Devil CEO's Sweet Wife

But after all, she is no longer an ignorant little girl, but gradually mature urban women, like that ambiguous but publicized action let her face dry fierce.

Li Muran saw her blushing and said with a sneak smile, "I'm fascinated?"

She looked at him in surprise and hit him angrily, "what are you talking about! I don't know why. "

A few steps forward quickly, I don't want to talk to this narcissistic man again.

After all, she was pregnant, so she couldn't walk too fast, so she slowed down after taking several strides. And the person behind is also light to smile to rush to come over, and then see her exasperate become angry, not from flatter ground to smile.

Xing Rushi was so amused by his expression that he couldn't help it. The rigid expression on his face collapsed and chuckled.

"Well, it looks good with a smile." Li Muran seemed to say with emotion, gazing at her cheek, picking the corner of his lips, with a narrow.

On their way back, they didn't hold hands any more. They didn't even have much body movement. However, the atmosphere between them was still envied by people passing by.

There are lovers to see, the heart of envy to take responsibility for each other.

The match of men and women is just like this.

When Wang Liping came back from the morning market, she saw a gray package at the door of her home. She took it up and looked at it. It was an email sent to poetry. However, the signature is anonymous, which makes her a little uneasy.

Things pinched and pinched in her hand, square and upright, and occasionally made a click sound, which inevitably aroused her strong curiosity.

Taking things into the house, she went to find a pair of scissors, unpacked the package to reveal the objects inside. It's an old but very delicate tape recorder. The worn edge seems to be years old.

Xing Rushi is in the conference room to sum up the current situation of the company. The calm and unconcerned words attract frequent echoes from the people below.

The mobile phone suddenly sends out a piercing vibration after a sound at this time, which makes her eyebrow unconsciously wrinkle. Because she was in a meeting, even if she was curious, she couldn't look at her cell phone halfway through. So she continued talking for a while and didn't sit back until her part was over.

Quietly holding the mobile phone in the palm, the tiny bright screen shows the recent seven or eight barrels of call records, all of which are from Wang Liping.

She was stunned. Her mother seldom calls during her working hours. Is there something wrong? Thinking like this, the uneasy mood is like a hand, tightly holding her throat, let her fear.

Before the end of the meeting, she got up in a hurry and said the following: after Xie Mufan was acting, she grabbed the coat on the back of the chair and went out of the meeting hall.

The people in the room looked at her back in surprise, and didn't know what was going on.

When Xing Rushi arrived home in a hurry, because he was too anxious, the key to the door was right twice and he didn't insert it into the door lock.

When she finally broke in, she saw Wang Liping sitting on the sofa, her face concealed in the dark, not really see.

"Mom, did something happen to your family when you called?" She didn't have time to put the shoes in order. She walked in quickly and asked.

Wang Liping did not speak. She looked up at her, but it made her heart thump.

looked as like as two peas, and looked at something close to the table. What he saw was something that was close to him. It was the same recorder as he received last time, not only the style but also the model.

She could not help but be white, and then took the recorder to her hand, nervously looked at the slowly rotating tape.

"Since you don't want to contact me, I'm the only one to come to you."

Suddenly, a low, muted voice sounded. She almost threw the things in her hands to the ground. She subconsciously went to see Wang Liping, but she seemed to be thinking deeply. Obviously, she had heard the contents.

The voice Jie Jie Jie laughed a few times, resounding through the room in the gap, some terrible. After a while, he continued, "if you want the evidence that Qin Ran Ran killed Xiao Wu, put 500000 in the place designated by me."

Suddenly, Xing Ruan stopped to see what he was looking for?

"Poetry or police!" Wang Liping looked at her daughter as if she was extremely upset. She could not help but suggest that there was something wrong behind this.

Not to mention the authenticity of this recorder, but that 500000 is equivalent to blackmail!

However, as soon as she blurted out her suggestion, Xing Rushi rejected it. Seeing that she seemed to have other plans, she had to worry and wait for her own decision.

At this time, Xing Rushi was also very complicated. On the one hand, he didn't know the details of the other party. If he believed it rashly, he would lose a small sum of money and be taken to do a big job. On the other hand, they are also concerned about whether they really do what they say.

According to the current situation, the alarm is definitely the most important choice. Now that the evidence is not available, if you call the police rashly at this time, the last witness will be lost. When the time comes, the gain is not worth the loss. Who will be responsible for the crime?She rubbed her head and searched for the best plan in her mind, but there was no answer, which made her more and more headache.

"It's still a little early to call the police. I'll make a decision when I think about it."

If no one confirmed the truth of that day, would she not even have the possibility of turning over in front of the old man?

This thought, looking at the recorder's eyes is more and more deep up.