Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

Xia Zetao, who was already aggrieved, heard the almost unreasonable and arrogant demands of his president, and the frequency of twitching the corners of his mouth instantly rose to a notch. Net om, the latest chapter visit: om.

What do you mean as long as you don’t die? President, you are so simple and rude, so cruel, is your ex-husband artificial? Well, I thought it was made, otherwise I wouldn't want to divorce you.

But if you think about it carefully, you two are more brutal than the other. What kind of pot is really good with what kind of lid? A perfect match!

Secretary Xia Da, who was secretly complaining in his heart, beckoned, and several bodyguards ambushing in the dark showed up and dragged away someone half-dead on the ground.

The passers-by who watched the excitement on the side were all startled when they saw a few black-clad bodyguards suddenly appeared around. They watched them pull the people away, and when they couldn’t see the sharp sword out of the sheath, they were angry. A man who is aggressive and uncomfortable at first glance, decisively chooses to be a bird and beast, what should he do. Net om

The retreat of the pedestrians did not change the expression on Mu Tingfeng's face. The corner of his eyes swept to the side inadvertently, but he saw something sharp-eyed.

After Xia Zetao let people deal with the cannon fodder and ‘forced’ spy, he turned around and saw that his president was still standing on the spot, still holding a file bag in his hand.

Xia Zetao was startled, walked to Mu Tingfeng and frowned: "President, what happened to the file?"

Documents deliberately placed in front of spies, of course, cannot be true. Just seeing Mu Tingfeng's serious face at this moment, Xia Zetao couldn't help but become a little worried. Is there something wrong?

Mu Tingfeng didn't say a word, his eyes were still staring at the various materials taken out of the file bag. om

Xia Zetao saw that Mu Tingfeng didn't pay attention to him at all, and ‘touched’ his nose, begging to be boring. After a moment of embarrassment, he also noticed something strange.

"Hey, why is there a pattern on this file bag? I remember that the file bags in the company are all fixed specifications. There should be no..." Before he finished speaking, Xia Zetao seemed to think of something, his eyes widened and exclaimed. "Is it just the former president...Ah, Ms. Zhao got it wrong?"

Mu Tingfeng finally raised his head and glanced at him as a reward when he heard the words, but then frowned, this document is hers? What did she do to find someone to check the police station's information?

Doubts "confusion" go to doubts "confusion", but since it is the thing of the "female", then she will go back and find that her belongings are missing, so she has to come back and ask him for it.

This cognition somehow made Mu Tingfeng's mood immediately clear.

As one of Mu Tingfeng's closest assistants, Xia Zetao keenly felt the sudden rise in the temperature around him, and his chin almost fell.

Let me take it. There are still people in this world who can warm up their president's ‘spring’. Is it going to rain on this day? !

Without waiting for Xia Zetao to recover from the shock or even the shock, Mu Tingfeng stared at the file bag in his hand and said the next sentence, which successfully threw him into an almost "essential" disorder.

Mu Tingfeng said, "Sooner or later you have to give my last name."

With my surname, my surname, and my surname... Xia Zetao only felt as if he had been struck by thunder, and the three words were endlessly circulating in his mind, and instantly felt that the whole person was not good.

Not long ago, the former president’s wife screamed angrily: "I want to do so much nosy, I will give your last name!"

Not long after the former president's wife left, the president responded with a certain tone: "Sooner or later, you have to give my last name."

He he he... seems to know something terrible again.

Xia Zetao raised his head weakly and glanced at this Mu Tingfeng, who was completely different from usual, with tears in his eyes hazy.

President, your style of painting today seems a bit wrong! Ok... terrible!