The Expensive Ex Wife of a Wealthy Family

Chapter 850

Ye Chenyu just glanced lightly at the portfolio that was thrown on the coffee table, looking a bit lazy and evil, and the corners of his mouth pulled a cold, but gloomy arc.

"What do you want me to do?" Ye Chenyu raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite, his voice a little cold.

"What do I want you to do?" The man sneered, "Why not ask yourself, what do you want to do?"

Ye Chenyu furrowed his sword eyebrows lightly, and then unfolded it, again with his dazzling evil charm.

"If it wasn't for Jian Zhanfeng, it shouldn't be like this now, should it?"

The man said indifferently, "At the beginning, your father and Cen Yulan had negotiated a divorce. If it were not for Jian Zhanfeng, your father would not have died in that car accident with Cen Yulan... and your mother would not have to live in pain. !"

Ye Chenyu frowned slightly, his brows were mixed with hostility...

It seemed that the scene at the beginning was instantly frozen in my mind.

"Think about your mother's pain, for so many years..." The voice seemed helpless, "You can have a happy family. Your mother has endured it for so many years, but when she sees happiness at her fingertips, she can only stand by her side. Watching the passage..."

Ye Chenyu closed his eyes, as if he was accumulating this pain, and as if resisting.

"Since your father left," the man raised his head slightly, and said coldly with the sharp eyes under the brim of the hat, "Have you ever seen your mother laugh?"

Ye Chenyu's brow furrowed tighter, but he still didn't speak... I don't know if it was too tired or was drunk.

The corner of the man's mouth was pouted, and he said slowly, "Can you experience the feeling of...'I have never laughed since you passed away'?"

"Can you stop talking?"

Ye Chenyu twisted his eyebrows and opened his eyes, a pair of eyes dyed slightly drunk and dull, and looked at the opposite person with dissatisfaction.

"What is my mother's situation, I know very well, what I am going to do, I also know very well..." Ye Chenyu said irritably, "Why don't you make people clean for the New Year?"

The man chuckled, his eyes drooping slightly, "Look at it for yourself..."

He got up and looked at Ye Chenyu, who was propping his forehead with his hand, "You want to know the truth, so you took advantage of your previous relationship with Chu Zixiao to participate in this investigation... Actually, you are right, how do you do it? You know it."

He retracted his gaze and looked outside, "Have a good year...and by the way, think about what you want to do."

After that, the man left the detective agency and got into a closed-box pickup truck outside.

After starting the car, he glanced through the rearview mirror to see the small window of the container, and then took the headset connected to the walkie-talkie and plugged it into his ear...

"It seems that Ye Chenyu is hesitant..." the driver said.

Gu Mohuai was silent for a while, and then came a sneer, "He won't be entangled, and he won't be dragged for so many years."

"How do you do that?" The driver raised his eyebrows, "It seems that he wants to get some splashes, it's not easy."

"I didn't count on him either..." Gu Mohuai chuckled lightly.

The driver heard it, as if dissatisfied, "Then you say..."

"What are you worried about?" Gu Mohuai interrupted the driver. "Gu Beichen's current goal is me. Even if his people find out, they will only start paying attention to Ye Chenyu or his mother..."

The driver was listening while driving, without seeing anything unusual.

"You just have to listen to me, and I will make you as usual..."

"Okay!" The driver clenched the steering wheel's hands and gnashed his teeth with this sound.

Gu Mohuai sat on the folding stool in the cargo box, tilted his head, glanced at the driver from the small window, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth...

It’s impossible to make a comeback, so everyone will lose out!

I want to see how many hands and eyes you have...

Gu Mohuai withdrew his gaze, and suddenly "thanks" Grandma Gu for adopting him.

Even because of his parents, he was dropped into the army for two years.

If not for those two years, how could he do all this perfectly?

The military cipher account, the deaths of Mo Huai and Cen Yulan, and Jian Zhanfeng’s "accidental" fall...

Even now, the blindfold method is used to avoid the people of Gu Beichen and Long Xiao.

Ha ha!

Gu Mohuai's eyes dimmed to the point as if he had fallen into hell, revealing the flames under the scorching heat...Such fire, as if he wanted to destroy everything!

...

"Jian Mo, Jian Mo..." J looked at the suitcase in front of him, his faces wrinkled together, and then looked at Jian Mo who was walking downstairs.

Jian Mo came over, almost scared to death by the sight in front of her, "What are you doing with so many things?"

With that, she squatted down and began to pull the clothes and some sundries that were completely unfolded and thrown into the suitcase.

"We don't live regularly," Jian Mo rolled his eyes silently. "Just go for a few days. You don't need to do the same as moving, right?" She sighed slightly, "Besides, if you have any needs, just buy it in the past. "

"But didn't you tell me to pack my luggage and go directly to the airport tomorrow morning?" J looked dumbfounded. Seeing that Jian Mo was speechless, he immediately threw off the clothes in his hands. "I and Qin Shao went out, what are they? If you don't bring them, how do I know what to bring?"

Indeed, even if it came to Los Angeles, J didn't bring anything except Zhang Ka and him.

"When I said packing, I mean bringing some necessities..." Jian Mo got up and looked at J amusedly, "For example, your toiletries or something."

J ignored Jian Mo and went to the sofa to sit down annoyed, not knowing what he was muttering.

Jian Mo held back his laugh, shook his head as if helplessly and said: "Okay, can I clean up for you?"

"Huh!" J snorted in his nose, but obviously his eyes were sneaking at Jian Mo's packing up, and the corners of his mouth grinned.

"Lack of love!" Jian Jie pouted and walked to J, "I pack all my luggage by myself."

"That's because you don't know how to enjoy..." J said as if he understood, but, obviously, there was a touch of injury across his eyes.

Xiaojie has a mother like Jian Mo and a father like Gu Beichen, so happy...

In his memory, his dad would only drink, and then come back to beat people, and her mother would only like to be crazy...it seemed that he was the superfluous.

Indeed, he is superfluous...

Feeling a sense of grief permeating J's body, Jian Jie curled his lips and deliberately said, "Don't I know how to enjoy it? Obviously, Mommy thinks my mouth is poisonous, so, thinking of ways to independent me!

J looked at Jianjie and heard him say seriously: "I found out... Mommy probably thinks that you support her and are in the same camp with her, so it's better to you than to me!"

J listened, his eyes lit up, he immediately raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a smug look: "That is, I'm with Jian Mo..."

As he said, he turned his head to look at Jian Mo who was packing his things, and the smile on his face became even brighter.