Marriage is coming

Moore.

Mu Jingshen hurried to the company in the afternoon because Mu's had an emergency meeting to be held, and it was completely closed, and he didn't even bring Shen Rui's mobile phone.

The meeting lasted until nine o'clock in the evening. After the end, several people were a little tired.

After leaving the meeting room, Mu Jingshen took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, then said to Shen Rui: "Call Bai Yi and ask if your wife has gone back."

Shen Rui nodded and turned on the phone. When the phone was just turned on, it got stuck. After he reacted, a series of missed calls came.

Bai Yi's, the housekeeper's, and the assistant's.

Shen Rui's eyelids twitched, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and his heart skipped a beat.

Grass!Or the right eye!

After Shen Rui made the phone call, he glanced at the closed door of the president's office, hurriedly stepped forward, and knocked on the door.

A deep and magnetic voice sounded: "Come in!"

Shen Rui pushed the door open and entered, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Mu, the wife hasn't returned to Yanshan Villa."

Mu Jingshen was looking at the document, he didn't lift his head, and there was only one syllable in his voice: "Um..."

"Shortly after you left your wife's ward in the afternoon, the police passed by and took your wife to the police station."

Mu Jingshen's movements paused, and finally there were some waves on his face that Shen Rui couldn't understand.

Shen Rui was under some inexplicable pressure. He bit the bullet and added: "I heard from Bai Yi that because my wife has no direct evidence to prove that she has nothing to do with the kidnapping of Miss Fan, she was asked to send someone to come and release her on bail."

"Where is the person now?"

Shen Rui gritted his teeth and handed over the phone, "Mr. Mu, take a look at this."

Shen Rui felt that it was too miserable, or rather, Lin Xuan, Mrs. Mu, was too miserable. It seemed that every time something happened to her, she avoided it perfectly with Mr. Mu.

It was just an afternoon meeting, what happened to Mrs. Mu could be written into a tragic novel.

Mu Jingshen took the phone and saw the message on it.

#Lin's Group Stock#
#Lin’s Group President Suspected Death#
#林正河林萱#
Lin Zhenghe was sent to the hospital. After all, someone took a picture of him, and even showed his face. There was no way he could deny it.

Reporters flocked to Yancheng Central Hospital, but were stopped by bodyguards. Now Lin Zhenghe's life and death are unknown.

"The people we sent to follow Lin Youran also responded to the news. At three o'clock in the afternoon, Lin Youran boarded the plane."

Shen Rui felt very bad, mainly because the person who chose to be with Lin Youran this time was just a lump of wood. Lin Youran withdrew Lin's huge sum of money, and even watched her get on the plane helplessly.

"Before she left, she took away all the assets in Lin's account."

Mu Jingshen sneered.

It's really good. For a long time, he hasn't experienced the feeling of being played with like this.

"Call the person back and ask carefully how much money was charged for the surname Lin!"

Shen Rui was startled, and he suddenly realized that it wasn't that no one could stop him, or that the person he sent to follow up was instigated by Lin Youran.

Mu Jingshen was really angry. Although he didn't have a deliberately cold face, the cold air emanating from him was so overwhelming that Shen Rui couldn't help shaking his body.

"there's one more thing."

Shen Rui had already walked to the gate of the office. Hearing the subconscious turning back here, Mu Jingshen's eyes were hidden in the light, his lips were upturned, but there was no warmth, and his eyes seemed to fall on him. Again it seems not.

"Where are the bodyguards from?"