He Yurou, who was sitting in the car, put her head on the window, looked out of the window with a suspicious expression, and kept thinking about the strange scene before He Zheyu and Zhao Qingwu got into the car, with a woman's sixth sense, she thought that something must have happened to Zhao Qingwu and her uncle, and a thought flashed in her head, which immediately made her anxiously shout Han Mo: "Turn around and I won't go home, where they go, I'll go there." ”

Han Mo had an extremely embarrassed expression on his face, and after squirming his lips a few times, he said, "But the boss said that I would send you home." After a pause, he said, "I think it's better for us to listen to the boss, you ......."

Before the words were finished, a series of sarcastic words slipped straight into Han Mo's ears: "You are just a slave raised by my He family, where does the master go, when will it be your turn to talk too much, I said that I will not go home, where the uncle goes, I He Yurou will go!" ”

Han Mo's hand tightly grasped the steering wheel in his hand, trying to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart, and his tone was still very calm: "I really don't know where the boss is." ”

He Yurou felt that Han Mo had exhausted all his patience, and her cold tone sounded again: "If you continue to move forward, then I will jump out of the car." After finishing speaking, Han Mo clearly heard the sound of the rear car door unlocking, and at the moment when the car door was about to be opened by He Yurou, Han Mo immediately turned around.

The two people standing in the boxing ring stared at each other with deep and dangerous eyes, and then a powerful and cold murderous aura permeated the entire room.

After the two fought for a while, Zhao Qingwu's face had a few colors, and He Zheyu's face also had a slight face, not as serious as Zhao Qingwu.

He Zheyu gasped, his dark eyes swept over Zhao Qingwu, who was beaten down by himself, and said indifferently: "Why is this ability, don't you still want to snatch her from me?" Then he roared, "Come on! I warned you to stay away from her, but you are going to keep stepping on my cordon. ”

Zhao Qingwu slowly got up from the ground, half-bowed, and after slowing down for a while, he stood up straight, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and roared loudly: "The person Mo Qinghan has always liked most in his heart is me!" It's me Zhao Qingwu not you He Zheyu, if it weren't for you to intervene in it, how could she be yours! ”

He Zheyu looked at Zhao Qingwu, who was a little crazy, and sneered a few times in a low voice and said, "You are so sure that without me, she Mo Qinghan must be yours?" After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Qingwu with a gloomy face.

Being asked like this, Zhao Qingwu lost his confidence, but he still said very decisively: "If it weren't for Mo Qingyu, she wouldn't be the third party between you and my sister." ”

"I only agree with you on the first point, if it weren't for Mo Qingyu's opportunity, she wouldn't have become my woman so quickly, but she is not a third party."

"You always say that you love her, but when she went in and out of various high-end clubs because of Mo Qingyu's incident, using her body as capital in exchange for Mo Qingyu's chance to live? What have you done for her?

Zhao Qingwu moved his lips, but he didn't say a word, because he really didn't do anything substantial.

"For her sake, I let people seal all the high-end clubs in Nan City, and leave tens of billions of projects aside, just to prevent her from falling into the irreparable abyss."