Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

"Waste, it's all waste. You're all waste that can't succeed but can't fail!" The third master left his cigar on the ground and put it out with his feet.

"You can't rob Mu's group in an open and aboveboard way. You're played by Mu Jingyang's subordinates. You're allowed to play with the usual means. You can't escape by Mu Jingyang. What a waste! What do I want you to do?"

The third master smashed all the things he could see, as if seeing these broken things could ease his anger.

Looking back at the men who were shrinking their necks and keeping silent, the third master was even more agitated.

What he wants is a subordinate who can share his worries and solve his problems, an assistant who can deal with his problems, not a dog slave who has a sad face and only knows how to grovel and make good use of his words!

"Third Master, we haven't lost the game completely. Now hang YunRuo is dying and almost has no life. Now everyone has been admitted to the intensive care unit. It doesn't seem that there is much chance of survival. If hang YunRuo dies, Mu Jingyang must be dead hearted. That's when we start again and fight Mu Jingyang directly!"

Mu Zhenlun was used to seeing other people's faces when he was a child in Mu's family. He knew that the third master was not only teaching them a lesson, but also doubting his own ability and his repeatedly successful strategies. Why did he never succeed in Mu Jingyang.

How can a man who is used to standing high and likes to turn his hands over for the clouds and rain accept such doubt? The third master is waiting for someone to stand up and take responsibility, or to give the third master a hope, or even a comfort.

Sure enough, as soon as mu Zhenlun's voice fell to the ground, the third master's expression eased, and the tyranny in his eyes dissipated slightly.

The third master came to Mu Zhenlun and looked at him with his narrow eyes, which were cold and chilly.

Mu Zhenlun's back was cold. He just wanted to say something. The third master had already sat on the sofa and lit his cigar calmly. The blue smoke rose up little by little, which made people unable to see his expression clearly.

"If hang YunRuo's woman really dies, it's bad luck for her. Who told her to mix with Mu Jingyang?" the Third Master said, "but once she doesn't die, mu Zhenlun's good days will come to an end!"

Mu Zhenlun was scared to shiver by the third master's words. He suddenly thought that hang YunRuo had seen his face. Once hang YunRuo survived the dangerous period and told Mu Jingyang about it, his good life would come to an end!

Mu Zhenlun's hand was clenched into a fist. There was a little more pleading and despair in his eyes. The third master hummed coldly and didn't speak.

Mu Zhenlun stares back at Xiaoqi. If Xiaoqi didn't stop him, hang YunRuo would have died in that hotel! The mouth of the dead is the safest. They will never betray anyone.

Seeing that the third master didn't speak, Mu Zhenlin's cold sweat slowly soaked his clothes. He hurt Mu Jingyang's beloved woman and touched Mu Jingyang's bottom line.

Once the east window incident happened, it was easy for mu Jingyang to get rid of himself. After all, "Mu Zhenlun" stayed in prison and lived a crazy but carefree life.

Now his identity as "Liang Feng" is nothing. Once he dies, no one will doubt it.

"Third Master, I will do my best for you. Please help me!" Mu Zhenlun's leg was soft and he knelt down in front of the third master.

The third master coldly looked at mu Zhenlun, and his face had returned to the usual cold expression. Mu Zhenlun didn't know if the third master had any plans to save him, so he could only keep begging.

The third master stares at mu Zhenlun and thinks repeatedly in his heart that if Mu Jingyang really finds out mu Zhenlun, then it's only a matter of time before he finds out himself.

But do you really want to get rid of hang YunRuo? In the third master's heart, Lisa didn't understand why her uncle had to use zhangnuo to do it, and she didn't understand why zhangnuo had to do a simple thing so complicated.

"Zhang Nuo and Mu Jingyang have their own grievances, and there are suitable reasons for him to come forward! Lisa, you and I are all in the same boat now. I hope you can lead a prosperous life for both of us

When Lisa heard what her uncle said, she was a little confused. The third master gave a low smile, noticed durissa's confusion, and slowly began to explain