Young Master Gu, your wife's vest has fallen off again

After hanging up the phone, Chen Xiao walked to his desk and sat down. His back was a little wet at this moment.

"He Yi, this woman is really crazy."

Chen Xiao had a different view of this woman in his heart. He never even thought about betraying Zhong Louyu.

"Ugh."

With a sigh, Chen Ling also felt sad for this woman's fate, and immediately stopped thinking about it, and began to lower her head to deal with the matter at hand.

"Master, we now..."

Putting the phone in his pocket, Mr. Mo stood aside and looked at Zhong Louyu. To be honest, he was worried now. Once He Yi revealed their identities, they would be in trouble immediately.

"Mr. Mo, do you believe that He Yi dared to betray us?"

Zhong Louyu smiled evilly at the corner of his mouth. He has enough self-confidence. Others don't know it, but he himself is very clear. When he gave this woman a task in China, he felt that this woman was not simple, so he paid special attention to it. Stayed a hidden means.

"Master, do you have any other solutions?"

Mo Lao looked at Zhong Louyu's strategizing appearance, and became curious for a moment. Logically, this situation is imminent, but Zhong Louyu is not in a hurry at all, and he seems very calm.

"Mo Lao, don't worry, if this woman He Yi really dares to reveal our identity, she will disappear from this world immediately."

"Oh no, she will disappear from this world immediately before she reveals our identity."

Zhong Louyu sneered. He has absolute confidence. The killer he sent to He Yi was trained by himself, and he thought he was the best killer. Get rid of her.

But after such a long time, Zhong Louyu had forgotten about it, but Mo Lao's words reminded him.

"Hehe, the young master is really smart."

Mo Lao stroked his beard and looked at Zhong Louyu with admiration in his eyes. He didn't expect that Zhong Louyu had already started plotting against this woman at that time, and he didn't expect that Zhong Louyu would keep a hand.

"Old Mo, He Yi knows too many things, I have to keep a hand."

Zhong Louyu raised his eyebrows, and said to himself, he never likes to give others a handle on himself, even if it is his own, he is not willing to, unless it is someone he is really sure of.

"Hahaha, young master is wise."

Mo Lao stood aside and laughed, the big rock hanging in his heart could be considered to have fallen, otherwise he would really have trouble sleeping and eating.

"Cough cough cough."

Zhong Louyu looked at Mo Lao's face, and suddenly coughed violently, which agitated his emotions just now.

"Master, are you alright?"

Hearing the voice, Mr. Mo hurriedly moved to Zhong Louyu's side, grabbed his wrist and began to feel his pulse, unexpectedly it would affect Zhong Louyu's old injury.

Zhong Louyu didn't speak, just sat quietly, coughing from time to time.

"Oh, young master, you should try not to have too much emotional fluctuation in the future."

Mo Lao sighed, there was nothing wrong with Zhong Louyu's body surface, but the real problem appeared inside Zhong Louyu's body. The old illness he had been dragging before had been on Zhong Louyu's body, and every time Zhong Louyu experienced huge emotional fluctuations, it would affect his body old wounds.

Looking at Zhong Louyu's pale face, Mr. Mo immediately became angry, as if the figure from before had appeared in front of his eyes again. After following Zhong Louyu for so long, he was watching Zhong Louyu step by step. Big one, Mo Lao couldn't be more clear about his personality.

"No, young master, drink some water and take a rest."

Mr. Mo took a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Zhong Louyu. His old illness, Mr. Mo, had no choice but to take care of it slowly. The injuries on his body were left on him when he was a child, and they have always been on him. Without treatment, it is impossible to cure the root cause of the disease all at once, so I can only raise it slowly like a frog boiled in warm water.

Zhong Louyu grinned, seeing Mo Lao blaming himself, he didn't say anything, he could only take a sip from the water bottle and then put it down.

The two were silent for a while.

"Old Mo, the situation in China is a bit serious now."

Zhong Louyu looked at Mo Lao's face, and said softly to him, they can't stop now, otherwise those who are eyeing them will immediately pounce on them.

"Well, I know this, but we haven't settled the matter on the family side, so we can't waste all our efforts."

Mo Lao sat on the edge of the bed and said in a deep voice with his back to Zhong Louyu, he also knew that they couldn't slow down the situation in the country for a moment, but it was just that they managed to deal with the family affairs to the point where they are today, they really can't It's such a pity to just give up.

"Hehe, Mr. Mo, where are you thinking? Wang Jianshan and Zhong Fuhong, those two old fellows, I, Zhong Louyu, will never let them go."

Zhong Louyu chuckled, before he finished dealing with the family affairs, he would not leave here easily. He had to settle the old account with these two old guys. The old guy pays back double.

"Ah, that's it."

Mo Lao scratched his head helplessly, just now he was worried that Zhong Louyu would just give up.

"Old Mo, let's go."

Zhong Louyu lifted the quilt covering himself, and said coldly to Mr. Mo, it's time for them to add fire to the two old guys, Wang Jianshan and Zhong Fuhong.

"Huh? But your injury, young master..."

Mo Lao turned around and stood up, pointed at Zhong Louyu and said to him, he was worried that Zhong Louyu's old injury would relapse.

"Hehe, don't worry, Mr. Mo, we are not here to fight, and you are by my side, what am I afraid of?"

Zhong Louyu chuckled, put on his coat, and lightly patted Mo Lao on the shoulder to signal his reassurance.

Mo Lao smiled noncommittally, yes, he is protecting Zhong Louyu?Zhong Louyu didn't need to do anything.

"Master, where are we going now?"

Mo Lao accompanied Zhong Louyu down the stairs to the living room on the first floor of the villa. The car was already waiting for them outside the villa door.

"Crack."

Zhong Louyu opened the door of the living room of the villa slowly, and a gust of cold wind blew on them, which was cool.

"Let's go to Zhong Fuhong's house and give this old guy a surprise."

The corners of Zhong Louyu's mouth raised slightly. He really didn't expect Zhong Fuhong, an old guy, to hold his breath so heavily. The evidence was all there for him. What is this old guy waiting for?

"Hehe, add fire to them."

Mo Lao followed Zhong Louyu into the Rolls-Royce luxury car, and said softly to Zhong Louyu, to be honest, he was also a little curious.