The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

W's face changed for a while, he frowned slightly, hesitated for a while, and asked cautiously: "Father, do you know where Yufeng is?"

Anderson raised his head, his sharp eyes swept over W's face, as if he could see through his mind, and snorted coldly: "That kid is very shrewd, he lost your people, and even played around with my people."

W quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "He is very cautious."

"Fero, log on to this account." Anderson urged, pointing at the note W held in his hand.

"Yes!" Anderson's deacon immediately took the note, turned on the computer in front of him, and operated it quickly.

Everyone waited with bated breath for 2 minutes...

Ferro's face was serious, and Anderson's face became more and more gloomy, and he looked at Ferro with dissatisfaction, "What's going on?"

As Anderson's deacon, Filo's hacking skills are still good, but at the moment he can't log in to a simple account.

"Mr. An, this account is not real." Ferro put away his hands, stood up and stood respectfully behind Anderson, raised his blue eyes, glanced at W, and then said to Anderson.

"Fake?" Anderson slammed his clenched cane on the ground, making a dull sound, "Hmph, I knew it, how could that woman really give us something!"

W was taken aback, and he immediately looked down at the computer interface, "Impossible, there must be some problem or clue with this account, otherwise she wouldn't have taken it."

"You trust your enemy?" Anderson raised the corners of his mouth contemptuously, with a trace of coldness on his majestic face.

Startled, W silently closed his mouth.

Fang Mo spoke for him, "Mr. An, I think what Mr. Yi said is right. If this account is real, the Yu family would not let us log in so easily. Maybe the way we used it was wrong."

"The way is wrong?" Ferro's eyes sank, thinking.

Anderson didn't rush him either. He had been waiting for so many years and didn't care about the extra hours and days.

"Filo, study it carefully," Anderson said.

"Yes."

W's straight back was slightly stiff, and he stood quietly beside Anderson with his head down. Anderson set his eyes on Shen Qiao who had been silent all this time, narrowed his eyes slightly, and showed a slight smile.

That smile clearly looked kind and warm, but Shen Qiao shivered for no reason, and felt cold all over.

"Father..." Shen Qiao shouted with a trembling voice, dry her throat.

The smile on the corner of Anderson's mouth grew wider. He looked at Shen Qiao and asked slowly, "It's been more than ten years. You've stayed in the Ye family for so many years, but you really haven't found any clues?"

"There are really no clues. My father's Ye family is ruined and Ye Zhen is dead. Only his son is left. Ye Zhenxian is paralyzed on the bed. He has become a vegetative and has not woken up until now. We don't have to worry about them." Shen Qiao He immediately explained, and lowered his head, not daring to look into Anderson's eyes.

"Vegetable? Ha ha..." Anderson suddenly smiled, his loose old face trembling, his expression gradually became grim, "Who told you that Ye Zhen became a vegetable first?"

"He, he has been receiving medical treatment in country M. He didn't return to China for Ye Zhen's funeral. He..." Shen Qiao explained tremblingly, but in the end, her voice became weaker and weaker, feeling guilty because of Anderson's gloomy aura.

Fang Mo quietly stretched out his hand, and it landed on Shen Qiao's waist, gently smoothing it to comfort her, and then seemingly casually stood in front of Shen Qiao, blocking all of Anderson's eyes.

"Mr. An, the Ye family can't stop our actions now. Yufeng is missing and we have already started to suppress Huatian Film and Television. As long as he doesn't show up for a day, our suppression of Huatian Film and Television will not stop, and we can force him to come out." .”

"Really?" Anderson narrowed his eyes.

"Yes!" Fang Mo nodded vigorously.

Anderson nodded thoughtfully with the finger holding the cane, and then waved, "You all go out first, I have something to say to Xiaomu."

After finishing speaking, Fang Mo immediately took Shen Qiao's cold and sweaty hand, and left the oppressive office. Before leaving, he glanced at W, as if to say: "I hope you will be blessed."

Ferro also left the office with a group of bodyguards.

At this moment, only W and Anderson were left in the quiet office.

The sunlight outside the window fell on Anderson's back. He stood up slowly, walking towards W standing in the shadows with a cane.

"Xiao Mu, do you like that woman named Shen Wanqing?" Anderson asked seriously with an aged voice.

W shook his head immediately, and answered without thinking, "I don't like it."

"Then why do you protect her again and again?" Anderson snorted coldly, his voice gradually indifferent.

"Father, she is very similar to Liya." W took a deep breath and said the dusty name. Shen Wanqing was not only like her, but more importantly, they spent the five years as friends and family.

He has long regarded Shen Wanqing as his friends and family members. He is an orphan. After ten years of lonely life in an orphanage, he longs for light and warmth. For him, the most important thing is his family.

He used to have someone like a younger sister, but later she died of illness, and W became more withdrawn, but now he regards Shen Wanqing as his younger sister, and he is unwilling to hurt her.

"Liya died of illness a long time ago!" Anderson looked at W with a cold face, and his tone was even more cruel, "She is just an experimental product, I don't know that you have been remembering until today, that woman surnamed Shen is a very good tool, Don't blame your father for being cruel if you are still emotional."

"Father, Liya is a real person who was brought up by you!" W's pupils widened, unwilling to agree with Anderson's words, and his heart shivered.

"Can a normal child grow as fast as she does? Like a plant?" Anderson turned, his back to W. "She's a monster!"

"Father!" W called out in a hurry.

Anderson turned back and looked at him indifferently, "Xiaomu, you are my most proud son, don't let me down, if you want that woman to be safe, find what I want as soon as possible, otherwise I will let Fei Luo do it, her I'm afraid my life will be..."

"Father!" W's breathing was tight, and his whole heart was about to jump into his throat, "I will find the anti-cancer serum as soon as possible!"

"It's best if you understand it. This is the most important thing in my LifeContinues. After mastering this technology, our medical level will rank first in the world! What benefits and reputation will this bring us!"

The translation of LifeContinues is the continuation of life.

A medical scientific research group with such a great name has been using despicable means to steal other people's research results, and has killed many lives...

W is ironic from the bottom of his heart.