"Yes, he said He wants to tell you the truth about the leak of your files. "

Westlife frowned and pondered for a moment.

"Well, I'll listen to the truth!"

"Shall I let him come?"

Xicheng nodded, Xu Yang immediately told the address to the Ji Mo on the other end of the phone.

An hour later, Jimo's car appeared outside the small manor in the west city. The fence door opened automatically. Jimo drove in and stopped outside the villa.

Xu Yang stood on the steps, smiling and making a gesture of invitation.

"Mr. Xicheng is waiting for you in the living room."

"Please."

Ji Mo got out of the car with a box, followed him into the living room.

In the living room, Xicheng is wearing loose sportswear and leans lazily on the sofa. When he sees Ji Mo, he just raises his chin.

"Guide Ji, please sit down!"

Xu Yang brought two cups of coffee and put them in front of the host and guest one by one.

Jimo didn't touch the coffee, just opened the box on the tea table, then turned a direction and pushed it to the west city.

In the box, there was a stack of documents and evidence, and some bills and things like that.

Westlife glanced at the open box and shrugged his shoulders.

"What does Ji Dao mean?"

"Three houses, one in Los Angeles, one in Chicago and one in city A. There are also various securities and my shares in Fengyun media All together, the conservative estimate should be around 20 million. " Ji Mo raised his arms and crossed his fingers in a bit of embarrassment. "Of course, I know that your biggest loss is not economic. It's nothing. I just want to compensate you. If you don't think it's enough, I'll try again. "

Xicheng squinted and suddenly chuckled.

"It seems that I really underestimate Ning Xiaofei. I can make so many men stand out for her!"

"No!" Jimo said in a hurry, "don't get me wrong. It's not Xiaofei who did this. I come here to hope that you can hold your hand and let go She

Xicheng suddenly sat upright and piled the cup on the table.

"Who?"

"She didn't mean to target you!" Ji Mo frowned.

"I ask you..." Xicheng held the tea table with both hands and leaned over to him, "who is that man?"

Ji Mo took a deep breath, "I can't tell you who it is. But I can do anything for you as long as you let her go! "

"Anything?" Xicheng laughed. "OK, anything, right?"

He brushed away the papers Ji Mo had put on the table and stepped on the box under his feet.

"Then kneel down and beg me!"

"Mr. Xicheng." Jimo stood up from the sofa, "I sincerely come to ask you."

Xicheng kicked his box away, raised his right hand and pointed to Ji Mo's face, "I tell you, I don't want money, not to mention 20 million, even two hundred million, I don't want, I just want Pei, Ruo, Xi, Jin, Jian, prison! "

Hear that name, Ji Mo's expression is a stiff.

"Look!" Xicheng sneered, "I really guessed right!"

Since it's not Ning Xiaofei, it's her adversary. Pei Ruoxi's bet with Ning Xiaofei has already been well known, and the news Xicheng in the entertainment industry also knows.

How many people in the entire crew who are capable of making Ji Mo come out?

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