Lu Muqing did not delay for a moment, squeezed Zheng Xiaomeng's scarf and gloves tightly and returned to the car again.

Gu Qingcheng wanted to follow, but Lu Muqing said that he could solve this matter by himself.

On the way, he left the matter of the company meeting behind, and just wanted to rush to Meng Meng's side to see what kind of madness Mojing City was smoking.

He made a few calls to Mojing City, and it was always turned off.

After that, he called the assistant of Mojing City again, and asked, "What about Mojing City?" ”

The voice was unprecedentedly cold, and there was a thick aura of danger that the Suke of Mojing City had never heard before.

"Master Qing, our family Mo Ye ......"

Before the assistant finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lu Muqing fiercely, "Let him roll over and answer the phone." ”

The assistant looked embarrassed, and the hand holding the phone was sweating slightly, and he didn't know what to say.

His grandfather is now ...... with Hu Miaomiao

If he goes in now, it will be his family's Mo Ye who will be offended, if he doesn't call, it will be Lu Dayan who will be offended, what a dilemma, how to break it?

Lu Muqing had already lost his patience, and his voice plummeted several times in an instant, "Call me the Mojing City, and I don't want to say the same thing a third time." ”

"Master Qing, it's not that I don't want to call, but ......, my grandfather, now, some, it's inconvenient to ......"

Now, the entire villa is occupied by Hu Miao's painful voice, who of them as subordinates dares to disturb? It's snowing so much, they're all standing outside the door, and they're all about to freeze into popsicles.

The assistant was afraid that Lu Muqing would do him, so he deliberately pasted his mobile phone to the door of the villa, and Hu Miaomiao's painful cry immediately reached Lu Muqing's ears from the phone.

Lu Muqing's eyebrows frowned even tighter.

This Ink City is really crazy.

The assistant took back the phone awkwardly and said cautiously: "Master Qing, you also heard it, it's not that I don't call you, but ......"

In this regard, Lu Muqing was no longer embarrassed, so he asked: "Did Mojing City let you tie up my wife?" ”

"Huh?" The assistant almost swallowed the phone in fright, and stumbled and said, "Old, old, old, wife......?" Are you married? When was this? We ......"

"Yes or no?"

"I can take the liberty of asking, ...... is your wife?"

"Zheng Xiaomeng, a student of Professor Gu of the Department of Neurosurgery at the Central Hospital."

Knock –

The assistant knelt down on the spot, and couldn't spit out half a word for a long time with his mouth open.

The four men in black saw the assistant kneeling down suddenly, and thought something was wrong with him, so they hurriedly went up to help him up, "Jin Tezhu, what's wrong with you, is it hypoglycemia again?" ”

Jin Tezhu held his mobile phone in a daze and pointed to the warehouse behind the villa, "Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry up and invite the aunt and grandmother in the warehouse to come out, or ......"

Before he finished speaking, the soul-intimidating voice on the other end of the phone came like the king of Hades asking for his life, and Lu Muqing said in his seemingly calm voice: "If my wife is missing a hair, then you can all go to her hair to be buried with her." ”

Kim Tesuke's legs went limp, and he knelt down again.

He wanted to say something more, but Lu Muqing had already hung up the phone.

Jin Tezhu wants to cry without tears, Master Qing, I kneel here to your old man's house, can your old man forgive me?

This problem is obviously a proposition, and there is no solution!

"Hurry up and help me up, go, go, go to the warehouse in the back."

His grandfather is still ......

I can't count on it, so I can only coax the one in the warehouse before Lu Muqing comes.