Chapter 273 She's Just My Wife!

Jun Mohan looked down at the little thing Ye Xing was holding, the slap-sized kitten, but it didn't look like an ordinary cat. Is that what it is?"

"Yes, obviously this is her last card."

Jun Mohan's eyes deepened, and he said lightly, "Keep it and study it."

"Yes!"

Then, Jun Mohan walked into the house where Cangling was imprisoned. There were some torture instruments around Cangling, and she was hanged and was dying.

Jun Mohan said directly: "Cangling, the first-class dead man of the ancient Xiling family, even if you don't say anything, I still know your identity."

Cang Ling raised her head in shock, her eyes widened, and she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. Who is he? Why is the ability so strong, refreshing her understanding again and again.

Jun Mohan's eyes flashed a dangerous cold light, and he said lazily and casually, "Do you think that the secrets of the ancient family should not be discovered?"

"Who are you? How do you know about the Xiling family?"

Jun Mohan's thin lips parted lightly, Leng Meiyouhan said, "You are not qualified to know. If you hurt the most important person to me, neither you nor the Xiling family can be alone!"

Cang Ling said conceitedly, "No matter how strong you are, you can't compete with the powerful Xiling family."

Jun Mohan's thin lips evoked a charming arc, and he smiled, "It's really over your own power! I keep you, it's just to draw out your last card, that little animal, I'll study it, it's useful to stay, it's useless If you do, cook it, and you, too, have lived to the limit of my tolerance."

Jun Mohan's words have already pronounced Cang Ling's death.

Cang Ling's face twisted, and a strange sound came out of her mouth, but no matter how loud the sound was, there was still no response or sound.

Cang Ling realized that the man in front of her might be really powerful, "You...you...I can't die, how do you know my identity, don't you know the identity of the woman you saved? You let me go ,I tell you……"

"It doesn't matter what her identity is. She is just my wife. When you die, no one will know her identity."

Cang Ling laughed suddenly, "You...you think you can protect her, ha..."

Jun Mohan squinted at Cangling, and said to the people around him, "Do it!"

"Yes!"

When Jun Mohan walked out of the room, Cang Ling was killed. She widened her eyes, as if she couldn't believe that the man would let someone kill her so indifferently.

She's not finished yet!

...

When Jun Mohan returned home, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

When he entered the house, a small light in the porch was still on, while his little wife fell asleep leaning on the sofa with the remote in her hand and the TV on.

Jun Mohan watched, and his heart skipped a beat. He walked over and squatted down, looking at her tired sleeping face, and sighed.

This silly girl left a note for her and told her to sleep first, but waited here.

Jun Mohan gently took off the remote control in Feng Sujin's hand, turned off the TV, and gently picked her up, intending to send her back to the bedroom.

Feng Sujin felt a familiar breath, she was waiting for Jun Mohan, and she didn't sleep very deeply, so she woke up soon.

Feng Sujin rubbed her eyes, "Mo Han? Are you back?"

Jun Mohan lowered his head and kissed Feng Sujin's eyes, "Well, I'm back, fool, didn't I let you go to bed early?"

"I can't sleep alone, I want to wait for you."

Jun Mohan's heart seemed to be hit by these words, it was incredibly soft, and there was a warm current surging, "Honey, sleep, I'm back."