Mu Zhuoshen walked in beaming with joy and teased, "Mr. Qiao, I finally understand why Wen Meimei can't leave you even after the divorce."
Qiao Chengxun raised his eyebrows, his icy gaze sweeping over him.
Mu Zhuoshen, who was most afraid of seeing that look in his friend's eyes, hurriedly completed his sentence, "Because you're shameless enough."
Qiao Chengxun said in a deep voice, "Are you tired of living?"
"Hahaha..." Mu Zhuoshen laughed out loud three times and quickly changed the subject, "Mr. Qiao, I've brought everyone who touched Wen Meimei to you. They're all outside now, do you want to bring them in for interrogation?"
Qiao Chengxun's cold eyes slightly tightened, and even though he said nothing, Mu Zhuoshen could read the meaning in his eyes.
Mu Zhuoshen clapped his hands at the door, and soon several bodyguards brought in three people.
