Fierce Ex-wife: President, Please Be Careful

The old butler was shocked, staring at the microphone in Mu Tingfeng's hand, and asked in shock: "Young...Madam?"

Mu Tingfeng raised his eyebrows because of the old housekeeper's claim, but didn't say anything. Instead, he asked the person on the other side of the phone knowingly, "You are..."

The voice on the phone stopped abruptly. After a while, the master and servant heard an increasingly familiar cynicism: "Hehe, I haven’t seen it for a few days now, and I can’t hear my voice anymore. It’s really sassy. Running water, ex-husband!"

Zhao Yulin's last ex-husband said that it was a gritted teeth, but Mu Tingfeng thought it was very interesting to be able to make someone so ‘hair’. om. For more latest chapters, visit: om.

Especially when listening to someone's gnashing tone, and thinking of the expressions that may appear on someone's face that combines beauty and coquettishness at this moment, Mu Tingfeng couldn't help feeling very good, even with the corner of his lips. The arc that had always been cold and hard was slightly raised a little bit.

As a result, the poor old butler who was helpless on the side was frightened again.

Just... Just now, Master, was that... laughing? God... He has been in Mu's house for so many years, and he has watched the young master grow up since he was a child. This is the first time he has seen the young master laugh.

Although only the corner of the ‘lip’ has been turned up a bit, it is definitely a rare encounter in a century for the Mu Family, okay? ! And why did you just hear that the young master was so to the young lady, uh, now it's time to call Miss Zhao, how does the tone of the young master talking to Miss Zhao sound like... teasing someone.

tease'? The young master, who has always been unsmiling and indifferent to everything, would actually try to tease someone. This person is also Miss Zhao who the young master avoided most in a hurry. What happened to these two people during this period of time they didn't know. what? !

However, Mu Tingfeng ignored the stunned and surprised expression of the old housekeeper beside him. Zhao Yulin's expected active contact obviously pleased him, her eyes flickered, and her voice calmly asked, "Oh? The ex-wife called, what's the matter? "

Mu Tingfeng's calm and gentle tone was like a cat's paw, scratching and scratching on the tip of Zhao Yulin's heart, and all of Zhao Yulin's anger was hooked up at once, but because of the thought of the package of materials still in someone's hand, he had to Temporarily depress.

"I’m looking for President Mu, don’t President Mu know?" Zhao Youlin glanced at the file bag on the side table of the bed, remembering that Mu Tingfeng’s assistant was nervously chasing the thief before. Looks like, his eyes turned slightly, decisively decided to take the lead.

"But since President Mu doesn't remember, I don't mind reminding you that I just found a pile of waste paper on the main road."

When Mu Tingfeng heard Zhao Yulin describe her pile of documents as waste paper, a layer of playful ripples appeared in her silent eyes: "So what?"

Zhao Yulin choked, but still insisted on finishing her words: "This is nothing at all, but this pile of waste paper seems to have exactly the name of your Mufeng Group written on it. It seems that it is still an important document of a cooperation case, just thinking about it. Ask if you still want to take these things back. If you don’t want them, I’ll just throw them away in the trash can, so I don’t have to keep them."

"Then lose it." Before Zhao Yulin finished speaking, Mu Tingfeng had already taken the first step to interrupt her.

"What?" Zhao Yulin was startled, and asked in anti-sex, "this thing is not..."

"It's all fake." Mu Tingfeng's tone became a bit cheerful because of Zhao Yulin's surprise, and he added a little gloatingly, "Those documents are all fake."

"..."