A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

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Shen Mocheng looked at the sky with one or two Han Xing stars, flicked his finger, threw away the cigarette butt, "Get dizzy and take it away!"

Chi Xi regained consciousness and found that she was gagged and blindfolded. She did not know where she made a sound, and there was an echo, and she could feel the cold and empty surroundings.

...

Shen Haoyu woke up dizzyly, bright sunlight shining through the kitchen window.

Limbs were still sore, he suddenly turned over, pinched his eyebrows, and heard the sound of something falling on the ground.

Take a closer look, the lockbox!He opened it, looked carefully, and he asked for several documents!

There is a piece of paper under the lockbox, with only two big round characters: Goodbye.

Shen Haoyu was startled, his face changed drastically!

He got up, panicked looking for his mobile phone, and quickly dialed the phone when he found it, but he couldn't get through it several times. He closed his eyebrows, thought quickly, and dialed a few numbers immediately.

...

The darkness did not feel the time passing, and there was no sound in the empty place, proving that there was no one around her.

Chi Xi was half-conscious, wondering what Shen Mocheng would do to her.

After a long, long time, the sound of the heavy door opening, someone came over and pulled her out with a heavy force.

Stumbled away for a while, a slight light could be felt outside the black cloth, she judged it should be the next evening.

She was squeezed into a car and the window was lowered. It was Shen Mocheng's cold voice without a trace of emotion: "I think you saved my life and want to let you go many times. But you insist on playing on my head, stubborn. If it doesn’t work, there’s no way. You’re so young? I respect you. I received an interesting call at noon, claiming to be your leader, and clarifying trade secrets to me. Who is behind you? He? Now I want you to ask you to go back and educate you. I am very interested in your people behind the scenes. Is it good to return you as a gift?"

"Shen Mocheng! Can I die in your hands? Don't get me back—"

Snapped!The door closed and the car drove away quickly.

Shen Mocheng walked back to his Audi, his face gloomy, his hands were clean for many years, really dealing with a little girl?He couldn't do it, he returned her, and at the same time investigated what she was behind the scenes!

The white Audi stopped in the mountains for a long time, and Shen Mocheng didn't know why, as if he had done something that made his heart inexplicably complicated.

He sat in the car for a long time, but he couldn't figure out the complexity. Why, he shouldn't have pity for a hairy girl who is doing evil.

The sky was dark, and at eight o'clock at night, the white Audi went down the mountain.

I don't know what happened tonight, the fog is very heavy, Zhang Qing controls the speed of the car, but unexpectedly, there is a sudden moment!

Shen Mocheng frowned and opened his eyes: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Qing got out of the car and saw the people getting on and off from the vehicle coming in front of him. He was really taken aback for a long time, and it took a long time to find his voice: "GE President Shen?"

The man's eyes were bloodshot, his white shirt was wrinkled and his Brazilian pants were wrinkled, his jaw was stubble, his footsteps rushed to the back seat and opened the car door.

Shen Mocheng turned his head and raised his eyebrows thickly: "President Shen?"

Shen Haoyu's voice was very dumb: "I found you blocked her halfway, where did you get her?"

"Who?"

Shen Haoyu could not see the usual calmness and clarity on his face at this moment: "Where is she?!"

The thin lips of the man in the car became more and more playful, "Ms. Shen's secretive Miss Xiaoqingerchi? Who sent her to me for whom."

Shen Haoyu's face changed drastically, and his arms fell out of control to the car door: "She didn't leak Zhuo Yi's secrets! Replaced..." 5599 Novel www.dy5599.com

"I didn't let her get the secret, how many hairs is she?" Shen Mocheng got out of the car with a cold face.

Shen Haoyu grabbed his black shirt collar, his dark eyes turned red at the moment, gritted his teeth and despaired, "Shen Mocheng! She is my sister. It is also your sister... kiss."

The night fog is deep.

In the recent November weather, especially the cold night in the mountains in the southern city, the wind blew the wet fog and poured into the ears, hissing like an illusion.

The white Land Rover braked horizontally at the fork in the road, the front of the car was straight, and the Audi was forced to stop by it.

The fronts of the two cars collided.

On one side of the two cars, three men stood.

The street lamp is far away, and the light extends to this downhill, almost without light, everyone's face alternates strangely in the dark night and white fog.

It has been quiet for a long time, or rather, it is dead still.

Finally, Zhang Qing walked around the door and turned on the lights.

He returned to the middle of the two cars, with horror and particularly dull eyes, looking at the two men on the left and the right. With his mouth open, he stared at the faces of the two men. They were handsome in different types, and their facial features were all deep and clear. Are there similarities?

Zhang Qing couldn't find it for the time being, but suddenly his mind exploded, Shen...

Both are named Shen.

How to put it, Shen is a more common surname. When Zhuo Yishengshi secretly competed with GE more than a year ago, Zhang Qing, including all the company's senior executives, including Shen Mocheng himself, didn't think that the president of GE was also surnamed Shen. This is a strange thing.

But now, at this moment, Zhang Qing held his breath.

Some facts have been in front of you for a long time, you don’t associate it because you think it is commonplace. Once you associate it, it is so weird!

It was the first time that Shen Mocheng was grabbed by his collar for such a long time without making any resistance.

Strictly speaking, his facial features are like facial paralysis. They are still cold before, and under careful consideration, he can't condense any emotions.

Strictly enough, Shen Haoyu didn't know if he listened to the sentence just now?

Shen Mocheng heard it, but it seemed that he hadn't heard it. He couldn't react to it. It was like a great secret but not like a great secret.

Just now when he heard the man in front of him yell out the first half of "He is my sister" out of control, Shen Mocheng even raised his thin lips as if to sneer, indifferent high-ranking people's usual way of watching jokes.

Overnight, the joke became that he was the protagonist.

'It's your sister, too.'

This sentence circulated in his mind for a few minutes, and black ants filled all his thinking nerves.

After a few minutes of silence, Shen Mocheng thought that these words were funny.

He really laughed, and smiled at Shen Haoyu's equally indifferent and quiet face.

The man’s voice was low and dry and cold, blending with the dark night, hissing cold from his throat: "The president of the rival company ran to me one day and told me that he tried his best to install the arrogant little spy next to me. It's my sister, Mr. Shen,"

Speaking of this, Shen Mocheng couldn't help laughing out loud, but his voice licked the tip of the knife: "Mr. Shen really treats me as idle?"

The two men were about the same height, with a perfect ratio of 187,188. Shen Haoyu stood in front of Shen Mocheng, a little pure and juicy, and Mo Yu was generally not as strong as the falconry in this man's natural bones.

He was anxious at the moment, so gloomy fell into his eyes, staring at Shen Mocheng with a dead-water pupil, as if sighed, and said three words: "Shen Qingshu."

Shen Mocheng's reaction to these three sons was equally slow, too slow. In the thirty-seven years from birth to the present, these three words did not exist for even half a second.

On the contrary, Zhang Qing next to her, her pupils sluggish.