Throw down the billionaire CEO: Mommy is too arrogant

The night is as black as thick ink, and the starless and moonless night sky is like a huge net, which is so oppressive that people can't breathe.

In the brightly lit banquet hall, a large birthday party was still being held, but a few guests had already left.

Fu Ma searched around the banquet hall a few times, even every corner, but he still didn't see the figure of the Palace Master, even calling her phone was prompted to turn off the phone.

Is it difficult to go back first?

Looking suspiciously at the man standing on the other side, Fu Ma's eyes were filled with doubt.

Kang Haoxuan didn't send her back. Could it be that he has compromised with Kang Yaotian and decided to marry Dugu Ziyan as his wife?

If so, then he...

A trace of puzzlement flashed across the evildoer's face, his eyes looking at Kang Haoxuan sank slightly, but soon, he returned to normal.

No, this is definitely not Kang Haoxuan's style.

On the other side of the banquet hall, Kang Haoxuan was in a neat suit, not angry but mighty. Just standing there gave people a condescending sense of oppression.

And in front of him, there was also an old man exuding a powerful aura all over his body.

The old man was gently held by Dugu Ziyan's arm, his back was straight, and he didn't look old at all.

He is holding a cane, but in his hand, the cane looks like a king's scepter, symbolizing supreme power.

The three stood facing each other, and no one spoke first.

"I have something to go."

After a long time, Kang Haoxuan was the first to break the silence, his tone was light without the slightest warmth, and the glamorous woman next to him gave him a deep look, did not speak, but was obviously unwilling.

Glancing at the woman, the old man turned his eyes to Kang Haoxuan again, glaring angrily.

Seeing that the flames of war were about to break out, Dugu Ziyan pretended to be embarrassed, while Fu Ma, who was standing by the side, frowned slightly, took a glass of wine from the waiter's tray, and tasted it carefully.

The warning in the old man's eyes was obvious, and anyone with a discerning eye could see it at a glance, but Kang Haoxuan acted as if he hadn't heard it, took a faint look at the old man, turned and left.

"Come back, I order you to come back." The old man's voice was very low, but anyone who knew him well knew that he was completely enraged by Kang Haoxuan's actions.

But even so, Kang Haoxuan didn't look back, and went straight out of the gate of the banquet hall, so angry that the old man stomped his crutches fiercely.

Seeing Kang Haoxuan leaving, Fu Ma put down the crystal cup and followed out without haste.

Ten minutes later, Kai Baihe Zhandun parked steadily on the East Street, and Fu Ma followed him from a distance. Seeing Kang Haoxuan's car parked under the palace lord's building, the corners of his mouth could not help but evoke an evil spirit.

Sure enough, he guessed it right. In Kang Haoxuan's heart, that woman had a position that no one else could shake.

Start the engine, Fu Ma crosses the Kebakh shield and leaves quickly.

Kang Haoxuan glanced at the rearview mirror indifferently. It's not that he didn't notice Fu Ma's little tricks, but he didn't take him seriously.

He raised his head, fixed his eyes on the floor where the palace lord was, picked up the mobile phone and pressed a series of phone numbers skillfully, but just after he pressed the dial button, he frowned and cut off the dial.

In a remote abandoned factory on the outskirts, Moshang Chunrou kept looking at the Palace Mistress, never leaving for half a step, never giving her any chance to escape.

As time passed, the palace lord became more and more anxious. If he didn't find another chance to escape, it would be too late when the man came back.

The night was getting dark, and Moshang Chunrou was really sleepy, but she couldn't wait for the man to come back, so she held back her anger.

Staring at the palace lord viciously, he walked quickly to her side, raised his hand, and slapped the palace lord heavily on the cheek: "Bitch, it's all because of you that I lost the position of the heroine." , and now make me suffer here.”

As the slap fell, the palace master gasped in pain, and tilted his head slightly, but his eyes were fixed on the hateful woman in front of him.

If she hadn't been tied up, she would have fought back.

Being stared at by the palace lord, Moshang Chunrou instantly loses her anger, and instead becomes a little timid because the security captain is not here.

Damn it, this woman is obviously bound, why is she still afraid of her?

Turning around sullenly, he walked quickly to the door, because the man hadn't returned for a long time, Mo Shangchunrou paced back and forth anxiously.

Seeing that Moshang Chunrou finally left, the palace lord finally had a chance. While staring at the door, she curled her body slightly together, letting her buttocks go through the bound hands first, and then her legs.

Fortunately, her flexibility is very good, and it is not difficult to move the bound hands from the back to the front.

Her movements were very light and slow, and did not disturb Moshang Chunrou. The palace master seized the opportunity to untie the rope with difficulty with his mouth, and the rope on his feet was much easier.

After everything was settled, the Palace Mistress quietly moved towards the door, and she was only one chance away from rushing out quickly. Even if she was discovered, Mo Shangchunrou alone might not be able to catch her back.

But in the next second, the palace lord realized the words that the imagination is full and the reality is skinny. She was about to rush out, but Mo Shangchunrou found out.

The two women looked at each other and were stunned for a few seconds, but soon the Palace Master came back to his senses and wanted to forcefully rush out.

The move of the palace lord brought back Moshang Chunrou's thoughts, before she could figure out how she untied the rope, she hurriedly turned around and closed the door.

"Not bad, you can untie the rope unexpectedly. I didn't expect you to have a few tricks." After the door was closed, Mo Shangchunrou turned and leaned against the door, looking at the Palace Mistress proudly, with a smile on the corners of her eyes and brows.

Seeing that the way out was blocked, the Palace Mistress panicked again. If the man came back at this time, then she really couldn't escape.

Slightly frowning, clenched fists, the Palace Mistress tried to calm herself down.

Mo Shangchun Rou looked at her with a smile, and slowly approached her.

If this woman can untie the rope, she can tie her up again. Let's see how much she has the ability to untie the rope again and again.

The palace lord saw Mo Shangchunrou's expression, and as she approached step by step, the palace lord slowly backed away step by step, and didn't stop until she reached the corner of the wall.

Seeing that the palace lord had nowhere to retreat, Mo Shangchunrou curled her lips proudly, and just as she knelt down to pick up the rope on the ground, she was hit hard on the head.

With a muffled snort of pain, Moshang Chunrou passed out before she could take a look at her attacker.

Seeing the fallen woman, the Palace Mistress was slightly taken aback, threw away the brick in a panic, and ran to the door quickly, she wanted to leave this terrible place as soon as possible.

But as soon as she opened the door of the abandoned factory, she found that the man had returned, and there were several more men beside him. The clothes on the men were dirty, and at a glance, she knew that they were the homeless men he had found. .

Seeing a few men walking towards the abandoned factory, the Palace Mistress screamed inwardly, "Oops, God is going to kill her!"