Chapter 817
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
817 Quickly let go of me
Lan Xiao laughed in embarrassment and chuckled awkwardly.
Once this topic was brought up, Lan Xiao would always feel a little awkward.
so, Qianqian, brother Jiang, howâs your talk with Heibao? â
She had no choice but to change the topic.
Brother Jiang also knew that this topic made Lan Xiao very uncomfortable.
He didnât dwell on this issue. At the mention of Black Panther, his eyes darkened.
âWe havenât started yet. I heard from ye Meng that youâre here, so I came over.â
He didnât tell Lan Xiao that he had almost shot Heibao.
However, he never expected that Wen Muchu would actually step in to stop him.
If it wasnât for Wen Muchuâs intervention, Heibao might have really become a ghost.
Lan Xiao thought of ye Meng and his face turned pale with anger.
This time, ye Meng had offended her.
He actually dared to lock her up in the house. If she didnât punish him, wouldnât she be letting him off too easily?
Lan Xiaoâs eyes were filled with anger as she complained to brother Jiang.
âBrother Jiang, your little brother is too much. The moment we met, he rushed over and gave me a bear hug. The bear hug was one thing, but he was also topless, and his behavior was really impudent. After that, he didnât say anything and locked me in this room to stroll around.â
Sure enough, brother Jiangâs handsome face darkened when he heard this.
A trace of hostility flashed in his eyes as he cursed coldly.
âThis stinky brat is simply tired of living. He actually hugged you with his bare upper body? Iâm going to chop off his hands!â
Ye Meng, who was guarding the door of the conference room, suddenly sneezed.
His body even trembled slightly.
He rubbed his nose and thought suspiciously,âitâs really strange. Why did I feel a killing intent suddenly pounce on me just now?â
Ye Meng raised his head and looked at the three men sitting in the meeting room.
Wen Muchu had been paying attention to ye Mengâs movements. When he saw ye Meng looking up at him, he said something to Heibao and walked to the door.
Ye Meng had naturally met Wen Muchu before and he knew that Wen Muchu was miss Lanâs boyfriend.
Brother Jiang couldnât get the beauty because of this man.
Therefore, ye Meng naturally felt a sense of hostility towards Wen Muchu.
He was brother Jiangâs confidant, so he naturally knew about Wen Muchuâs Affairs.
However, since brother Jiang did not expose Wen Muchuâs identity, he naturally would not give himself away.
He looked at Wen Muchu opposite him and frowned slightly, â âStay inside and wait for brother Jiang to come. Donât wander around, Yingying.â
Besides, brother Jiang was currently having a date with Lan Xiao. Naturally, he couldnât be disturbed by this Wen Muchu.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Hence, ye Meng glanced at Wen Muchu even more cautiously.
Wen Muchu had long noticed ye Mengâs strange gaze on him.
But he just couldnât figure out what was so strange about it.
He pursed his thin lips and sized ye Meng up. Then, he took two steps closer to ye Meng and asked in a low voice, â âWhere did brother Jiang go?â
Ye Meng straightened his neck and replied,âDo you think Iâll tell you? Donât waste your breath, go in obediently and take a walk.â
Wen Muchuâs lips curved up slightly as he smiled coldly. He leaned forward and quickly grabbed ye Mengâs neck.
Ye Meng was shocked and his eyes widened as he looked at Wen Muchu in disbelief.
This fellow, how could he be so fast? he did not even see clearly how Wen Muchu had attacked.
It was simply too fast, so fast that he didnât even have time to react.
Ye Mengâs martial arts skills were not ordinary but in Wen Muchuâs hands, he was like a little cabbage that he could slaughter. Ye Meng was so angry that his face turned red.
âYingluo, what are you doing?â
Wen Muchuâs other hand grabbed ye Mengâs gun the moment he grabbed ye Mengâs neck.
Therefore, ye Meng was extremely passive and was held hostage by Wen Muchu.
As ye Meng was guarding the place, the other two people walked to a place not far away.
Hence, the two of them could only see that ye Meng and Wen Muchu were very close to each other. They could not tell that ye Meng was being held hostage by Wen Muchu.
Wen Muchu raised his brows and laughed coldly, â âAnswer my question. What is brother Jiang doing? I donât want to ask a third time, Yingluo.â
âQianqian, youâve gone too far. Arenât you afraid that Iâll expose your identity in front of Heibao?â Ye Meng gritted his teeth as he glared at Wen Muchu.
Wen Muchu laughed out loud, his laughter was filled with mockery.
âDo you think you speak faster, or do you think I strangle you faster?â
Ye Mengâs body trembled slightly and he immediately gave up on the idea of going against Wen Muchu.
Alright, from the moment he was captured by Wen Muchu, he knew that he was no match for Wen Muchu.
However, on second thought, a man who could make brother Jiang lose in love was naturally not a simple character.
âJiang Zhiyu, brother Jiang, he is meeting a guest.â
âWhat guest?â Wen Muchu followed up with another question.
Ye Mengâs eyes flickered with hesitation. I donât know the identity of that Yingluo. Just wait for him. Brother Jiang will be back soon.
Wen Muchuâs brows furrowed even more. His intuition told him that this matter was not that simple.
Ye Meng was definitely hiding something from him.
He pursed his thin lips and said in a low voice,âbrother Jiang, you wonât take Heibaoâs life today, will you?â If you have such a plan, I advise you to give up. Nothing can happen to Black Panther now, I hope you can understand my meaning.â
His tone was too arrogant.
âWen Muchu, youâre really arrogant. You said we canât move and weâre not going to move?â ye Meng couldnât help but be unconvinced. Who was brother Jiang? he was once the famous chief Jiang of the XY organization, Jiang beiming. Youâre just a young junior, yet you dare to use such a tone to warn us. What right do you have?â
Wen Muchuâs hand that was holding ye Mengâs neck slowly loosened.
âOn what basis? With just me, can I do it? Go and tell brother Jiang, as long as Iâm here, you canât kill the Black Panther Qianqian!â
Ye Mengâs neck hurt from his grip and his breathing slowly became rapid.
He quickly grabbed Wen Muchuâs hand in fear.
ahem ahem, Yingluo, Yingluo, let go. Letâs talk this out.
âCan you tell brother Jiang what I mean?â Wen Muchu smiled faintly, his eyes flashing with coldness.
Ye Meng really felt like he was about to die from being pinched.
Anger surged in his heart, but he had no choice but to yield, â âOkay, I got it. Iâll definitely tell brother Jiang about this. Yingluo, let go of me, are you really going to strangle me to death?â
Wen Muchu raised his brows slightly and warned in a low voice, â âI can let you go, but you must remember my words. First, you must not reveal my identity. Second, you must not touch Black Panther. Three, let me go out for a while.â