Chapter 156

"If the violation of the treaty causes any trouble to the custody of the child, the violator shall pay one hundred million liquidated damages."

Yun Shishi grabs his lips and says, "please give me time. I will pay the penalty."

"Oh."

Muyazhe casually sits down on the sofa with his legs folded gracefully. "One billion, by you?"

"Please believe me."

"Not a word." "I'll take back the custody of the child," he said coldly

"No!" The poem is silent. When I think of losing yuntianyou, I feel sad and suffocate. "Please Please! Don't take it away from me. "

"Give me a reason."

"Because I love him, he can't leave me!" said Yun

Moya thought for a moment and said with a sneer, "yes."

Yunshishi's eyes widened incredulously. Unexpectedly, he agreed so easily.

"But..." He pondered for a moment, but suddenly stopped, looking at her eyes gradually deep.

"But?" Once again, a heart of Yunshi's poetry is hanging high.

"You stay with me."

“……”

Cloud poetry breathes.

"Stay Your side? "

"How is it?" he laughed

"Mr. mu, are you kidding?"

"Be my woman."

Before her words were complete, the man took the lead in interrupting her.

Cold, domineering, and determined, there is no need to talk about it.

She looked at him with some consternation. Under the moonlight, he sat on the sofa lazily, with a leisurely posture, as if he were an ancient emperor. Ruthless, cold-blooded, he could dominate everything with a wave of his hand.

"What?" Seeing her eyes dazed, he smiled and asked, "I want you, don't you want to?"

"Miss cloud, I doubt you have a problem with your vision." "When my woman comes to Paris from here, I want you, but you don't want to?" mocked mujaher? You're playing hard to get. "

Cloud poetry sneers at her heart and wipes away tears from her eyes.

Just now she was too frightened. Now her provocation and ridicule made her calm down quickly.

"In that case, why don't you pick one of those women?"

"You don't know men," he sneered

"I......"

"You don't want to. The door is over there. Please help yourself." When she spoke, she was surprised.

He let her go?

"Will you really let me go?"

"I didn't imprison you. My legs are on you."

Cloud poetry silent for a moment, then stood up and said: "tonight, I have the right not to happen."

She just turned around, but the man behind her quietly said: "out of this door, tomorrow, the lawyer letter will be sent."

Cloud poetry, like being struck by lightning, is stunned. It's like having roots under your feet. It's hard to move any more. The lines on your back are immediately rigid.

There is no doubt that this man is real.

Can she fight him?

Can you fight the whole Murdoch chaebol?

In the face of such a large consortium, her strength seems so weak.

She turned pale, and stared at him with fierce eyes: "despicable!"

The radian of the corner of the muzhe's mouth is deep, provocative and dazzling.

He knew her so well that he was sure she couldn't get out of the door.

"I want anything, I can't get it, I've never done anything." Mu Yazhe squinted, eyes deep, "women, also the same."