Traps Of Love

Half an hour later, when the door of the elevator opened, the three of them escaped from the elevator.

Cheng Wanrong's hair is messy into a bird's nest, her eyes are red and swollen with tears, and her face is more like a female ghost than a female ghost, which scares the elevator workers who open the door.

Mi Xiaoqin was the second one to climb out. Her make-up was more severe than Cheng Wanrong's. The false eyelashes on one eye flew up, and her upper and lower lips trembled all the time.

Mi Yuancheng's situation is even better. He has an old black face and doesn't know where he bumped into a bag. His eyes are desperate, frightened and unwilling.

If you really believe that the elevator was haunted by ghosts just now, it means that this task can't be carried out at all. Then his last chance to make a comeback will be gone, and he will face the company's bankruptcy at once....

Mi Yuancheng's heart is like a knife, and he covers his head in pain.

No, he can't give up. Even if there is a ghost, he has to do this business first.

Isn't it a ghost? He doesn't believe it. Money can't kill ghosts! As long as you ask the most expensive and best mage to exorcise ghosts, you can also protect your life and enjoy the glory and wealth!

Mi Yuancheng's face is gloomy and fierce. He takes two quick steps and grabs all the cotton gauze and red capsules Cheng Wanrong put into her skirt pocket. His eyes are bloodthirsty and fierce. He is about to rush up the stairs with his fist in his hand.

"Mommy, why is this old man so bad?" Xiao Meng's face turned white with anger.

Mi Xiaoya is extremely unhappy. After all, this person is her father who has been shouting for more than 20 years. Is money really more important than anything in his eyes.

"Little guy, remember, the more bad people are, the less they can measure their thoughts with human thinking. After all, they are animals."

"How can people understand the idea of animals, so don't praise them too much. There is no bottom line for villains." Huo Kai languidly said, but between the eyebrows is a rare serious.

Mi Xiaoya was speechless, but a little bit of comfort came out from the bottom of her heart.

Indeed, some people's hearts are not warm.

Then don't be merciful.

"Uncle Huo, that's reasonable." Leng Jinyu seriously thought, "what should we do next?"

Huo Kai mouth a hook, "meet bad people, you say how to do?"

As soon as Xiao Meng Bao's eyes brightened, she replied with a smile, "it's said on TV that if you meet bad people, you have to call 110 to find the police uncle!"

"Yes, to reward you with a kiss." Hokey was charmed and laughed.

"No Xiao Meng Bao's mouth was curled, and her pretty face was absolutely disgusted.

Huo Kai a black line, sad said, "Oh, who told you is my son, this call I'll call."

At the end of the conversation, Huo Kai dials a number, orders something in a low voice, and then hangs up mysteriously.

"It's settled. We can relax and have a good rest." He stretched out his waist, took off his night vision mirror, and then opened the curtain to let the sun and sea breeze into the room together. He suddenly felt refreshed and more happy.

"......" Xiaomeng Bao and Mi Xiaoya look at each other blankly, and then turn to look at the monitor.

In less than five minutes, MI Yuancheng, who was still climbing stairs to attack Mi Xiaoya, was stopped by four tall plainclothes policemen.

In the corridor, the monitor is facing them, not only can you see their faces clearly, but also their voice is very clear.

"Who are you? What are you doing? " Mi Yuancheng asked with great vigilance.

The plain clothes policeman immediately took out his handcuffs, clasped his hands, showed his police certificate, and said coldly, "Mi Yuancheng, you are suspected of murdering and poisoning. Please come with us."

Mi Yuancheng's face turned blue in shock! Old face, lips have lost all blood!

He roared in horror, his eyes full of panic, looking behind the police, always feel that there is a ghost. Otherwise, how could the police know what he was going to do and come here so quickly!

It's terrible! This is to force him to death!

Mi Yuancheng trembled and fell to the ground. His legs were so soft that he even roared with trembling fear. "How can it be? It's absolutely impossible. I haven't done anything yet! You can't arrest me! "

"Send you a word, people are doing, days are watching!" The policeman looked at him contemptuously, "in this world, there is retribution!"

"Ah - I don't believe it!" Mi Yuancheng completely collapsed, crazily grabbed the gray hair, roared, "it must be Leng Zetian's means, say it quickly! Are you fake cops? Are you actually Leng Zetian's men? "

The policemen looked at each other and were speechless to the unrepentant.

"Take it away!"

"Yes

They don't want to talk to him any more. They directly find out the "crime tools" on him and take them away together with MI Xiaoqin's mother and daughter who are still in the lobby.The matter is solved successfully, MI Xiaoya's heart is still a mixture of five flavors, some sour.

Fortunately, Xiaomeng Bao was always by her side. When she told Xiaoxiao a story, she was amused.

Huo Kai is holding a mobile phone on one side and constantly brushing the screen. The vibration of the mobile phone does not stop, and there is no continuous ringing tone.

His charming uncle's face is sometimes serious, sometimes attentive, sometimes with a bad smile of evil charm, which is extremely mysterious.

"Blame uncle, what are you having so much fun with?" Xiao Meng Bao Leng Jinyu can't help but get close to him and want to see it, but Huo Kai hides and covers his mobile phone.

"Adults work while children play." Huo Kai's vigilant immediately put away the mobile phone, the expression is absolutely a thousand years rare serious.

Why?! There's a situation!

Xiaomeng Bao and Mi Xiaoya have a very tacit look at each other. The mother and son are heart to heart, and they laugh at the same time.

This time, Huo Kai's refusal not only successfully attracted Xiaomeng Bao's attention, but also mi Xiaoya's attention.

She seldom plays with her mobile phone. She is afraid of radiation after pregnancy, and even has little contact with her mobile phone. She used to read the hot microblog every day, home news, weather and so on. Now she only has pregnancy magazines, accompanied by Chinese and foreign famous works. Under Leng Zetian's arrangement, she has to listen to an hour of classical music, an hour of English reports, an hour of French, and an hour of music Yes Countries speak other languages.

Mi Xiaoya doesn't understand why Leng Zetian attaches so much importance to language talent cultivation.