President's Dad: Arresting the Reporter's Wife

In the living room on the first floor, two stalwart men threw themselves on the big sofa, but their eyes were all on Mu Jungan who was walking downstairs.

Holding the coffee, Si Shaoxuan looked at his friend teasingly with black crystal eyes, and joked: "Are you willing to come down?! It seems that the story of the hero saving the beauty will never be over."

"This should be enough for the entire entertainment section." An Jinhao clasped his arms around his chest and joined in the fun.

Mu Junqian immediately put on a cynical look, and leaned on the sofa opposite them, with two buttons on his shirt casually, making him look as evil as before, not like someone who came back from the juncture of life and death.

"Stop talking nonsense, [-] million per person, sign a check or pay in cash?"

Although there were many difficult problems, Yue'er finally returned safely, and his mood became much clearer.

Si Shaoxuan raised his eyebrows, turned back and put down the coffee cup, and said with a smile: "No problem, but two things first, you lost my gun. The doctors and nurses just now are all members of the Si family, counting you 8000 million, the total is exactly 2000 million, pay first and then talk."

"Your gun is worth 8000 million?!" Mu Junqian seemed to see a ghost.

"Not only! Do it, I mobilized the signal satellite above Italy, this loss can't be counted too much, just like Xuan, you give me [-] million, and other losses are mine." An Jinhao looked very kind.

In fact, Si Shaoxuan's gun contained a high-end precision positioning chip. It was the signal that found the location of the gun, and they judged that Mu Junqian might be in some trouble. It is impossible to remain motionless in one place.

"What?" Mu Jungan really saw a ghost this time.Then he looked at the two with innocent resentment.

"How can there be people like you in the world?! Wouldn't it be faster to rob a bank than this?!"

"Wrong, many banks are under my name, and you don't run this business under Mu Banner." An Jinhao curled his thin lips, as mad as ever.

Si Shaoxuan laughed amusedly, dressed in black like a revived Greek sculpture.

"Go on, your precious daughter is worth more than two hundred million. You are willing to give out one billion. Is she okay?"

Mu Junqian glanced at the faces of these two people, shook his shoulders, and replied lightly: "Fortunately, I was a little frightened. After all, this kind of thing is too strange to her."

"It's fine as long as there is no problem. The problem now is who is the person who wants to kill you." An Jinhao looked up at him.

"This person not only wants my life, but also Yue'er. So, it's easy to get him." Mu Junqian's playful eyes gradually became cold.

Si Shaoxuan raised his big hand and said loudly: "Damn, I just reported that all the killers are members of the same organization, and they all have the tattoo logo. Also, many years ago, there were several Muren in this organization." , This is not common among Italian gangsters, but so far, none of these Muren have appeared, nor have there been any information that can be checked."

"You mean, like us, all records are deleted?!" Mu Junqian's eyes became deeper.

"You can say that. It's just that European gangsters are different from Southeast Asian gangs. Although they also have this kind of special training, such people will not be removed from the record. Unless this person is the leader of the organization, or is dead." Si Shaoxuan further explained.

"So, the person who killed me might be Mu Ren?!" Mu Junqian leaned on the sofa, with a sharp edge that cannot be underestimated in his laziness.

Si Shaoxuan nodded in agreement, and then said lightly: "Of course it is possible. But I will continue to investigate about the black market. In short, this matter is very strange. I think the roots below should be deep enough. "

"Since the other party likes to play like this, let's just stick with him to the end." An Jinhao spread his arms wide, and his charming tone gave his friend the strongest support.

Mu Junqian smiled, but did not speak, but moved his half-closed eyes out of the window. After the rain, a rainbow appeared in the sky. Although it was a bit hazy, it was very beautiful.
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South Asia, Lanjia villa, study room, red toon wood bookshelf, pineapple desk, precious porcelain antiques, tea utensils filled with the fragrance of tea, an antique Chinese style.

Lan Yuting was wearing white casual clothes, sitting on a high-backed wooden chair, waved his hands impatiently, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone get down."

"Yes." The bodyguards backed out with solemn expressions.

Before the bodyguards opened the door, Lan Aiyu pushed open the door with a bang and walked in, her beautiful face became even more glamorous with anger and surprise.

"Dad, what's going on? He wants to kill him?! It's clearly agreed."

Lan Yuting interrupted her with a wave of his hand, and the bodyguards also quickly retreated.

"Ai Yu, I didn't expect this result. The problem now is that Mu Jungan is fine, but Xia Shuiyue is fine. It seems that we are in big trouble." Lan Yuting's eyebrows became more and more serious.

"Father, why is everyone protecting Xia Shuiyue? Mu Jun did it, so did he! What's so good about her?!" Lan Aiyu's voice was sharpened by jealousy.

Lan Yuting patted her on the shoulder reassuringly, and said softly: "Ai Yu, don't worry, we still have a chance."

Before Lan Aiyu could answer, the phone on the desk rang, louder than louder.

Lan Yuting took a deep breath and grabbed the microphone without hesitation.

"Hey!"

"You are really brave. I said that Xia Shuiyue can't die. Do you know what you did?!" The other party's voice was obviously questioning and blaming.

"Are you questioning me?! Let me ask you, who killed Jun Mu? What did you say before!" Lan Yuting snorted coldly, not to be outdone.

The other party laughed with disdain and sarcasm, so his voice was even more gloomy.

"Boss Lan, are you too naive, you only want Mu Junqian to be your son-in-law of the Lan family, but don't forget, if you want Xia Shuiyue's life, will he let you go?! The only way is to fix it all!"

Lan Yuting's Fangzheng face became extremely solemn, and his big hands couldn't help tightening, and said in a deep voice: "It's all over? The problem is gone! Mu Junqian and Xia Shuiyue narrowly escaped death, and Si Shi and An Shi also participated. Now I don't want to discuss other issues with you, just say what we should do! You should be very clear about our current situation."

The other party pondered for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief, as if trying to calm down his mood.

"Fortunately, there is no evidence. Charles is dead, and the people you sent are also dead. None of the people involved in this incident survived. No matter how capable Mr. Si is, we won't be able to find out our identity in a short time." So, the initiative is still in our hands. Mu Junqian can’t beat us.”

"What do you mean?" Lan Yuting didn't understand what the other party said about the initiative.

"Haha." The other party smiled mysteriously, and said softly, "Mr. Lan, believe me, Ling Qianjin will soon get his wish. Congratulations."

"Just tell me what you want me to do." Lan Yuting seemed to have guessed the other party's mind.

"Still doing as before, but with more efforts, I don't believe that the Mu's consortium can really withstand the blocking. I will handle the rest."

Jun Lan Yuting did not speak, but agreed with his statement.

The other party continued: "Actually, the Mu's consortium does not have the ability to independently develop South Asia. Therefore, in the current situation, without that distribution map, Mu Jungan can hardly move forward."

"I see, the old man is seriously ill now." Lan Yuting suddenly stopped in the middle of his words.After half a second, he turned to say: "The distribution map should be ready soon, wait for my news."

Seeing him hang up the phone, Lan Aiyu took a step forward, handed him a cup of tea, and asked solemnly, "Dad, is he still worthy of our trust?"

The sternness and coldness on Lan Yuting's face immediately turned into the warmth of a loving father.

"Ai Yu, don't forget, only benefits are eternal friends. He and we can only fight against Mu Jungan if we support each other, and we each get what we need. Besides, it won't be good for him if we lose. "

"Father, what should we do now?" Although Lan Aiyu grew up in such intrigues, she is still at a loss in the current situation.

Lan Yuting looked at her with a smile, and said softly: "The opportunity has come, we are ready to wait patiently."

As he said that, the big hand holding the fine porcelain teacup was retracted, and the white cup was instantly smashed to pieces.——
Because of exhaustion and the effect of sedatives, Xia Shuiyue slept for a whole day and night.

Until the afternoon of the next day, the sunshine in the city of Rome completely returned to its former clearness and warmth. It shone in from the windows on the second floor wantonly and fell on the soft carpet, reflecting perfect light and shadow.

The person lying on the bed, under the white thin blanket, in white pajamas, with pale white hands raised beside her, the sun gently kissing her already flushed little face, such a picture is soft and beautiful.

Mu Junqian is wearing a gray linen shirt and brown trousers. He looks casual and elegant, with deep eyes, short black hair, and a perfect light outline. No matter which direction you look at, he is a crazy man. .

The phone rang at this moment, and Mu Junqian immediately pressed to answer, then got up and walked to the French window.I'm afraid that the voice will disturb Xia Shuiyue's rest.

"President, I am very rude to ask you when you will be back." It was Joshua's voice.

"Is the board of directors not peaceful?" Mu Junqian said without thinking.

"Everyone had high expectations for this cooperation with NK, and now it suddenly stopped. You know, those money fans must give an explanation." Joshua's voice was obviously a little worried.