The Adventures of My All-Rounder Wife

Wang Xintong stared deeply at the martial arts field. When he saw Lu Mian throw a fist at Movan, he turned his head unbearably and left with a box in his hand.

The box was seen by Sagong. It was not too big. It was similar to a shoe box. She took the initiative to help bring things from the original room to the new room.

Wang Xintong was very puzzled when he moved from the independent luxurious suite to the ordinary team room of this big man from above. Later, I learned that he had moved to the next door to Lu Mian's room. After thinking about it, it seemed to understand something.

When she brought it, the door was open. After Wang Xintong knocked a few times, she took the initiative to walk in and closed the door.

It's almost done here, Sikong sees sitting at the desk, sorting out a stack of documents, looking in a good mood.

Wang Xintong's mood also improved, "Mr. Sikong."

She yelled softly, "Where is this box?"

Seeing that Sikong put the folder on the shelf, he looked back at the box in Wang Xintong's hand and frowned.

Didn't he say to take it himself?

Why is there anyone else touching his things without authorization?

"Put it on the table." His voice was a little cold, but fortunately he wouldn't lose his temper casually.

"Then I will help you sort it out."

Wang Xintong didn't seem to understand Sikong's dissatisfaction, and while speaking, she had to open the lid of the box and prepare to help Sikongjian return the contents.

The man squinted his eyes.

"No need!" As he spoke, the man had walked to this side swiftly, almost using the force of "grab" to take the box away.

There was only one lid left in Wang Xintong's hand. Hanging his hands in the air, dazed in the same place, feeling wronged.

"I'm sorry, I, I just want to help you put things in place..." She didn't know what was in it, and she made her react so much, and her indifferent and cold appearance almost sealed her.

Wang Xintong cautiously handed over the lid of the box in her hand. After the other party took it, she quickly put it on the box, blocking her sight from prying eyes.

Seeing that Sikong cherished the box in the safe in the room, he looked up and saw that Wang Xintong had not left, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"I..." Wang Xintong hung his head, "Mr. Sikong, don't be angry with me."

"Get out if you have nothing to do."

"I...I have something!" Wang Xintong calmed down slightly, her eyes turned darkly, and said: "Mr. Sikong, you are familiar with the office staff in the past two days, right?"

"Ok."

"The investigation conducted by the office some time ago was fairly smooth. It seems to have been stuck in a bottleneck during this period, and there is no progress. I don't know when it will come to the bottom." She sighed with emotion, and met her boss Sikong's impatient eyes. She picked up the key points and continued.

"The original plan proposed by Team Ke, Miss Lu said that the direction was wrong, everyone was a little at a loss."

Seeing that Sikong raised his eyelids, his cold and silent eyes seemed to be asking "So?"

Wang Xintong sighed, "Team Wang was fed the test drug by Mr. Qi before, don't you know? It seems to be because of Lu Mian... and Mr. Sun Hui’s network was attacked, which happened after Lu Mian came. of."

When Sikong understood it, he leaned against the seat and put his legs on the table, looking like he was not easy to mess with.

"Do you suspect Lu Mian is a spy?"

Wang Xintong did not speak, but thought in her heart, you moved to the wall next to Lu Mian's room, didn't you just find that she had a problem?

Otherwise, if you don't live in a good room, why come to such an ordinary room?

"Mr. Sikong, this case is so important, maybe because I am a girl, the sixth sense is more accurate. I didn't make a conclusive conclusion for anyone, I just raised my doubts..."

Seeing that Sikong raised his head and interrupted her, he didn't even give Wang Xintong a look this time.

"Before you doubt others, do your homework first."

In this office, everyone could be a spy, but Lu Mian could not.

Wang Xintong argued, "Mr. Sikong..."

"Get out."

Wang Xintong was ruthlessly kicked out of the room. She took a deep look at the room next door to Lu Mian, wind was blowing under her feet, and she walked towards the computer room.

Doesn't Mr. Sikong just want evidence?

She just took it out!

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Martial arts field.

Lu Mian gave Mo Fan a blank expression.

Mo Vana's original stable footsteps suddenly lost his position and backed several meters in a row.

He clutched his chest, looked at Lu Mian with shaking eyes, and coughed a few times.

"Good strength!" He gritted his teeth, "Is there any strength, come again!"

"No."

Lu Mian moved his wrist and punched out, losing his interest. I thought Mo Vana was an anti-beater, but she only used 20% of her strength, and he couldn't even stabilize his horse's steps, which was boring.

Wang Zhiqi geared up, ready to take over, "Miss Lu Mian, are you running out of strength? Change me for me, I am strong!"

Lu Mian's gaze shifted to Wang Zhiqi, his eyes brightened.

otherwise……

"Well, team Wang, I will practice with you!"

Wang Zhiqi hit it off immediately: "Then the feeling is good!"

Mo vanadium:! ! !

Does he even have the qualifications to be a personal target now?

Movan held his chest aggrievedly, took out the mask strap from his trouser pocket, and squatted on the ground, which made people feel distressed skillfully.

This is the vanadium self-closing time.

There was also lively discussions between Wang Zhiqi and Lu Mian.

"Miss Lu, Mo Fan said that I don't know how to control my strength yet, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid." Lu Mian patted Wang Zhiqi on the shoulder, like a big bad wolf, leading him to the center of the martial arts training ground, and gently said, "Don't worry, if you can't stand it anymore, stop."

Wang Zhiqi nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, you must say it in time, don't bear it!"

Movan held the small stone, always feeling that what these two people said was not on the same channel.

Lu Mian and Wang Zhiqi stood face to face.

At this moment, Wang Zhiqi was still enthusiastic and excited, still dreaming that if he defeated Lu Mian, the ranking in his heart could be changed.

Master Mo, him, Lu Mian, Mo Fan.

Ranked second on the list, second only to Lord Mo and above the patron saint of Wucheng, he will be able to walk more aggressively in the future.

However, the fantasy scene only lasted for two or three seconds. When a strong fist wind rushed in, Wang Zhiqi saw the excitement that was hidden in Lu Mian's eyes.

He was suddenly excited.

The two sides are already fighting together.

After Movan glanced twice, he lowered his head, his heart was like iron sand on the ground.

Without blowing the wind, it disperses.

After half a minute.

A heavy body staggered and fell in front of Mo Vana.

Mo Fan stood up abruptly, his face dyed in protest.

The circles he drew!

Soon, he heard the voice of Wang Zhiqi raising his hands and shouting wildly.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! Stop fighting!"