"Where do you say? I'll be right here! Sheng Yumo's voice was like a pipa in a hurry, a lot crisper, "No, you don't need to send it over, I'll come in person!" ”

I hung up the phone and set my destination.

He looked directly at the assistant, and the starry light in his phoenix eyes was bright, "It's a manuscript!" Manuscript of Guanguan! She even had a manuscript left...... Guanguan, you're so nice......"

His eyes were lowered, full of warmth, and his voice was as melodious as a cello, and everyone was drunk when they heard it.

"It's so nice to be in Guanguan...... Leave the manuscript for me ......"

The assistant was silent.

Also, since Miss Liu's unfortunate death, whenever it comes to anything related to her, Mo Shao will lose his temper.

In his life, it seems that he has long lost his color, and he only lives after the faint arc that Liu Muguan left in this world.

But if you think he is weakened by her death, you are very wrong.

If someone vainly tries to use Liu Muguan as bait and hit him hard, it is asking for trouble.

He looked devastated, but in fact he was shrewd and ruthless, and even those around him thought he was more sober than ever.

Such a sober Mo Shao, with a bit of hidden madness, is the most frightening.

Because you'll never guess what he's thinking.

Don't deliberately use "things related to Liu Muguan" to test him, curry favor with him, or attack him.

As long as your mind is not pure, Sheng Yumo will let you know how to write dead words.

This is the conclusion reached by everyone around me.

Liu Muguan is his reverse scale and his lifeline.

She had been his reins, his chains, and once gone, he had lost his shackles and his weaknesses.

So unscrupulous.

So invincible.

It's intimidating.

Even Old Man Sheng knew this smartly, and cleverly avoided it.

"Guess what's in the manuscript?" He asked his assistant, as if he was greedily enjoying this rare emotional turmoil, he had not known for a long time what pleasure and pain were like, "Could it be something that Guan Guan wrote to me?" ”

The assistant decided to be honest and safe, "I really don't know. ”

It is better to be despised by Mo Shao than to guess wrong and be taken by him.

Sheng Yumo really didn't pay attention to him anymore, he quickly leaned back in the seat, half-lowered his eyes, and his pupils were icy.

Emotions come and go quickly, and he returns to his lazy, indifferent, and frosty state.

The sun shone through the car window on his noble and handsome face, revealing the tiredness in his face.

Like a dormant dragon, curl up in his huge cavern, put away his sharp claws and fangs, and pretend to sleep, just waiting for the stupid prey to take the bait and inadvertently tear the other into pieces......

……

Jane's house.

The air was filled with a lingering smell of burning, and the floors and furniture were covered with heavy dry powder from the firefighting.

After comforting and sending off all the guests, Jian Fang was on the verge of collapse.

But Fifth Master Sheng refused to leave no matter what.

"I'm afraid Mr. Jian will give me an explanation for this matter." His face was gloomy, and the black scars on his face were even more evil.

"Fifth Master, I really don't know." Jian Fang was physically and mentally exhausted.

He was angry, but after such a toss, the iron-beaten man couldn't stand it.

"Why did Long Man come out of the statue? Why did she become like a ghost? Sheng Wuye was furious, "How did she die back then?" You simply committed suicide and let her suffer for 18 years? ”

"Fifth Master," Jian Fang couldn't cry, "Is our materialism good at all, where are the ghosts in this world?" ”

Sheng Wuye sneered, "It's not a ghost, what is it?" How do you explain that supernatural phenomenon? ”

He asked this series of questions, and Jenny, who was sitting on the sofa not far away, suddenly exploded nervously......