Chapter 108: Eat meat with shamelessness. This woman's words are too poisonous.

Xia Shu was not only angry and blushed, but also blushed in her face and thick neck. "Uh, Zhang Xinxi, you ying woman, it's not that my skills in bed are too bad, but that you are too sexy. No man in the world can satisfy you."

At this time, Xia Cao opened the bedroom door and walked out, looking at him holding the phone and gritting his teeth with a puzzled look, "Xia Shu, who are you talking to?"

Hearing her voice, Xia Shu was very nervous, and hurriedly put down the phone and smiled at her, "Hehe, sister, I, Daniu and I are talking on the phone, haha..."

"You are so familiar with Daniu, what else can I say? It's getting late, go to bed early." Xia Cao reminded with a smile. After saying that, he turned around and walked into his bedroom.

Xia Shu looked at her back and recalled the scene of Ouyang Nuo, Mo Mi, and Jiang Han visiting her home, and the incident of them being misunderstood by them when she taught her to ride a motorcycle. Thinking of some of the words Zhang Xinxi said, he gradually began to feel suspicious in his heart...

Sister, do you really have an unusual relationship with the three of them? One is His Royal Highness, the other is the president of Platinum Group, and the other is the gangster boss. You without a strong background and ordinary you, how can you get involved with them?

Uh, sister, you should have no special relationship with them, right? You are not the kind of vain person. If you had that kind of relationship with them, how could our family still live in this small village? You should have lived in a villa in a big city, drank foreign wine, and ate delicacies every day.

After thinking about it carefully, as his younger brother, he finally stood on her side and chose to believe her.

…

The next day, Xia Cao arrived at the shooting base on time as usual and actively participated in the work.

While resting, she took the cell phone and found Zhang Xinxi, and smiled and handed the cell phone to her, "Xinxi, my brother is so ignorant. I will return this cell phone to you on his behalf."

Zhang Xinxi lay lazily on the lounge chair. Last night, she and Xia Shu had a fight on the phone, and she was in a bad mood. She rolled her eyes through her sunglasses and said angrily: "I never take back what I gave. Do you give me the gift on his behalf? Do you look down on the gift I gave, or do you look down on me as Zhang Xinxi?"

"Xinxi, don't get me wrong. I don't mean that way. I just think this gift is too expensive and the summer tree cannot be collected."

"What's so expensive? It's only 20,000 or 30,000 yuan." Zhang Xinxi didn't take this little money seriously at all. When he thought of some things, some people raised his lips sarcastically, "Even His Royal Highness, General Jiang, General Mo, these three men standing at the top of the pyramid can accept it, but the mobile phone I gave is not small, it's too snobbish."

Xia Cao hadn't expected the words behind her. Her face, which was a little red by the bright sunlight, was so white that it was bloodless. She opened her mouth and wanted to refute something and explain something, but in the end she said nothing. She remembered the handsome and noble faces of the three men, and the ruthless words that the three men said on the night before leaving. Her eyes were wet and her scarred heart that no one knew, turned around and walked quickly into the scorching sun.

"Hey, I gave that phone to Xia Shu. Don't bully him as your sister and take what belongs to him for yourself." Zhang Xinxi looked at her back as she walked away, sat up, and shouted unhappily behind her.

She seemed to have not heard, and did not reply, and did not look back. She speeded up her pace to the sun, hoping to get warmth and heat in an eager way, but she didn't expect that no matter how strong the sun was or how hot the weather was, the heart in her body could not feel the slightest temperature.

When she got home that day, she gave her cell phone to Xia Shu.

In front of her family, she always hides her true emotions and does her best to be the smiling, positive and optimistic self in front of them.

…

Mist City...

The afternoon was a bit lazy.

After the important meeting and the day of work, Mo Mi stole half a day of leisure, closed her charming eyes and sat comfortably on the comfortable rotating chair.

When you are free, your mind will always think about people and things that have nothing to do with your work.

When the soft light penetrated the floor-to-ceiling windows and shone on him, he remembered the one who had been crushed by him and loved her so much that he had been detained by him in this luxurious presidential office. By the way, he remembered her bright and beautiful smile, her sad tears...

When he thought about it, he was out of control. His mind was filled with her shaking shadow. "Uh 7e" sighed in a low voice, slowly opened his eyes, played with the gilded pen on the table, thought for a while, turned the chair to face the floor-to-ceiling window, looked at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, took out his cell phone by chance, and dialed out a phone number that he had secretly remembered in his heart by no means...

On the "Hey 7e" phone, there was the vibrant voice of Xia Shu.

"Xiashu, do you know who I am?" he asked with a smile.

"I think about it... Oh, I understand, you are Mr. Mo." Xia Shu said with a surprised smile on the phone.

"What's the name of Mr. Mo? It's Brother Mo Mi."

"Haha, OK, Brother Mo Mi, why did you call my house today?"

"I miss you, haha, where is your sister? Are you at home?" When asked, he seemed a little nervous and a little expectant.

"My sister hasn't come back yet. These days, Director Zhang has been rushing for progress. My sister won't come back until the evening."

"Oh..." His handsome eyebrows frowned faintly, as if they were feeling a little distressed.

"Brother Mo Mi, I want to ask you a question. Can you answer me honestly?" Xia Shu suddenly asked nervously.

"If you ask casually, I will answer you honestly."

"What's your relationship with my sister?"

Why did he ask this question suddenly?

Mo Mi was stunned, thought about it, smiled, and said, "Friendship, why would you ask me this question?"

"Oh, hehe, I just want to know my sister's emotional matters, just ask."

"Is that?" he was a little suspicious, "What is your sister's cell phone number?"

"I have no idea."

"You are her brother, why don't you know?"

"You don't know anything about this." Xia Shu happily opened her conversation, "Her phone, it's a baby. It was given to her by someone she likes. In the phone, Li Xuanhao's phone number was the only one. I asked her number, but she just didn't say it, saying that her phone only answered Li Xuanhao's phone number."

Mo Mi smiled at the corner of her mouth, but her heart was really sour and depressed, "Your sister, you're really infatuated."

"Yes, a person like my sister who is infatuated is the most likely to be hurt. I am quite worried about her and hope she will give up on Li Xuanhao soon."

"As her friend, I'm also worried about her." He smiled clearly.

After hanging up the phone, his beautiful and evil face was ugly. He pressed the phone on the table and came to Secretary Wang.

"Mr. Mo, what are your instructions?" Secretary Wang asked cautiously and cautiously when he looked at his gloomy and terrifying face.

"Go and prepare a mobile phone to give to the summer grass in Lushui Village, Conglin Town, Wansheng District."

"Yes." Secretary Wang nodded immediately, "Mr. Mo, do you have any other instructions?"

He thought thoughtfully, "Don't write my name by the sender."

"Whose name is written? Is the name of our group?"

"No need, think about it carefully, who has the best relationship with when she is working here?"

Secretary Wang thought carefully for a while and smiled and said, "Mr. Mo, when she was working in the sales department, she seemed to be the best with Wang Xiaoyue, who works in the sales department."

"Oh?" He raised his beautiful lips with a ghostly aura, "Then write Wang Xiaoyue's name."

"yes."

…

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Xia's family...

"Sister, you are finally back." Xia Shu said happily when she saw Xia Cao walking into the hall, "Do you know who called home to find you today?"

"Who?" She worked all day long and was so tired that her back was sore that she had no interest in knowing. She asked lightly and walked towards the bedroom.

"Guess."

"Guess?" She was puzzled, and suddenly remembered the man in the deepest part of her heart. Her heartbeats and turned around and looked at him, "Brother, is it Li Xuanhao calling me?"

Xia Shu frowned, shook her head, and showed a disappointed expression in her without any evasion. "Sister, is he the only one in your heart? The person who called you today is not him. They have forgotten you. You are still thinking about him without any prospects, really."

"Not him?" Hearing this, her heart that became full instantly fell into nothing. Her eyes couldn't help but feel sad. "It's not him, who could that be?"

"It's Brother Mo Mi."

"Is it him?" When she heard Mo Mi's name, her empty heart suddenly filled with flames of resentment. She turned around and walked into the bedroom with big striking strides. "Xia Shu, don't mention his name in front of me in the future. The other two, don't mention them, they are not allowed to answer any calls they call." The sound fell and Dali closed the door.

‘Clang’

"Uh, Sister 7e, did you eat explosives today?" Hearing the harsh sound of closing the door, Xia Shu frowned, closed his eyes like frightened, and asked thousands of questions in his heart, "When did Brother Mo Mi provoke you? When did Brother Jiang Han offend you? When did Your Highness Ouyang Nuo make you dissatisfied?"

…

Mist City, the largest entertainment club...

"Jiang Da, I, I really don't know where that batch of goods is." A middle-aged man knelt in front of Jiang Han and said tremblingly, "I know nothing about these things."

Jiang Han sat on a shiny black sofa with his legs crossed his legs. Behind him were seven or eight burly bodyguards in black suits, and two hot-shaped women sat on both sides, smiling cutely and leaning on his body that made the woman fascinated. No matter from what angle, his classic image of a gang boss was so eye-catching that it made people unable to take their eyes away. The men and women dancing on the top dance floor all threw admiration and fearful eyes at him.

His expression was so cold that he pushed the woman leaning on him with some boredom. He lit a cigarette and let out a mouthful of choking smoke on the face of the middle-aged man kneeling in front of him. "I'll ask again, do you really don't know the whereabouts of that batch of goods, or do you know it?"

"Jiang, Jiang Da, I, I am true, I really don't know." The middle-aged man shook even harder.

He pulled the corner of his firm lips, nodded, and suddenly threw away the cigarette that had only taken a sip of it in his hand, picked up a bottle of red wine next to him and hit him on the head.

‘Touch 7e’

In an instant, the middle-aged man fell down, his head twitching on the ground with blood, "Uh...ah...ah, Jiang Da, please, spare your life...ah..."

"You don't know where the goods are, and it's useless for me to keep you." He said coldly, and raised his head to the bodyguards behind him, "Treat it cleanly." After saying that, he lit a cigarette and walked out with no expression.

The two hot women sitting next to him immediately twisted their waists and swayed their hips and followed quickly, and put their arms around them one left and one right.

"Brother Han, I will accompany you tonight, just laugh." The woman on the left said charmingly, raising her chest that was about to emerge and rubbing against him, "Haha, I will make you feel better, I..."

He stopped, took a breath of smoke and looked at her coldly, "Get out."

When the woman touched his eyes, the woman immediately trembled, "Yes, yes." She quickly let go of his arms and walked back with a dazed look.

The woman on the right looked at the woman's back as she quickly left, and secretly smiled gloatingly at the corner of her mouth, slipped her hands, and hugged his strong waist with her two jade arms, "Brother Han, we..."

"Get out, too."

His voice was as cold as a sword. "Yes 7e" The woman shook her body, immediately let go of her hand, and quickly retreated.

"It's all *** vulgar powder." He muttered coldly, and strode to the quieter corridor, standing in front of the railing, looking at the bustling street scene with neon shining, smoking muffled mouthful.
To be continued...