Shen Xi looked at Guan Lei with a smile. "That's a little difficult. If you ask Brother Meng Yu to call you husband, I reckon Li Zhe will fight you to the death with a kitchen knife."
Guan Lei instantly held his forehead. What if his lover's imagination was too big?
Sigh, spoil her!
The next day, the group returned to Beijing. The matter of the assassin was resolved.
A few of them gathered in Guan Lei's villa and looked at the latest information that Guan Lei had obtained from overseas.
"You're saying that on the surface, S nation's bandit army wants to take revenge on me, but in fact, they're working with an organization. That organization wants Meng Yu's life, so they're plotting against me, right?" Although he had already heard Meng Yu say it once before, Li Zhe's emotions were unstable at that time, so he didn't remember it too well. He could only ask again.
"Yes, sir!" Guan Lei nodded.
