Two cute babies: Mr. Si loves his wife too much

One morning a week later, the sky had just turned pale, the whole city was covered with white mist, and the haze shrouded the earth.

In the Si family villa, Si Mohan got up early as usual and was working in the study.

"Young master, according to the reliable information sent by 'Sharp Blade', we have found out the ins and outs of everything, and he is definitely the one." Qi Feng was standing in front of Si Mohan's desk, reporting the situation respectfully.

At this time, Si Mohan was seriously reviewing a lot of company reports on the table, when he heard Qi Feng's voice, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "Really?"

Qi Feng settled down, and replied without any hesitation: "It's absolutely true."

"Where are you? Where are you locked up? He confessed everything?" Hearing this, Si Mohan put down the pen in his hand, took a deep breath, his face was ashen.

"" He is in 'Purgatory', under the care of Sai Wei, and he has just finished the trial, and the news came immediately. "Qi Feng replied in a deep voice, apparently having done his homework.

"Prepare the car." Si Mohan didn't say any more after hearing the words, and ordered directly.

"Yes!" Qi Feng hurried out to arrange the rest.

Soon, a Maybach convoy parked neatly at the gate of an unremarkable three-story bungalow on the outskirts of the city. After getting off the car, Si Mohan didn't rush in, but looked at the surrounding environment with emotion. , I was very restless.

Looking at the European architectural style, Si Mohan looked complicated, and his thoughts drifted to a certain night 16 years ago. At that time, his father officially handed over this place to him. The "Blade" team.

"Young Master! You're here!" Sai Wei was dressed in black and black pants, with a professional headset pinned to his ear, resembling a top spy in a movie. He looked very capable and energetic today.

"Lead the way." Si Mohan didn't stay too long, just nodded and walked in without saying a word.

One minute later, in a secret room on the second basement floor, Si Mohan was sitting on the sofa with a serious expression, and kneeling in front of him was a fat middle-aged man with a swollen face, unshaven beard, and loose eyes. I haven't slept for days, my whole body has no vitality, and I feel like I will die at any time.

"Are you confessing yourself, or I'll ask you to answer." Si Mohan's indifferent words echoed in the secret room, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The middle-aged man struggled immediately after hearing Si Mohan's voice, and shouted loudly with a mouth that only had a few teeth left. His voice was extremely shrill, like a vicious dog in hell.

Before Si Mohan could speak, Qi Feng put his foot on him, and then cursed viciously: "You fucking don't know how to repent when you are about to die! I would have killed you if I knew it, and let you die for nothing. I have been blessed for so many years!"

"President Si! Please! Listen to my explanation! I am really only loyal to you, to the Si family!" The middle-aged man lay on the ground and crawled towards Si Mohan step by step. There was a streak of blood, and it turned out that his legs had been broken.

But even so, when he saw Si Mohan, he was still struggling violently, as if he wanted to seize the last chance to survive.

At this time, Si Mohan finally spoke.

"Zhang Baohua, I'll give you one last chance. Think about your dead wife. Who will keep her company on Huangquan Road?"