After returning, she brought three treasures to surprise the world

"Cancel!" Song Chenxiao left the meeting hall after leaving a sentence.

Lu Huai hurriedly followed, he had never seen a man so neglectful of work, this was unprecedented!

According to the personality of a man, even if a thief breaks into the house or a fire breaks out, he should not even frown!

"Sir, does that woman need to be dealt with, and should I call the police?"

Lu Huai followed Song Chenxiao to ask, the man's footsteps stopped abruptly, his stern eyes seemed to be stained with murderous intent, it was so terrifying that he almost couldn't stand still.

"Are your ears disabled? She's Mrs. Song!"

Song Chenxiao's heartless words made Lu Huai feel overwhelmed in an instant!

Mrs. Song?

Does Mr. really have a wife? !

However, Song Chenxiao seemed to be exuding anger all over his body at this time, no matter how full of doubts Lu Huai was full of, he did not dare to say a word.

It wasn't until half an hour later that he quickly sent the man back to the villa that he realized that Song Chenxiao's wife... was actually Mu Guan who "died" five years ago!

Seeing Mu Guan come out to open the door in pajamas, Lu Huai almost fainted from fright.

Mu Guan looked at Lu Huai with a funny face, "Assistant Lu, long time no see, you seem to be much thinner."

In fact, the subtext was that after staying by Song Chenxiao's side for such a long time, he was really tortured beyond words.

"Mumumu..."

Lu Huai's tongue was almost tied, and Mu Wan smiled, "Don't worry, I'm a human, not a ghost."

Hearing this, Lu Huai's cold sweat subsided a little.

After Lu Huai left, Song Chenxiao grabbed the woman by the neck and pressed her under his protruding Adam's apple, as if he wanted to swallow her alive.

"Who allowed you to come back?"

"I just returned to China, I have no money, and I can't afford to live in a hotel... Besides, we are husband and wife, shouldn't we live together?"

Feeling the man's anger almost bursting out of breath, Mu Wan intentionally made himself worse.

Song Chenxiao used to hate her poor and cheeky attitude the most!

"It seems that you haven't played enough of playing hard to get?"

He kept saying that he wanted a divorce, but it kept appearing in front of his eyes.

This woman is basically the same as before, mercenary and unscrupulous... He was almost cheated again!

Song Chenxiao pressed against the tip of her nose, and the breath between his teeth was as sharp as a knife blade.

"It hurts my heart to say that. Since you still want me to be your wife, then I will naturally be by your side and try my best to make you love me..."

Mu Guan deliberately spoke softly, the colder Song Chenxiao was, the more bored she became.

Just like five years ago, when she flew into the flame with moths, instead, he hated her to the extreme...

"...You really want to die, I can fulfill you."

Song Chenxiao tightened his knuckles and pulled Mu Wan away from him!

Mu Guan's neck was torn apart in pain, but she still smiled, "Are you going to kill me again?"

The woman's soft and hoarse words made the man's eyes tremble suddenly, and then darkened to the end.

After a while, Song Chenxiao pushed Mu Wan away and strode into the living room.

The high-end wooden sofa originally customized in Italy was replaced with a girly Barbie pink.

In addition, there are light blue wine cabinets, light yellow refrigerators, grass green tea tables, etc...

The high-end black and white tones are instantly ruined by colorful tacky furniture.

Seeing Song Chenxiao coming, Aunt Zhang hurried over, "Sir... This woman insisted that she was your wife, and even called people from the home improvement company. We can't stop her..."

Seeing that the man's complexion was not good, she tried her best to fan the flames.

"I see that your place hasn't changed in five years, and you want to change the taste. Don't look at this gaudy thing, but it's very popular abroad."

Mu Wan followed and said calmly.

She knew that Song Chenxiao hated colors, and besides black and white and dark blue, it would be a sin to add another color to the wardrobe.

This villa, even her bedroom, is black and white.

It is better to say it is a gorgeous cold prison than a home.

"You, bought it?"

Song Chenxiao's breath became heavier, he looked at her coldly, and held back for a long time before he could bite out three words.