Contract CEO: Peeping at his cute wife and being attacked

Mo Shi's body moved slightly, and the overlapping left leg was placed on the right leg again, very elegant and elegant Erlang legs.

His long and slender fingertips rested easily on his knees, and he nodded every now and then, showing a kind of casual laziness, and his tone was also indifferent and contemptuous: "Is your company worth my time? "

An Bihuai's tense body trembled, and he gasped again invisibly. To him, Anshi was his life, but in front of this young man, Anshi was like a pediatrician. He didn't pay attention to it.

"Mo Shi! Don't be so arrogant! Young people are outside, so we can meet each other in the future! Don't think you are like this, I am afraid of you!"

"If I can..." Mo Shi still spoke slowly, as if turning a blind eye to An Bihuai's fury: "I can prevent you from having the chance to meet me in the future!"

An Bihuai felt as if a huge boulder had fallen from the top of his head, making his whole head buzz. He knew too well that, let alone a "prosperity and prosperity", it was the strength of the Mohist family, and it would be easy to crush and kill him The matter, this young man who was arrogant in front of him, had the capital of arrogance.

The pain in the chest was severe, and the lungs were about to explode, An Bihuai said angrily: "Then what are you doing here today?"

Mo Shi raised his eyelids, glanced at him coldly, and said in a low and coercive tone, "The poison in An Xiaoyi...was you the one who did it?"

An Bihuai felt that his thinking could not keep up with the rhythm of Mo Shi, he paused for a moment, and then asked uncertainly: "Who are you talking about?"

The corner of Mo Shi's mouth curled into a cold smile: "That's right, I also hope that that woman has nothing to do with you."

"What did you say about Xiao Yi just now? Poisoned? What kind of poison?" An Bihuai asked nervously.

But Mo Shi didn't intend to answer him at all, but stood up slowly, looked past Jin Yuanbao and looked outside the door.

A man in black just came in hastily, and Jin Yuanbao went up to meet him: "Have you found him?"

The man whispered something in Jin Yuanbao's ear, and Jin Yuanbao's originally relaxed and elegant face slowly pulled down, and finally became a little dignified.

He ordered in a low voice, and then let the man go out.

Turning around and walking forward, his tone was a little uncertain: "Boss...something has changed..." When he said this, his spine felt chilly.

"He ran away?" Mo Shi asked back.

"No..." If the person ran away while he was watching, then he would be ashamed to see the boss. Jin Yuanbao frowned, with a guilty expression on his face: "The person is dead!"

An Bihuai listened in a daze, and when he heard that someone had died, he must be someone from his family. He interjected excitedly: "Who died? Who did you kill?"

Jin Yuanbao glared at him angrily: "I really wanted to kill him, but he didn't give me this chance. Before our boss could ask me, he committed suicide by taking poison."

"Who the hell is he!" An Bihuai began to stomp his feet.

Mo Shi put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked down at An Bihuai indifferently: "He is smart, suicide is a way out for him..."

It seems that the person opposite is not simple.

An Bihuai asked anxiously and angrily, but did not get a result. At this moment, Zeng Huarou's loud cry sounded outside the door: "Brother——Brother! What's wrong with you? What's wrong with you? Brother—"

An Bihuai was a little unsteady as if struck by lightning. With his cheeks trembling, he took a breath and said, "What happened to Zeng Zidong? Why did you force him to death?"