Fake daughters are wealthy

Mo Dong said: "As long as the murderer can pay the due price, they are not afraid of revenge from the Hermit Family."

"Oh?" Ye Wangchuan had already gotten into the car, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, with one hand resting on the outside of the car window, his slumped sitting posture was indescribably arrogant and dignified.

Mo Dong looked at the sunshine outside and coated that handsome face with a halo, which was so beautiful that it was unforgettable. He paused for a second before continuing: "What the Nie family did this time is really dishonest. That car accident was The prodigal son of their family hit someone drunk and drove him, but he was only slightly bruised and fell asleep when he got home. He was seriously injured and sent to the hospital, but they didn't see them, so it can be said that he is not arrogant!"

Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

It's no wonder that people like Mo Dong feel that the Nie family is arrogant.

Drunk driving hit people, hit and run, and they ignored the victim. Afterwards, the victim was seriously injured and died. They didn't give an explanation, and they used their relationship to suppress the news.

Even privately threatened the victim's parents not to allow them to be held accountable.

This also happened in State M, and he had been arrested [-] times in Beijing.

"Does Nie Qingru know about this?"

"..." Mo Dong froze for half a second, how did he know? !

but……

Mo Dong thought about it and said, "Nie's family is her natal family after all, she should know, right? It's hard to say that she doesn't know."

"Is it?"

Ye Wangchuan was noncommittal.

He felt that Nie Qingru didn't know about it yet.

Mo Dong figured out what he meant: "It doesn't matter if she doesn't know for the time being. I heard that the old couple has found the media to expose this matter on the Internet. Besides, they also called the police. Sooner or later, the empress will hear about it."

"Master Wang, do you want to?" He came to his senses a little bit, staring at the man's face with fiery eyes, very excited, as if he was gearing up to stretch his hands and feet.

Ye Wangchuan still put his hands out of the car window, and Nunu reminded him: "Drive and watch the road."

Mo Dong saw that his brows and eyes were calm, but he didn't dare to neglect him in the slightest. He honestly looked straight ahead and drove fast and steadily.

At this time, he heard the man's clear voice ringing in his ears: "She gave Qiao Nian such a big gift, wouldn't it be impolite if I don't return it?"

Mo Dong's whole body was awe-inspiring, and he looked sideways at the people around him.

Ye Wangchuan was still as lazy as if he had no interest in raising his eyelids, but he slowly withdrew his gaze, knowing very well in his heart that the matter of the Nie family might not make it through!

**

State M.

Nie family.

Nie Tao came home from the rush outside with a cold face, and just as he entered the door, he heard the moaning cry of the prodigal son from the living room.

"Hey, take it easy! Take it easy! You want to hurt me to death? Tell you to take it easy."

"Master, I'm already very careful."

"Then be gentler! If you hurt me again, believe it or not, I will twitch."

Nie Tao walked in with gloomy strides, and sure enough, he saw his good son slumped on the sofa like a lump of mud, and a servant was kneeling beside him, carefully applying medicine to the scratch on his cheek.

His face has inherited the good genes of the Nie family, and his facial features are well-rounded. Unfortunately, his body has been hollowed out by wine all the year round, his eyelids are swollen, and his eyes are slack. It doesn't look like a good thing.

However, Nie Junwei didn't think so, seeing his father coming back from the corner of his eyes, he greeted him with a fearless smile: "Dad, you're back. It's so early today?"

Nie Tao's face was gloomy and terrifying. He pulled the tie that restrained his neck and looked at him coldly: "You still have the nerve to call me dad."

(End of this chapter)