Chief husband, strong love!

The man looked the same, and his pupils suddenly darkened.

When the subordinates investigated, they didn't understand Mu Beichen's intention.

After all, the Mohists seem to have no grudges with the Mu family.

Not only is there no gratitude and resentment, but there is almost no intersection at all.

If it weren't for mu Beichen's sudden order, he wouldn't pay special attention to the Mohist school that has never been involved in the business of country Z.

Even in the course of the investigation, he found that neither the Mohists who fought for power before nor the Mohists who are now in power by Mo still have any possible threat to mu.

In terms of business alone, it is a suitable object for cooperation.

If Moqing intends to expand its business and seek overseas cooperation, Mu's must be the best choice.

But what Mu Beichen asked him to investigate has nothing to do with cooperation.

After years of sniffing around Mu Beishen, he realized that this was a preventive investigation.

"Stare." Mu Beishen said in a low voice for a long time, "don't worry about anything. Since he dares to be public, he's not afraid of being stared at. If Chen Xiaolong is in his hand, he'll get people back."

The subordinate was stunned.

Although Chen Xiaolong's whereabouts have a little eyebrows, he doesn't know who is behind it.

In addition, Mo Qing has just prepared to come to Victoria City, but Chen Xiaolong has been missing for nearly a month, and the two can't find any possible contact.

He didn't connect the two things ordered by Mu Beishen at all.

It's him?!!

Mu Beishen moved his lips before his subordinates left the office and added, "dead or alive."

Dead or alive?!

Subordinates always thought that Mu Beishen wanted to find Chen Xiaolong unharmed and tell Miss Su Yan.

The same is true of previous orders.

Now, regardless of the meaning of life or death, Mr. Mu has changed his mind. Even if you die, you can't fall into the hands of Mo Qing.

*

Mu Beishen returned to the villa near 11 p.m.

According to the message sent back by the subordinate just now, Moqing's plane has arrived at Weicheng airport.

Su Yan sat on the carpet with a notebook in his arms, his back against the French window, and his long hair fell on his shoulders.

His eyes fell on her without making a sound for a moment.

Su Yan looked at the screen very seriously, but he suddenly remembered that she was not a girl who liked to indulge in the Internet.

"Ah?"

Suddenly a big hand took her computer away, and Su Yan had no time to stop it.

She raised her face, and her eyes were still somewhat suspicious and confused.

If she hadn't done anything shady, he would have caught her easily.

Walking silently, she suddenly robbed her computer, as if she had seen something she shouldn't have seen.

But think about it, there really can't be any secrets in this computer.

When Mu Beishen threw it to her, it was a brand-new one. He never moved it himself.

However, Su Yan turned and smiled. It was impossible to think of her as a commercial spy. She didn't know what to steal to be fatal.

At the beginning, her father didn't raise her as an heir. She had no contact with Jingrong management. It is precisely because of this that she was not implicated in the commercial crime of the Su family.

Mu Beishen glanced at the screen. She searched the brand news she advertised. There was nothing... He just flashed in his mind.

He closed the computer and put it aside. He squatted down and stared at the woman in a blanket and a suspender skirt. Half of her body was naked.

He stroked her arm with his big palm and tried the temperature. "Isn't it cold? The doctor says you're afraid of cold."

Su Yan raised his eyelids and said angrily, "does the doctor say my photos can't be advertised?"

Mu Beishen: "