Murong Bo returned to the office, the room was clean and tidy, and the incense exuded a faint fragrance, and he hooked his lips slightly.

The secretary brought in the hand-ground coffee, and in an instant, the rich aroma of coffee filled the entire office.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

"Please come in."

"Mr. Murong, good morning." The special assistant came in with a few papers.

"Early."

"Mr. Murong, this is a document handed over by the heads of each branch for approval."

"Put it down."

The special assistant gently placed all the documents on Murong Bo's desk in the pending documents.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, there is a global strategic layout meeting." The special assistant reminded Murong Bo.

"yes, got it."

"And ......" The special assistant glanced at Murong Bo, a little hesitant.

"What's the matter, just say it." Murong Bo raised his eyes lightly and looked at the other party.

"The stage collapsed there, and I found a new clue, I'll send you WeChat."

A light of hope floated in Murong Bo's eyes: "Send it quickly." ”

The special assistant took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, clicked on Murong Bo's avatar, and sent three videos to Murong Bo.

Murong Bo sat on the chair, leaning back on the chair, staring nervously at the phone screen.

As soon as the video came, Murong Bo quickly clicked on it.

In the video, two men secretly approached the stage with a saw knife, they looked left and right, and when they saw that there was no one around, they uncovered the stage cloth and got in.

Murong Bo's face tightened, and his eyes exuded a cold chill.

It turned out that the stage collapse was man-made, not accidental.

Murong Bo's good-looking hands trembled slightly because of anger, and he clicked on the second video.

I saw two men come out from under the stage, walk to the front two corners of the stage with saw knives, and pull the saw knives vigorously against the main frame of the stage support.

Murong Bo was extremely angry, and the bright lights of the office hit him in the face, sharp, cold, and without any temperature.

The special assistant stood across from his desk with bated breath, feeling the atmosphere oppress him to the point of panicking.

Murong Bo clicked on the third video, only to see Zhao Qingyu under a private house, talking a few words to the two men just now, and then handed one of the men a bag of things, the two men opened the bag, took a closer look, and showed greedy eyes.

Murong Bo slammed his mobile phone on the table, this must have been done by Zhao Qingyu at the behest of those two men. Murong Bo clenched his fists and dug his nails into his flesh, and he controlled his emotions a little.

"That Zhao Qingyu and the injured woman on the stage were once called the peerless double pride of the dance forest, since the stage collapse, the injured woman can no longer dance, Zhao Qingyu alone has taken all the aura of the stage, and now she is a well-known dance celebrity in the country."

Listening to the special assistant's words, Murong Bo felt that his heart ached.

"The injured woman is my wife." Murong Bo's voice was very soft, but he directly shook the special assistant in place.

The special assistant's eyes widened, and he was shocked, his own president actually got married secretly, and the injured woman was actually the president's wife, no wonder the president was so nervous.

"What? Silly? ”

"No, I'm just surprised, Mr. Murong, you are actually married, and the president's wife is actually killed like this."

"Dig three feet into the ground to find these two men." Murong Bo's tone was cold.

"I'm already looking for it, but there are no clues yet." The special assistant's voice was low.

"Let's get out."

The special assistant walked out of the office and gently closed the door.

Murong Bo leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyebrows with his hands, he felt a splitting headache. It's been too long, how can I quickly help Li Kexia take revenge?

Murong Bo called Ling Siye: "Lend me the basement of the farm." ”

"Who has offended you? Do you want to help. ”

"You help me find two men, dig three feet into the ground, and I will dig them out, I will see people in life and corpses in death."

"Okay, send me the information."

Although Murong Bo didn't tell Ling Siye what was going on, Ling Siye could clearly feel his anger from his tone.

After a while, Murong Bo sent the two videos to Ling Siye.

Ling Si clicked on the video at night and watched it, and he instantly understood Murong Bo's mood.

"Don't tell my sister-in-law yet, I'll tell Xia Xia when I'm done." Murong Bo told Ling Siye.

"Okay."

Murong Bo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he took out the cigarette case, shook it, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a few puffs.

He dialed the bodyguard's phone: "Immediately check where the dance master Zhao Qingyu is now, invite her back, you look for Ah Fei, he will tell you how to do it." ”

"Got it, Mr. Murong."

After hanging up the phone, Murong Bo snuffed out his cigarette butt and went around to his desk to start reviewing the documents, if it wasn't for a global strategic layout meeting in the afternoon, he really wanted to rush to Li Kexia's side immediately.

By the time he came out of the meeting, it was already evening, and through the glass window, he could vaguely see that the street was already lit up.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened WeChat, and saw that Li Kexia had left a message for him.

"Abo, do you want to have dinner in the evening?" He had a happy smile on his face.

"I just finished a meeting, and I'm going to pick you up."

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the tea room." Li Kexia replied in seconds.

Murong Bo took the suit and put it on, and strode out of the office.

The black Maybach sped away towards the riverside boulevard.

Half an hour later.

"Xia Xia, I'm at the door." Murong Bo sent a message to Li Kexia.

"I'll be right out." Li Kexia explained a few words, and then took his coat and walked out of the store.

Murong Bo watched Li Kexia walking towards the wind, her figure was slender, her hair fluttered in the wind, her skirt was flying, and she was as unearthly as a fairy in the sky. Thinking of the video of the stage collapse, he felt a sense of distress in his heart again.

Li Kexia opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot.

Murong Bo leaned over, helped Li Kexia tie his seat belt, and then gently imprinted a kiss on her forehead.

"Xia Xia, in the future, I will protect you." Murong Bo looked at Li Kexia's delicate little face and said distressedly, and used his hand to pull the broken hair on her forehead to the back of her head.

"Bo, what's wrong with you?" Li Kexia raised a bright smile.

"How do I think you are a little glassy today, and I feel very sensational." Li Kexia wanted to laugh a little.

"Hehe, is there one?" Murong Bo pulled out a smile in embarrassment.

Murong Bo looked ahead, started the vehicle, lightly stepped on the brakes, and put the gear, he tried his best to calm his mood, so as not to be seen by Li Kexia.

"Yes, it feels like you're nervous, but I'm happy that you're nervous."

"You're my wife, I'm sure I'm nervous about you, I don't allow anyone to bully you." Murong Bo stepped on the accelerator lightly, and the vehicle moved slowly.

Li Kexia turned his eyes to look at Murong Bo, he said very seriously, as if he was swearing.

A warm current surged into his heart, and the tip of Li Kexia's nose was sour, and he nodded with emotion.

Along the way, listening to Li Kexia humming happily, Murong Bo's complicated mood was like a mist slowly blown away by the breeze......