Mo Huantong couldn't understand it either. She would be afraid, worried, and thought, if he was unhappy, if he was angry, if...

I was inexplicably scared.

Care about any of his emotions...

In the past few years when she was with Lu Yuwei, she rarely felt this way. Lu Yuwei was more like a teacher and an elder to her. She guided her in life and feelings and arranged everything for her.

When we get along, we are even more respectful to each other... The Lu family is a wealthy family, and Lu Yuwei is extremely well-educated. He is courteous and humble everywhere when he is with her.

Mo Huantong doesn’t have to worry about anything, let alone worry about him being angry.

So it was difficult for her to understand her feelings... Maybe it was because Mo Beiyan was too sunny.

He is not a man who can see through easily.

I don't know who can see it in his heart...

At least it wouldn't be her.

Mo Huantong held her palm and stood up, "Sorry, no matter whether you think it's important or not, I did lose the gold card you gave me, maybe... can't be found."

Mo Beiyan raised his eyebrows. He extinguished the cigarette in his hand and glanced at her through the smoke star, "It's lost...so what?"

Is he really angry?

Mo Huantong really didn't know what to say, "I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention..."

She can't afford to pay, and there is nothing to pay...

"The three words that I feel most disgusting."

But Mo Beiyan suddenly stood up, threw down the words and went upstairs.

The servant didn't dare to say much when he saw the smoke of gunpowder, so he hurried into the kitchen.

Mo Huantong stood there with a pale face. She didn't understand why he was so angry today. What happened to the company?

He may be really tired.

Her appetite had already run away, but Mo Huantong didn't dare to go upstairs to spend time with him at this time. The wounds on her shoulders and spine were still hurting. She had to grope and sit down again, and swallowed the white rice in her stomach with her mouthfuls.

In the master bedroom on the second floor, Mo Beiyan walked to the side of the female bag placed on the sofa and took out Mo Huantong's cell phone.

He could be sure she wouldn't go upstairs now.

Unconscious understanding has spread in my heart...

Mo Beiyan took out the driver's cell phone again, and he entered the same two strings of command characters at the same time...

The two phones immediately vibrated and the same control screen appeared.

This proves that they have all been specially installed...

Mo Beiyan's face suddenly became gloomy. He put Mo Huantong's cell phone back, sat for a while, then got up and walked into the bathroom.

He believed that after such trouble, no matter who it was, he would definitely be unable to hold back.

Quick battles and quick decisions are always the first choice for ambushers.

*

The wind was very cold at night. Tong Ran slept a lot during the day and was used to sleeping late at night. Naturally, Mo Nanjue could not go to sleep alone, so he hugged her and watched a movie in the home theater.

The movie is Mission Impossible 4.

Tong Ran ate potato chips, looked at the male protagonist who jumped down from the Dubai building, and exclaimed, "The agent is so handsome... I want to be an agent too!"

"Too fat," Mo Nanjue glanced at her coldly when he heard this, "Just like you are a three-legged cat kung fu, let alone the agent, the doorman is struggling."

The training he had when he was a child was even more cruel and concise than what the agents had.

“…”

Tong Ran twitched his mouth, and he was so hurtful...

Good agent, why did he have to get involved with the doorman?!
Chapter completed!