Chapter 842: Wife, Wife, Wife

All right.

The big president is naïve again.

If Zhong Yinian can't see what the big president is abnormal now, she is stupid.

Speechlessly, he rolled his eyes, and Zhong Yinian looked at him with a twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"You're enough, too."

I really want to say it, you still want to be embarrassed, but I don't dare to say it.

Without saying anything else, Zhong Yinian sat down with Su Mo with a smile, and the two of them started chatting.

The two women began to whisper, leaving only two men with fierce eye wars.

Pei Muchen's mobile phone rang at this time, he frowned, and reached out to take it.

"What's the matter?"

It's Ouyang Yunyi, could it be that something happened to the black market?

"Everything is settled, and it's basically back to normal."

Although the old man's methods this time were very clever, he still found a solution.

It seems that after such a long period of growth, they can already be hostile to the old man.

"Well, pay more attention during this time."

Not long after hanging up the phone, An Yue and Mo Yang called one after another, and they were roughly the same as Ouyang Yunyi said.

Things seem to have been almost settled, and the lines ready to be laid out have been laid out, and nothing is a big deal.

"Uncle, let's go out for a walk together."

Zhong Yinian suddenly spoke at Pei Muchen.

"Okay."

So, a group of four people left the villa in the middle of the mountain together.

There are still a lot of scenery in Kyoto, but considering Su Mo's current physical condition, everyone just went to some high-end parks for a walk.

"Pei Shao, I want to ask you a question."

Among these people, only Pei Muchen and Huangfu Ziyan have a good relationship, so she really wants to know the truth of this matter.

"What's the matter?"

Pei Muchen's face was expressionless, and the cold facial lines were not soft in the sun.

Su Mo didn't care about this, and looked directly at Pei Muchen's eyes.

"I always feel that Huangfu Ziyan is not dead, he will not die, do you feel the same way?"

Pei Muchen frowned slightly, what kind of problem is this?

Feel?

How much credibility is a person's feelings?

"He's dead."

This is a fact, and Rong has to accept it.

The hope in Su Mo's eyes disappeared, and sure enough, it was still this answer, without a trace of change.

"I'd still rather believe that he's alive in a place we can't find."

Maybe soon, he'll be back.

Pei Muchen looked at her like this and didn't say anything more.

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Dinner, as Bei Chenfeng wished, was eaten by three people.

Zhong Yinian sat beside Pei Muchen, looking at the dishes piled up in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Xiao Nian, come and eat this, I remember you like this."

"Wife, try this, this restaurant is very good."

"Xiao Nian, I've tasted this dish, it's delicious."

"Wife, try this, I specially ordered the dish for you."

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"Enough for the two of you?"

Zhong Yinian frowned, how could he be like a child?

She felt Su Mo's embarrassment, can she still have a happy dinner like this?

"Whatever I want to eat, I'll clip it myself, you two eat it yourself."

Originally, it was a very happy thing for someone to pick up vegetables, why is it so tormented today.

Zhong Yinian's words fell, and in an instant, the temperature of the entire box dropped by a few degrees.