Strong favor of wealthy family: rumored husband owes training

"Since you don't know, find someone who is clear." Shen Moling lightly held his fingers on the shelf, and touched the base of the antique vase with his fingertips, with a sinister and wild look on his face.

"I don't understand what you're talking about!" Murong Tianyou rolled his eyes angrily, his face was majestic but his heart was surging.

As the head of the family, he was reported to him about all the big and small matters in the family. Could he not know what Murong Zichun had done?

But before he had time to ask about this matter, Shen Moling came to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes. The matter has reached this point and must not be admitted, otherwise Murong Zichun's reputation will be ruined, and he will offend a devil like Shen Moling. The end is unimaginable.

In order to protect the family and his own grandson, Murong Tianyou decided to rely on the old to sell the old one, isn't it just for a woman, Shen Moling wouldn't offend the entire Murong family, right?

But he was wrong and underestimated the importance of Wen Wan in Shen Moling's eyes.

"Don't understand? Ji Xiao, let him understand!" Shen Moling didn't have much patience to talk nonsense with him, and ordered in a deep voice.

"Search!" Ji Xiao waved his hand expressionlessly, a room full of special forces rummaged and smashed in the living room, where did this come from the army, they were simply bandits who came down from the mountain.

Murong Tianyou was out of breath angrily, pointed at Shen Moling and fell on his wife, squeezed the crutch hard, and said angrily: "Don't bully others too much, do you really think that my Murong family is so easy to talk to?"

Shen Moling snorted in disdain and asked sharply: "If you are easy to talk, I don't need my people to do it. Let me ask you again, where is my wife?"

"Shen Moling, I, Murong, am also a family that has been rooted in the city for a hundred years. How can I allow you to humiliate me like this? Seeing that Mr. Shen didn't care about you for the kindness he owed me back then, he should get out of here quickly, otherwise the two of us will be together from now on. Families are at odds!" Murong Tianyou's mouth twisted in anger.

Shen Moling was cold and teasing, and contemptuously said without anger and prestige: "I call you Mr. Murong to give you face, but if I don't give you face, I think you are just an ant. If it weren't for my grandfather's kindness, how could I let you be like this?" The villain becomes one of the four major families?"

"You...you..." Murong Tianyou was so anxious that he had a heart attack, leaning on his wife Bai Lan, luckily he had the medicine with him and quickly swallowed a pill, otherwise he might have to call an ambulance.

Shen Moling glanced at him in disgust, turned around and walked towards the second floor. As soon as he reached the stairs, the security guards of Murong's family came up to block the way.

"Go away!" Ji Xiao led someone to rush over to clear the road in time.

Just as Shen Moling was about to raise his legs to walk up, he heard Bai Lan speak suddenly behind him.

"Mo Ling, why can't you speak up when you have something to say? Our old man also watched you grow up, how can you be so angry with him?"

"There's nothing about the Bai family here!" Shen Moling warned coldly.

"You...You child, don't be serious. We are all family friends. Why do we have to make trouble like this for the sake of something?" The emotion in Bai Lan's eyes changed. Hold Murong Tianyou tightly to signal him not to speak.

"Call Murong Zichun out, and I'll talk to you guys." Shen Moling retracted his feet from the steps, turned around lazily and elegantly with his trouser pockets in his pockets, and said.

"Zichun? He's not at home. It's not like you don't know. This kid has nothing serious to do all day long, so he ran out early." Bai Lan lied without blinking her eyes.

Shen Moling wanted to laugh when she heard what she said, and said contemptuously: "It doesn't matter if he's not here, hand over my wife first."