Chapter 629 (2/2)

The name of the group is not very auspicious, Yazi.

Xiao Qimo outside the door:???

Shit!

Yunsang helped Lu Xi sort out a pile of works. He walked out of the room with a happy face. When he saw a gloomy man at the door, he suddenly remembered his purpose of looking for Lu Xi.

Xiao Qimo held his chest in both hands and left angrily after a sneer.

”Qi mo...” Yunsang catches up.

The Sven man used a lot of endurance to not punch Yunsang in the face.

, ”the cloud is strontium,” beside the Tucao Road: ”cloud God, our family is to let you make complaints about Mr. Lu, not to let you be attacked by him. Ah... ”Yunsang Well, yeah, how could he be taken?

”Qi Mo, what Mr. Lu said is reasonable. As for you, there is still room for improvement. I will always inspect your... ”

Mo strontium was even more depressed, ”Yunshen, if you don't help Mr. Mo, don't speak good words for Mr. Lu in front of Mr. Mo, and don't help Mr. landing to embarrass him, OK?”

Nowadays, brothers are really unreliable.

He is sad for Mo Ye. After

Tucao finished, the ink SR would make complaints about Xiao Qimo's back.

Yunsang pulled the lip line.

Well, he will learn to be a brother in the future.

What about brotherhood? Let's talk about it.

Mo strontium all the way to catch up with Xiao Qimo, looking back to see Yunsang did not come, whispered: ”cloud God is also too to miss landing...”

Xiao Qimo threw a knife eye in the past, even if he verbally linked Lu Mian with other men, he would not allow it.

Mo strontium San San of Hang head.

”Master Mo, I don't know what to say or not to say...”

“……” Xiao Qimo was in a bad mood and gave him a cold glance: ”say.”

”Well, when you and Miss Lu were in Luoxia Town, I saw two news One is that Shen Yiyao committed suicide after she learned that the Shen family had gone bankrupt

Xiao Qimo doesn't feel anything. It's not news.

”Another piece of news is that Shao Yunxuan was killed in a car accident on the way back to Wucheng.” Mo strontium was stunned, ”these two things seem to be arranged by the cloud God, both of which have made accidents.”

Xiao Qimo narrowed his eyes and pondered for a moment. Then he opened his mouth with some heavy breath: ”can he do things, can you catch the handle?”

”I also overheard what he said when he called...”

Gentle man's ink pupil is more deep.

He slowly took off his glasses, one hand persistent white handkerchief, slowly wiping the lens.

Mo strontium swallowed his saliva nervously.