My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

Xiao Ning knows that this time is the most sensitive, she must pay attention to keep a distance from Mu Tianyu.

Be cautious, she shouldn’t pick up that call!

Bai Yeyuan can monitor her and listen to her.

In case he is out of context and hears something that is easy to cause misunderstanding, there are really two mouths that can't be said.

She closed her eyes and continued to invest in her studies.

On this day, even in the middle of the meal, she was a casual sandwich in the room, and she did not step out of the door.

In the evening.

A blue-eyed news, but caught up in the white house.

Xiao Ning reviewed the sleepless nights and learned some konjac. It was originally prepared to eat sandwiches for dinner and didn't want to go out.

However, the maid said that this day was set by Mrs. Bai, the big day of the family dinner, the dinner must be eaten together.

Even the white rose that lived in the meditation room in the suburbs rushed back to eat this meal.

As a younger generation, Xiao Ning can't help but attend.

No way, she reluctantly closed the book and changed her plain and decent clothes to the floor.

Dinner was held in the restaurant of Mrs. White's house.

A table dish is originally adapted to the tastes of the elderly, and the taste of the vegetarians of the white rose is light and unbearable.

If it used to be, Xiao Ning would definitely not be used to it.

She likes to eat meat, especially in the small red building in Baiyinyuan. The chef's good steak is a simple sandwich with a few pieces of green bread. It is a super delicious sandwich.

But today, her mind is learning, but there is no expectation and demand for eating.

Even if there are all kinds of grass on the plate at this moment, she can eat it.

At the table, she was not arbitrarily said in a proper way, just eating.

Bai Weiwei and the old lady said something. In the middle, they also faintly mentioned the Gongjue and Gu Yu and the Beigong family. However, Bai Weiwei’s expression was faint, and he said, “I don’t marry, where is the daughter?” The topic has been revealed.

Seeing a dull meal, it’s coming to an end.

Suddenly the servant was in a hurry and rushed in regardless of the image: "Old lady, the big thing is not good!"

"What are you panicking, and the big things are slower to say." Bai Weiwei said lightly.

The servant bitterly said: "The young master...the young master's plane..."

"What happened to the plane?" The old lady was not calm.

White Rose also changed his face.

She knew that her brother had come back in a hurry last night. It was not bright and gone. He was riding a private plane from Baijia.

Is it a problem with the plane?

The servant was even more nervous under the eyes of everyone: "I... I... I don't know, the old lady, you see the news report!"

Someone immediately unscrewed the TV, transferred to the news channel, and also amplified the sound.

The voice of the news broadcaster and the picture of the ruins were immediately displayed in front of everyone.

“This is a location less than a kilometer from eastern Italy. A private jet of a tyrant of the Empire was found to have crashed this morning.”

"According to expert analysis, the cause of the crash may be the latest unstable weather factor. The lightning strike in the cloud damages the important parts of the aircraft, causing the loss of control. It is also known as the Imperial Thunder."

"Of course, it is not excluded that the crew is mixed with the spoils of commercial competitors, deliberately manipulating the aircraft to fail, and the result of the machine crash... If this is the first-degree murder..."