Mr.Night, please sign for your barbaric wife!

So far, he has done everything mu qingporcelain gave him to do very beautifully! This ability can be seen!

And he -- only obeys mu qingporcelain's orders.

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At 8 p.m. the next day, the Lemire hotel.

In an inconspicuous corner, a woman in black, hat and mask was staring at the door of the Lemire Hotel, playing with a mobile phone in her hand.

Low eyes looked at the text message content in the mobile phone, and the corners of the woman's lips quietly recalled a light radian.

Content in the mobile phone: [come to room 1806 of Lemire hotel quickly. Your husband is having trouble with others.]

The time of sending SMS was 40 minutes ago.

The sender is naturally Wu Yong's wife Yang minwen.

Yang minwen is not only the daughter of Yang's enterprise, but also the general manager of Yang's enterprise. She is a very strong and powerful woman.

Wu Yong was hard to say in front of her. He was like a servant. He didn't have the dignity that a man should have.

But, in other words, without Yang minwen, how could Wu Yong have such a position today? I'm also an assistant director. At most, I work as a crew.

So, can Wu Yong be tough in front of Yang minwen?

Under such circumstances, if Yang minwen knows that Wu bravely packs a female star on his back, hehe, do you think he can have good fruit to eat? Not to mention the actress he wrapped up.

He must let Tang Xin know that her role of admiring Qing porcelain is not so easy to rob!

And... Just take this opportunity to teach Wu Yong a lesson! Let him know that if he shouldn't meddle, don't meddle blindly!

"Squeak -" the harsh brake sound suddenly sounded.

A white Ferrari sports car stopped at the door of the Lemire hotel. Then, the driver's door was pushed open and a woman in a black business suit came out.

At this time, the woman's face was fierce, and her whole body was wrapped with a layer of anger. There was even a bloodthirsty smell of people blocking killing and Buddha blocking killing Buddha.

Ang, yes, this person is Yang minwen.

Seeing that she angrily threw the car key to her parking brother, and then stepped into the Lemire Hotel, hid in the dark and observed all this, she couldn't help but curl her lips and smile.

Calmly and calmly, he took the mobile phone card out of the mobile phone, broke it, and then threw it into the trash can. Mu qingporcelain turned around, walked to a black car parked in the next street, opened the door and got into the car.

"Elder martial brother, things have been handled well. Thank you." He looked at the man in the driver's seat and smiled in a low voice.

"This is what I should do. After all, Shifu and Shiniang sent me to protect you." Luo Haotian looked at mu qingporcelain, pulled his lips, lowered his calm voice and said to her.

Luo Haotian is a man of about 27 or 8 years old. His face is firm and stiff, and his whole body is full of iron and blood.

Undoubtedly, this is a handsome and charming man, but it's too cold.

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At this time, a wonderful play is being staged on the 18th floor of Lemire hotel.

Yang minwen directly dragged Tang Xinke from the room to the aisle. He punched and kicked for a while, and all his moves greeted the face.

While fighting, he swears, "I'll kill you, little fox! What's wrong? I have to be someone else's junior! Didn't your mother teach you? Ah?! Little bitch, hoof, I'll kill you! "