It’s just that Xuanyuanying saw his ex-wife’s face for the first time, as beautiful as a delicate flower, and wanted to crush her fiercely at a glance.
Regardless of the entanglement between the two and Su Qingyu’s resume, it would not be Su Qing.
Did you really think wrong?
The hair color can be changed, the traces can be covered, and even some killers with faces can be delicately disguised.
After seeing Su Qingyu’s information, he began to deny himself.
Li Tingchen loves her to the bone, how could she let her do such a dangerous thing?
What is her picture?
She wanted money, power, and status. She had everything long ago.
Although this ring is precious, it is of no use to Country A. If the two countries are really at war, they will directly use weapons to destroy the base instead of risking getting the ring.
The person who wants the ring wants to sneak into the base, and it has nothing to do with Li Tingchen.
“Boss, fortunately, my brother took the ring back and upgraded it this time. Only we knew that there was an additional self-detonation program in it. The news has not spread out yet, so there is no loss. It seems that the person who wants the ring is by our side.”
The destroyed ring only needs to be remade again, and the loss is really not a big one.
He actually sent a woman over and trampled on his majesty fiercely. He didn’t finish talking about it. It’s not over!
His gaze fell on the information in his hand again and he asked smoothly: “Did he bring his family members here this time?””
“I just went to verify that although his ex-wife did not show up before, there is indeed a woman.”
Pei Luan said again: “The Internet says that his ex-wife hates him to the bone, but it may not be the case now. The two look very affectionate.”
“Anyway, you guys check it out, and you must find that woman as soon as possible.”
“Yes.”
Another thunder passed through the sky, and the light of lightning illuminated the entire sky, Xuanyuanying’s pale face was like an evil spirit crawling out of hell.
In the hot spring.
Su Qingyu was as well-behaved as a cat snuggling in Li Tingchen’s arms, and the turbulent waves slowly returned to a quiet appearance.
Seeing that the man hadn’t spoken, Su Qingyu took the initiative to wrap his neck around him, “He hasn’t calmed down yet.”
Li Tingchen’s three-dimensional facial features looked even colder in the dim light, and the eyes that looked down at Su Qingyu were also cold and faint.
When his fingertips crossed the tattoo sticker above Su Qingyu’s chest, his voice was low: “Susu, where have you reached with him?””