Chapter 157 Southern Wang Family

Yun Bixue leaned in Xie Limo's arms, listening to Xie Limo's moving voice like a guqin, her heart seemed to be soothed all of a sudden.

She looked up at Xie Limo's serious expression and asked, "It was really fierce just now, wasn't it?"

Xie Limo touched Yun Bixue's hair and said softly: "Even if she is fierce, Madam is the cutest in my heart." He would not admit it, but just now he really admired the way her hair was blowing like a kitten.

She was very powerful just now, which made him feel relieved. What he hoped was that she could always protect him when he was not guarding her.

"Then I will..."

Before Yun Bixue finished speaking, she was interrupted by Xie Limo: "Madam, you will be fierce when you should be fierce in the future. Didn't my mother take action several times when she was by your side? You can learn more from your mother."

Yun Bixue thought of her mother-in-law's handsomeness and domineering, and felt a burst of admiration in her heart. She didn't worry about whether she was too violent just now, "I just saw Shen Zhengyao and I got angry, and I had a reason for doing this."

Xie Limo nodded and said: "I understand that you want to force out the Shen family's dead soldiers. As long as the Shen family's dead soldiers are forced out, the Shen family can be truly suppressed."

Yun Qingxue's eyes lit up and she said, "Li Mo, you are really a roundworm in my stomach."

Xie Limo shook his head in a funny way and said, "It should be me who knows my wife."

However, after Shen Zhengyao was thrown out, he was blocked by reporters, and several close-up shots made him appear on the front page of newspapers and news.

Although Shen Zhengyao went through what happened just now,

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He was jealous and afraid of Yun Bixue in his heart, but he really hated Yun Bixue, and he was bound to avenge her.

Shen Zhengyao flashed a sinister look in his eyes, vomited blood, and then staggered back. Just when he was thinking of a solution at home, he received a call from a stranger.

"Who are you?"

"You don't need to worry about who I am. I am someone who can help you. If you want me to help you, just go...and someone will contact you."

Shen Zhengyao went there suspiciously. In a building, an old man wearing a hat asked him to dispatch family dead men.

"This won't work. The deceased members of the Shen family must be the heirs before they can be mobilized." It is not yet known whether this person is an enemy or a friend, so naturally he cannot reveal his identity.

The old man laughed and said, "What if I say that I represent the Wang family in the south now?"

Shen Zhengyao's expression changed greatly, and he thanked the king from the north! Could it be that the Wang family was competing with the Xie family a thousand years ago. The Xie family controlled the north and the Wang family controlled the south.

Is the Wang family going to take action against the Xie family?

"You have to think carefully. Only our Wang family in the south can deal with the Xie family. Only by defeating Xie Limo in one fell swoop can your Shen family survive..."

The old man's persuasion made Shen Zhengyao feel a little relieved.

Seeing that the fire was almost done, the old man said a few words: "Mr. Shen is bedridden now. As his grandson, it is not impossible for you to get the family fingerprints and order the family's dead men, right?"

These words struck Shen Zhengyao's heartstrings at once, and ambition grew in his heart, out of control.

Yun Bixue and Xie Limo have always sent people to keep an eye on Shen Zhengyao. Seeing the blurry images on the computer in their hands, Yun Bixue said: "Li Mo, although this old man is very hidden, I think this person cannot be let go."

"Madam is very smart. Although this person is a small character, he can still sound the alarm. The other party can use the dead men of the Shen family. We can also do the opposite and use the dead men of the Shen family to kill him." Xie Limo's voice He was as calm as the wind, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

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