Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

The third master was holding a cigar in his hand, and the cyan smoke rose slowly, blurring his face, making people unable to see sadness and happiness. Xiaoqi stood beside the third master, his expression was still cold, but there was a trace of excitement in his eyes.

"Xiao Qi, how is the relationship over there in the prison?" The third master flicked the ashtray and asked, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked confident.

"Well, you can order at any time, and you can act at any time!" Xiao Qi's voice is still low, but the excitement in the voice makes the third master's eyes lift up and look at him.

"It's extraordinary this time. You must be careful! This is China. The relationship in officialdom is complicated. We must be cautious! As an old Chinese saying goes, "be careful, you'll have to keep in mind."

The third master told Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi nodded and looked at the expression of the third master. He has been with the third master for many years. He can't help but know how miserable the fate of the person who messed up the third master's affairs is.

"Go to see mu Zhenlun in the prison. I heard that Mu Jingyang went to see him yesterday. I don't know what he said. At this time, I must make sure that no one can make any trouble for me!"

The third master's eyes flashed, and a fierce breath gushed out. Xiao Qi nodded quickly and retired from the third master's office.

Mu Zhenlun in prison, although his face is still silly expression, but his heart has been unable to restrain the excitement in his heart. When he thought of the way he saw Mu Jingyang yesterday, his anger couldn't be restrained.

As a child of the Mu family, it's really unfair to be in prison for thousands of people to indulge in fame and wealth, and thousands of people to scold!

Mu Zhenlun biting his lips hard, there is a voice in his heart constantly roaring, he must destroy Mu Jingyang! He must master the Murdoch group and destroy it bit by bit.

Once upon a time, mu Zhenlun longed for the Mu group, only to prove that he was more capable than Mu Jingyang, but now his only idea was to hope Mu Jing knelt down in front of him and begged, but he would not let him go!

"Mu Zhenlun, come out, meeting room!" The voice of the prison guard interrupts mu Zhenlun's thoughts, instantly adjusts his expression, and follows the prison guard out.

The prison guard was a little puzzled. He had not seen so many people come to see him before. What's the matter recently? People come every day. But then he shook his head, a prisoner in prison, can also upset God!

Every time mu Zhenlun came to the meeting room, he would be happy, but eager. Because every time I see those people, it will bring him hope to walk out of this iron door.

Xiaoqi looks at the moment when mu Zhenlun enters the door. His silly eyes suddenly become bright. He raises his mouth and scolds mu Zhenlun for being a fool.

According to the third master's temper, there is no forever enemy or forever friend. Whoever has value will make use of it. But once there is no use value, then the person's death is not far away.

"Does the third master have any news for me?" Mu Zhenlun can't wait to ask, that kind of excited expression is like the hot summer sun.

"The Third Master said it's time to wake up and be smart." Xiao Qi's voice was low and cold, but every time he said a word, mu Zhenlun's expression was joyful.

Looking forward to this day, mu Zhenlun clapped his hands and grinned silently. Small seven raised an eye to see mu Zhenlun, facial expression still very gloomy.

"But the Third Master also wants to tell you that we have spent so much effort to save you out. If you can't help the third master wholeheartedly and always think carefully, don't blame us for being cruel. Of course, we can get you out and send you back!"

Small seven finish saying, a pair of deep eyes straight to see mu Zhenlun, the killing intention in the eyes and the cold directly presented to Mu Zhenlun.

Mu Zhenlun shivered all over. During this period of time, he didn't immerse himself in the excitement of going out alive every day. He even forgot that the third master was not an easy person to deal with.

In history, people who seek the skin of a tiger come to no good end. But now what choice can mu Zhenlun have? Anyway, it's all death. It's better to kill Mu Jingyang by the third master's hand. I can be happy for several years.

"Don't worry, I understand! I will tell the third master everything I know. I will do my best to die! " Mu Zhenlun said busily and swore with three fingers. Of course, mu Zhenlun was careful, but he had to act like a dog.

"That's nice. I hope you don't play soft for me at the critical moment!" Xiaoqi couldn't get used to this kind of weak looking man. When she saw Mu Jingyang's vowing, she felt uncomfortable in her stomach.

Mu Zhenlun can see that Xiaoqi doesn't like him at all, but now victory is in sight, everything can be tolerated, as long as he goes out, he can show his strength, Xiaoqi is just a valet, it's not easy to deal with him at that time.

"You wait, someone will take care of you!" Small seven disdained to see a mu Zhenlun, turned and left the meeting room, mu Zhenlun looked at small seven's back, spit a hard.

"Really special when you are a character, wait for me to go out to have you fruit to eat!" Since I met Mu Jingyang, the tyrannical factor in Mu Zhenlun's heart has been completely activated, and the previous disguise of a graceful gentleman has disappeared.

Returning to the narrow and oppressive cell, mu Zhenlun's mood has calmed down a lot. Through the high window, the sun shines in tenaciously.

Mu Zhenlun stretched out his hands to the sun and watched the sun shuttle between his fingers. His face was calm and serious. Suddenly he clenched his fist and his eyes turned red.

"Mu Jingyang, Mu Tianfeng, you wait for me!"

Mu Jingyang suddenly shivered all over his body in the office. He subconsciously looked up at the air conditioner. The temperature was just right, but what's the matter with this inexplicable cold.

He shook his head and didn't think much about it. There were too many documents to deal with in his hand, which made him feel weak. After working overtime for several days in a row, Mu Jingyang also felt that he couldn't bear it.

Fortunately, I've pushed off my schedule tomorrow night, and I'm going to visit Lisa. On the one hand, to consolidate the achievements of psychotherapy, on the other hand, he also wants to take hang YunRuo to Ruisha.

After all, these two people

Mu Jingyang breathed heavily, took a sip of coffee that had been cold for a long time, went to the window and quietly looked at the pedestrians on the road, looking in a hurry.

Life, most of them are like this. They come to the world in a hurry. They grow up before they have a good look at the scenery. They are busy supporting themselves and their families every day. They still have no time to enjoy life, so they are old.

But this kind of life is free after all. Mu Zhenlun's life is sad. It's terrible to have no freedom and no hope.