation flashed in his shrewd eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Is it Bai Xiaoyou?
Is that woman crazy? I heard that the madness was caused by seeing a piece of pink underwear. Could it be because of what happened to Mu Ziqing?
He was also there that day, and it was spread on the Internet afterwards, saying that she likes pink underwear. Mu Ziqing loves his fiancée so much that he specially bought various styles of pink underwear for her.This kind of news is obviously deceitful, and it was suppressed by a powerful force after it was spread for only an hour. You don't need to think about who is behind the scenes.

Who else cares so much about this woman except his cold little son?This is even crazier than when he was with Su Rong back then, Mu Yichuan is worried!

At this moment, Mu Changxuan is not in the country, can he take this opportunity to get rid of that woman?When the time comes, it will not be him who will force her to death, but those people in the shopping mall who don't know what to say.

As long as he tells the secretary on the phone to find a substitute in Mu's house to order her to go on and follow the rules of the mall, that woman will have to shed her skin even if she doesn't die.

The seriousness of the situation can be imagined, otherwise the general manager of the mall would not have called the office in person, presumably that woman made a big fuss.

Mu Yichuan first ordered people to go to the central shopping mall to inquire about the situation, and find a few more people to arrest her. At that time, he will accuse that woman in front of everyone, and I am afraid that he will not be able to hold his head up in this life.

In this society, what many people care about is not the truth, but a topic of entertainment when they are bored. Maybe you are wronged, but the reality is so cruel!
Su Rong has been away from him for three days. She thought she would come back in two days, but he still overestimated his ability. Was that woman not even willing to use him?

How could he easily give up the happy life he had so hard to get?

"I'm Mu Yichuan, pick the most important ones." Taking the phone from the butler, his tone was dignified and cold, his expression was unrealistic, and he exuded a frightening aura, which made people instinctively avoid the phone. And far away.

"Well, don't catch her lightly, let her make a fuss, it's better to make a big fuss, and make a big noise in the shopping mall, wait until it attracts the attention of all the people, take it down in one fell swoop, give her a crime and let the police take her away!"

After explaining, he turned his head out of the car window, the bustling street, and the occasional passing street lights reflected on his face, without any expression, just like his heart, even when he was calculating others, he did not show a trace of guilt.

(End of this chapter)