From a stupid person.

There is his shadow.

"Third brother, what are you looking at?" Lu Ziyan saw a faint arc at the corner of Huo Muchen's lips, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then was surprised: "Third brother, you just laughed!"

"Is this a design draft?" Lu Ziyan glanced at it and said, "Third brother, you are so awesome. You finished the design drawings so quickly."

M&R Group is responsible for developing shopping malls and also developing its own industry. With the genius of Third Brother, M&R will sooner or later be invincible in the world.

"I didn't draw it. Please sort out these design drafts and don't show them to anyone yet." Huo Muchen handed the page to Lu Ziyan, took the phone and pressed the answer button.

The phone call was immediately filled with insults and words of encouragement.

【Huo Muchen is a bastard!】

[Huo Muchen is just playing with you...]

It was difficult to distinguish the messy noise, but the man could still hear Song Ci's aggrieved cry.

His starry-looking brows suddenly exuded an aura of indifference and indifference, and all eyes were focused on the voice that popped up on the phone.

Song Ci's voice was low and aggrieved.

And stubborn, which sounds particularly distressing.

His wife was wronged.

Everyone in the Song family was blaming her, insulting her, and questioning whether it was a mistake for Song Ci to marry him.

The man was sitting on the sofa, breathing hard. He unbuttoned a few shirt buttons with his fingers, tilted his head to cover the darkness that was gradually gathering in his eyes, twisted his neck, and raised the corners of his lips into a smile that was not a smile.

Lu Ziyan didn't hold back, and scolded his phone for saying "oh oh oh" three times: "Fuck, third brother, your two father-in-law and mother-in-law are talking bad about you behind your back! Fortunately, you built a bridge for the old fox Song Yuancheng, and now you have helped an old man.

Aren’t you a bastard?”

Huo Muchen's long arms rested on the arm of the sofa, and his ascetic and cold face only revealed a handsome profile, but it still made people marvel.

He doesn't speak.

Lu Ziyan didn't pay attention either. He was still surprised that Song Ci was living in such a mess behind the glamorous front.

He suddenly felt that he might have misunderstood Song Ci before, after all, he had always heard Song Ci speaking for his third brother from his voice.

"Third brother, this third sister-in-law was bullied by the Song family." Lu Ziyan directly classified Song Ci as Huo Muchen's private property and one of their own, "I didn't expect these old bastards from the Song family to treat the third sister-in-law like this.

Dare to disturb Tai Sui!"

"Haha..." A sneer escaped from Huo Muchen's throat. He raised his eyes slightly and took a glance. His long nails tapped the coffee table rhythmically, making a thumping sound with a bewitching voice, as if Satan was alive: "Put it on."

The Song family's financial chain is broken. No one is allowed to give it to anyone without my instructions. This matter must be kept secret."

Bullying his wife, Huo Muchen will definitely drive her to the point of desperation!

"Third brother, the third sister-in-law must be feeling aggrieved now. I heard her cry." Lu Ziyan spoke unabashedly, and his mind was full of fantasies, so he just said it bluntly: "Third brother, do you think the third sister-in-law will feel right now?"

I would have been beaten already, otherwise I wouldn’t have cried so miserably on the phone.”

Lu Ziyan was talking to himself, not feeling Huo Muchen's full aura and coldness coming towards his face at all.

There was a string of reason tightening in Huo Muchen's mind, and his flawless jawline was exposed. He was thinking that Song Ci was really being bullied, and he was thinking about Song Ci crying in grievance and being scolded.

He looked like he didn't dare to speak, and frowned.

"Seeing as Sister-in-law is always wronged like this, it's no wonder she is so arrogant and domineering." Lu Ziyan crossed his legs and leaned against the glass table, with his tie hanging on the corner of his desk. He looked so bohemian that he deserved a beating, "I guess.

It’s just because you’re afraid of being bullied that you want to protect yourself.”

No wonder, the third brother said that Song Ci had been wronged and wanted to pamper her.

He said she was young and had no one to teach her, so he taught her step by step.

After they learned from the boss, Huo Muchen really taught him step by step and raised him up little by little. Except for a few years abroad, Song Ci had always lived under the protection of his third brother.

If the third brother really wanted to play, Song Ci would have been played to death long ago.

Perhaps the unintentional words directly broke the string of reason in Huo Muchen's mind.

Huo Muchen hung up the phone recording, smoothed the creases in his suit, and stood up coldly, his straight and strong legs tightly wrapped in his trousers.

"Third brother!" Seeing Huo Muchen's sneer, Lu Ziyan walked out, his steps slow and slow, as if he was stepping on those people's faces!

Lu Ziyan's pupils shrank, which was a sign that Huo Muchen was angry.

"Third Brother, do you think Third Sister-in-law was instigated by them?"

"What are you going to do?

Huo Muchen walked out of the lounge in one step, and Lu Ziyan followed him to the elevator.

The man suddenly paused, and Lu Ziyan braked suddenly: "Third brother, why don't you leave all of a sudden?"

Just when he was doubting, he saw Huo Muchen's dark eyes as if she had knocked over an inkstone, and her thin lips curled into a mocking smile, "It's normal for her to be young and ignorant, but someone has taught her bad things, and I won't allow it.

I will never let it go."

A hint of evil flowed out from her eyebrows. Huo Mu Chenfei raised the corners of her thin lips, lowered her head and scanned the lit screen of her mobile phone, and narrowed her eyes slightly.

Lu Ziyan followed Huo Muchen into the elevator and looked deeply at Huo Muchen.

There was a heavy feeling in the elevator, and Lu Ziyan's heart felt heavy, and he suddenly said: "Third brother, the Song family is on the cusp of the storm now. If we take the opportunity to step on Tangcheng, we can directly monopolize the Huo family.

If it’s not convenient for you to do this, can I do it?”

After a period of silence, Huo Muchen's cold voice came: "No need."

Finally, he glanced at it again and said in a low voice: "Are you surprised?"

Lu Ziyan nodded truthfully, unable to guess what Huo Muchen was thinking: "I thought the third brother would directly destroy the Song family to vent his anger on Song Ci. After all, you are against Song Ci, which is obvious to all of us."

Others marry sweet wives and play songs every night.

The third brother not only married a wife, but also a daughter.

Hearing this, Huo Muchen's eyes narrowed and he sneered: "Since she didn't tell me, it means she doesn't want me to get involved."

"Then how can I send you a message?" Lu Ziyan didn't understand.

Song Ci looks silly, not that charming.

"Of course she needs me to come forward. She wants me to see clearly the true face of the Song family." Huo Muchen smiled lazily and walked towards the underground parking lot.

"See clearly the face of the Song family? Is it possible that she is not the daughter of the Song family?" Lu Ziyan said.

Huo Muchen fastened his seat belt, and Lu Ziyan followed suit and sat in the passenger seat. He kept asking: "Third brother, why can't I understand you all of a sudden? If Song Ci doesn't help the Song family, do you still want to help you? I

I have never seen her care so much about you before. Do you think she is planning a divorce?"

"Get off!"

Huo Mu spoke in a cold voice, glanced sideways, and suddenly said.

He frowned, and the cabin suddenly became tense as the temperature around him dropped sharply.

From the first time the Song family came to ask for a betrothal gift, Song Ci was hinting to him that she was specifically trying to prove to him that she was changing?
Chapter completed!