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Chapter 397 Take him to hell

Chapter 397: Take him to hell with you

"You are Mu Wanqing?" "You are Dai'er's mommy?"

The two of them were talking almost at the same time. The difference is that Mu Wanqing used English. Julie spoke Chinese, and although her pronunciation was not so standard, she was quite fluent. Obviously, she had put some effort into this. This also made Mu Wanqing feel a little shocked.

"Mommy." Dai'er did not dare to confirm that the person not far away was indeed his mother until Julie spoke. He let go of Mu Wanqing's hand, jumped up happily and rushed into her arms. He said happily: "Mommy, Dai'er hasn't seen you for many days, I miss you so much."

"Be good to Dai'er, mommy went out to do something. Have you listened to the teacher at home?" Julie, the female leader of an Italian organization, who made countless people frightened, couldn't help but show some tenderness when facing her cute daughter, gently rubbing her long hair, as if she loved her very much.

"Yeah, Dai'er listens to the teacher very much." Dai'er pecked her little head quickly, but said in a more excited tone: "Mommy, Mommy, Dai'er has seen Daddy, Dai'er finally met Daddy. Just like Dai'er thought, Daddy is the best."

This time, Julie didn't say anything. The smile that had just appeared calmed down, and gently patted Dai'er's head, signaling her to sit down. Then she slowly stood up and stretched out her hand towards Mu Wanqing: "My name is Julie. I don't know if I should call you Miss Mu or Mrs. Liu?"

"Miss Julie's Chinese is really good." Mu Wanqing also comes from everyone. Although she often reveals her children's nature in front of Liu Qing, she has always been orderly and generous in front of outsiders. She held her calmly and said calmly: "If Miss Julie doesn't dislike me, just call me Wanqing." After looking closer, Mu Wanqing felt that this woman named Julie was born with beauty, with delicate and smooth skin like milk, and was completely different from ordinary European and American women's pores. She could only be

From a distance, you can't see it in the near future. At the same time, you are also distracting and confused. Although you know that Liu Qing made up his experience before marriage, you can't figure out how he had ever had any interaction with a woman like Julie? Not only did he give birth to a daughter, he also came to China to find him thousands of miles away. He was shocked and angry, but he could only sigh that the cabbage made me feel that when I thought that the guy was his husband, I had to force my thoughts back. On the surface, I was silent, but I had already ravaged him countless times in my heart.

"This time I took the liberty to ask you out. If you have any offense, please let Wan Qinghai wait." Julie looked at her quietly, withdrew her hand lightly, and then invited her to sit down again.

Although she had just met Julie, she seemed to have known her for a long time. She vaguely felt that she should be the same type as her and extremely proud woman. But her attitude made Mu Wanqing feel a little strange.

At this time, Julie did not have the evil spirit of being known as the female devil in the past. She savored tea and chatted with Mu Wanqing. From corporate management to food flavors, to clothing fashion, and jewelry. It seemed that she came from afar, but she was just chatting with Mu Wanqing. It was just that both women who were full of pride were unwilling to show weakness even when they were chatting. Especially, there was an inexplicable complex relationship between the two women. They were both silent on the surface, but they were showing their talents with great effort, trying to suppress each other.

Who would have thought that after half an hour, the two women who had been in conversation with each other countless times had no advantage, but instead made them feel a little sympathetic.

While adding tea and replenishing water, there was some gap in their words. They lowered their heads slightly and stared at the teacup thoughtfully. It seemed that for a moment, they thought of something tacitly, and they didn't know what to turn in their minds. After a moment of silence, Julie's eyes sank, as if she had made up some ideas. She turned around and coaxed and deceived Dai'er and took her to the distance by the bodyguard.

Then he looked at Mu Wanqing with a strange look, and then said: "I have to admit that Miss Wanqing, you are one of the extremely outstanding women I have ever seen. The beautiful appearance that makes people amazing is not mentioned. In personality, there is the gentleness and gracefulness unique to Eastern women, and the delicate mind. It also has the independence and straightforwardness of our Western women. But I have a doubt. A woman like you should not have an intersection with Liu Qing. Even if you have an intersection, it is difficult to get along with your personality. Why, will you finally get married?"

When she saw her coaxing Dai'er, she knew that she was about to get to the point. She couldn't help but gather her mind, and heard Julie's words. She frowned slightly. She shouldn't have any interaction with Liu Qing? Why can't she understand these words? But the other words are easy to understand. She picked up the teacup, took a sip and asked, "Liu Qing and I are both Chinese, and it is normal for me to have an intersection when we are in a fate. Miss Julie seems to be not from the same world as Liu Qing, right? China is not close to Italy." As she said that, she glanced at the bodyguards standing around, full of suffocating danger.

"As you think, I'm not a completely serious businessman." Julie shrugged her shoulders indifferently and posed. Her subordinates helped her hand over the cigarette and lit the fire. She took a deep breath and vomited it half-closed, and she unknowingly added a hint of hoarseness and danger in her voice, and even a hint of self-deprecation: "Italy not only has fashion, football, food, but also a wealth of family-style underworlds. And just so happens, I am the leader of one of the families."

"Italian Mafia?" Although he had been vaguely guessing in his heart, Mu Wanqing was still shocked when he heard the news with his own ears. He covered his mouth, his originally crystal clear face, and his face was a little pale. No wonder any normal woman would be at a loss and frightened when she suddenly heard this news.

"Yes, it's the mafia." Julie observed Mu Wanqing's reaction with a plain expression.

However, Mu Wanqing is worthy of being the helm of a large group. After a little regaining his spirit, he was surprised and returned to the coldness he had in his past communication. He calmed down and sipped his tea: "I really didn't expect Miss Julie, you have such a prominent identity. But, I dare to ask what plans do Miss Julie have to come to me this time?"

A look of appreciation flashed in Julie's eyes. Mu Wanqing really has his proud capital and is a woman who does big things. The bosses of many large European and American groups will definitely not be so calm when talking to her face to face.

"What are you going to do!" Julie looked at her with a smile, and half leaned over to her: "Guess, a resentful woman who was abandoned by his man at the beginning of her pregnancy with sweet lies and finally had to give birth to and raise children alone. What will happen?"

After hearing what she said, Mu Wanqing became more calm. Her expression did not change at all by the obvious threat in her words: "Miss Julie, maybe you are very powerful, maybe you are very powerful. But this does not mean that I, Mu Wanqing, will be threatened by you. What you just said is just one-sided statement. Before I asked for verification, your technique of disagreement had no effect at all."

Julie was slightly stunned, and then chuckled again: "Although I, Julie, domineering in doing things, I also pay attention to the distinction between you Chinese. I also know that there are faults and debts. Although I am very jealous of you being his wife, I also sympathize with you for marrying him. Because I, Julie, always remember what he owes me, is time to ask him to come back. I sympathize with you, and at a young age, I will become a widow."

Mu Wanqing felt a chill when she heard this. She was pinching the teacup tighter and tighter, and she couldn't help but tremble gently. She stood up suddenly and said in a deep voice: "Miss Julie, maybe Liu Qing had offended you in the past. But love is something you want after all. How can you deprive him of his life? Besides, Liu Qing himself doesn't know that he and you already have a daughter. How can you..." Even if he hated Liu Qing at this moment, he was gritting his teeth. However, no matter what, Liu Qing is still his husband. Even if he is separated from him for this matter, it will be a future.

"Wanqing, you are so naive." Julie also stood up slowly, her slightly tight clothes set off her delicate body tall and delicate. She showed her scorpion-like smile, stretched out her delicate and slender hands, staring at her, as if murmuring: "I don't even remember how much blood my hands have been stained. My heart has long been numb and seems to have stopped. Now, what I long for the most is to take Liu Qing to hell..."

Mu Wanqing's breathing became rapid. She could tell from her somewhat confused and fanatical eyes. She was definitely not joking. She really wanted to do that. She took a deep breath, tried to calm her heart, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Julie, I don't know what happened between you and Liu Qing. But, please think about it. Think about Dai'er, she is your beloved daughter. It is also the crystallization of your love and Liu Qing's past love." Later, Mu Wanqing's teeth bit her lips tightly: "Even if it's just for Dai'er, please don't do this."
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