President spoils the dark wife

However, the expected painful atmosphere did not appear.

When the servants saw Jing mowen, they all called "big young master" respectfully as before, and then continued to do their own things.

Jing mowen looked at the situation at home and knew that he had been fooled. His cold eyes were as cold as ice.

He strode to the sofa and pulled up the boy who was lying on the sofa painting a small video: "Jingmo, you dare to play with me! Have you been too indulgent to you recently, huh?"

The young man who was pulled up by his collar was not frightened and angry. Instead, he showed his white teeth and said with a smile: "Brother, I didn't fool you. My parents took my father and grandmother around the world. They suddenly had this plan, and then said to go. I also asked me to give you a message that the company's affairs have been fully handed over to you recently. They haven't gone when I called you. Don't you hurry up? Can't you see the last side today?"

At the age of 15, his skin color is a bit morbid pale. He is wearing a trendy big red flight suit. Below is a pair of wind surfing totem shorts. His slender and straight legs are smooth. Even girls will be very ashamed to see it.

Although the appearance has not completely grown, it has already seen evil. If you wait a few more years, it may be a blue disaster.

Looking at the boy's careless appearance, Jing mowen's face darkened again. He loosened Jing Mozhen's T-shirt collar and stood upright.

The well proportioned right hand loosened the loose black and red striped tie, glanced coldly at the boy, turned around and threatened coldly: "I know. I have something to do. You can stay at home and start school in a few days. Dad is not here. Don't get me into trouble. If I get a complaint from someone in Nathan, you don't have to go back to Jingjia."

Jing mowen looked at his watch. It had been dozens of minutes. Although he didn't believe that the dead woman had a chance to escape, his eyelids kept jumping, and he always felt a little uneasy.

To be on the safe side, he took out his cell phone and called the bodyguard over there.

He stopped. As soon as his cell phone number was dialed out, his other hand hanging on his leg was suddenly held tightly.

Jing mowen frowned and thought with his knee to know who it was, so he pulled his hand out fiercely, so ruthless that he didn't even look back.

The boy looked at his abandoned hand, and a trace of loneliness crossed his eyes, but it soon dissipated. Anyway, he was used to it.

He looked at the man with his back to him and frowned, "brother, I'm hungry."

"Let sister-in-law Zhang cook for you."

Jing mowen waited for a long time and didn't see the other end answer the phone. The uneasiness in his heart was stronger and his attitude towards Jing mowen was more impatient.

"Sister Zhang asked for leave and went back to her hometown to take her grandson. My parents asked me to live with you before leaving."

"I see. I have something to do. Let's go first."

Jing mowen was absent-minded because he didn't answer the phone all the time. He didn't pay attention to what Jing mowen really said. He answered and walked out quickly.

Looking at the man who came back in a hurry and drove away in a hurry in a few minutes, the boy's thin body leaned lazily against the door with unpredictable eyes.

Jing mowen has always been calm and wise. He looks well dressed every day. However, he has always paid attention to image and appearance. Today, he even forgot to button up his shirt cuff.

Who disturbed his mood?

Women?

Thinking of this, the boy's eyes gradually condensed, and a dark color flashed across.

Jing mowen returned to Guan moyiran's suburban villa. As soon as he entered the door, he saw three big men lying on the ground with bruised nose and face.

His fist creaked, and the back of his white hand burst out blue tendons. He hurried into the room where Guan moyiran lived. He was wronged by being tied to a chair dozens of minutes ago. The woman who shed tears has disappeared.

Together with the disappearance, there is a Bentley in his villa.

"Yuan Nuo!"

Jing mowen gnashed his teeth and said the name. He turned around and called Gu Xiu.

"Oh, Mo Mo, why did you take the initiative to call me today?"

Jing mowen pulled a corner of his mouth: "Chen Yu, why are you? Gu Xiu, let him answer the phone!"

"No, we're sweating. He's still swimming in the water. Tell me directly if you have something to do."

"Forget it, you can do it." Jing mowen helped his forehead with a headache and said, "don't consider the cooperation with the yuan family before. There's no need to be merciful for those who don't know good or bad. Also, Gu Xiu's hands are itchy recently. Can no one fix it? The yuan family gave him, don't be merciful."

"Ah? But the yuan family has always had a good cooperation with us."

"Will you do it?"

"Do..."