The thin-waisted and soft-legged young master entangles with her husband and won't let go

"Where did you get this, little guy? Return the mask to the stall owner quickly." A mother accused her child with a stern look.

"I didn't take it, I picked it up!" The child said in a clear and crisp voice without showing any weakness.

“Pictured it up? Where did you find it?” The parents obviously didn’t believe it. How could such an exquisite mask be thrown away?

"Really? It's in the bushes over there!" The child pointed in a direction with a serious look on his face.

The mother took the mask and looked at it carefully, only to find that it was covered with dirt and dead grass. Only then did she believe what her child said.

Three hours ago, the old man wearing a werewolf mask felt uneasy after his call to the killer didn't go through.

He had no idea that his phone call had exposed the killer's whereabouts in advance, putting him in danger.

After Su Mu answered the call to Chu Hanting, the old man knew that something was wrong and wanted the killer to give up the action.

It’s not that he cares about the killer’s safety, he just doesn’t want to be implicated by the killer’s exposure.

But he was still a step too late, and this phone call put the killer in an even more passive situation.

So when the call didn't go through, the old man became panicked and immediately went to a crowded place and hid among them.

There were a lot of people at the temple fair, many of whom were wearing masks, so he blended in without attracting anyone's attention.

He was observing the situation among the crowd, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of the killer he had sent out appearing in his sight. When he was about to go forward to meet him, a team of patrolmen hurriedly squeezed through the crowd and came.

Uneasy about what he had done, the old man instinctively took a step back.

Afterwards, he secretly thanked his lucky stars that he did not act impulsively. If he had approached the killer rashly, he would probably have been arrested by now.

Because he was not far from the scene and watched the killer being knocked unconscious by the electric baton.

The old man's heart tightened. If he had not been wearing a mask at the time, he might have been exposed when the security guard looked around after knocking the man unconscious. Fortunately, he stabilized his body and did not run away, otherwise he might have been caught as a suspicious person.

Seeing the killer was arrested, the old man quietly left the temple fair, threw the mask into the haystack on the roadside, and then carefully avoided the surveillance, preparing to sneak away from Haishi.

At this moment, he was on the highway. The driver was driving and the old man was sitting in the back seat with a sinister and terrifying look on his face.

The car was driving away quickly, and the trees on both sides of the road were rapidly receding. The old man was anxiously dialing the phone, and after several times of no one answering, the call was finally connected.

"Your people are such useless! Not only did they fail to do their job well, but now they have been caught," the old man's voice was full of dissatisfaction and anger.

The housekeeper held the phone and broadcast the sound hands-free. There were only two twin brothers in the office, one of whom was sitting upright in front of a retro wooden desk.

The other person was leaning lazily on the sofa, pinching a fresh lychee with his fingertips, peeling the shell with his slender fingers, squeezing out the pulp, and pushing it into his mouth with a satisfied look on his face.

"Brother, that old guy failed and took out his anger on us." His voice was sleepy, as if he had not woken up yet. It was dawn in Country E at this time, and the time difference with Country China was eight hours.

The man who was signing the document raised his head and looked in the direction of the butler. "Tell him that if he doesn't do a good job again, he will end up like that killer. A useless piece of trash will only become a discarded pawn."

The butler nodded silently, conveyed the message to the old man on the other end of the phone, and then quietly left the room.

After the housekeeper closed the door and left, the person sitting on the sofa suddenly stood up, walked to the desk, picked up a pen, and turned his fingers flexibly.

He took a piece of paper and started drawing on it. There were circles and circles, and it looked like a child's scribbles.

The man sitting at the desk glanced at it casually and replied with a nonchalant "hmm".

"Have you decided?" The voice of the man with the blue hairband was no longer as lazy as before, but rather had a hint of seriousness.

"There is no better choice, he is, and so are we," the man with the brown-red hairband said as he signed his last name on the document with a deep look on his face.

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The old man who got the response suppressed his anger in the car and said, "Damn it, you are playing tricks on me, right?"

Don't think that he can't do anything to that group of people just because they're sneaking behind him and causing trouble.

I wanted to throw him out as bait, but now that I haven't caught any fish, I want to get rid of him? Dream on!

If he doesn't get what he wants and loses miserably, he will make everything public. He will not be able to find out the power behind this mobile phone number.

But he has recorded all the phone calls. If he can't accomplish his goal, he will drag everyone else into it. That young man is very powerful. As long as he is given some clues, he can implicate the person behind the scenes.

Therefore, he acted cautiously, for fear that he would be found out.

If he hadn't faked his own death, he wouldn't have dared to act rashly, as he might have been suspected.

Unfortunately, now, he is a dead man in everyone's eyes.

As long as he hides himself well and doesn't appear in everyone's sight, hiding the fact that he is still alive, even if the other party has three heads and six arms, they will not suspect a dead person.

At the same time, because of the sudden events in Hai City, Chu Hanting and Su Mu decided to rush back to Beijing overnight and directly arranged a private plane.

On the private plane, Su Mu, who had been busy all day, began to feel sleepy.

Chu Hanting reached out and embraced him, pushed Su Mu's head with his palm, let him lean on his shoulder, and coaxed him in a gentle tone: "Go to sleep."

There was a hint of moisture at the corners of Su Mu's eyes. He nodded sleepily and slowly closed his eyes.

Soon, even breathing could be heard on Chu Hanting's shoulder, and the breath gently hit his neck, bringing a subtle itchy sensation.

He looked at the scenery outside the window. There were layers of clouds. Now someone was trying to harm him or Su Mu, so he had to make plans and arrangements early. This time, he must clear up all the confusion and let the truth come to light.

He wanted to make those who tried to hurt them pay the price, while also protecting his own and Su Mu's safety.

The vibration of the plane when it landed woke Su Mu up, "Are we there yet?" His voice was hoarse as if he had just woken up, and inexplicably sexy.

"Well, we're here. I'll get off first, and you later." After saying that, Chu Hanting took a big step and jumped directly out of the cabin, landing lightly on the ground.

Then, Chu Hanting slowly turned around, opened his arms gently, and said softly: "Come on, jump, I will catch you."

Su Mu, who was sitting in his seat, slowly stood up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, then raised the corners of his mouth slightly, with a gleam of trust in his eyes.

Then, Su Mu jumped without hesitation and threw himself directly into Chu Hanting's broad arms, and was caught steadily by the man.

Chu Hanting raised his lips and said, "Aren't you afraid of falling?" After saying that, he lifted Su Mu's hips and lifted him up like a child.

Su Mu took advantage of the situation and hooked his feet onto Chu Hanting, hanging on the man like a koala, with his legs crossed to clamp Chu Hanting's thin waist.

He tilted his head slightly to the side and said, "I believe you," with a firm tone.