Chapter 865 Perfect Love

Paris, the headquarters of Dasso Group. Roland, chairman of Dasso Group and head of Dasso family? Dasso is listening to his assistant report about his little daughter Yilian? Dasso's news.

Roron? Dasso is 54 years old and is very tall, but his skin color is wheat, which looks very different from that of white people.

During this period, Laurent? Dasso is also worried about the Sofa conflict. For Dasso Group, it is the world's top company and has made many remarkable achievements. In France, Dasso Group is the representative of emerging chaebols, and the network goes deep into every corner of the three political and business circles.

However, Dasso Group can't do anything, such as the current crisis facing France, Laurent? Dasso felt overwhelmed. He The power of a consortium is so huge that it can even influence the external decision-making of the political axe in some aspects, but it is only under the premise of ensuring the national interests, when encountering situations related to national security and fundamental interests, the use of the consortium is not so important. After all, the strength of the modern consortium is far from enough compared with the aristocratic consortium in the period of World War II.

The conflict between France and Somalia should not have been so concerned by Laurent, but once the countries get out of control to the extent that you use nuclear weapons, the uneasiness under the nest makes the world-renowned chaebol leader feel overwhelmed.

However, at this critical moment, his favorite daughter, Yilian, disappeared. This made Laurent anxious and immediately launched a search. Later, he learned that his daughter's disappearance was because she left France and went to a place that Roland could not guess in any way - Somalia.

Waving to the assistant to go out, Roland? Dasso rubbed his broad forehead tiredly.

"Ring..." The phone on the desk rang at the right time, Roland? Dasso immediately grabbed the phone. Only a few people could know the phone, and most of these people would not directly call into the chairman's office.

When he heard his daughter's helpless and weak voice, Laurent's anger suddenly disappeared like a basin of cold water.

He loves this daughter to the extreme, and he gives more fatherly love than the other two sons. I'm really afraid of falling when I touch it in my hand, and I'm afraid of falling in my mouth. So he was very angry that his daughter left without saying goodbye this time, and he was more nervous and worried. But his daughter's voice made him forget to blame for a moment, and his mind was full of love.

From his daughter's intermittent words, Laurent knew why his daughter secretly went to Somalia at this time. It turned out that there was an inside story that he had never thought of. The Huayue incident turned out to be the Morris of the Castel family, who was very optimistic about him before, and it was just to be jealous of the famous Chinese commander in Somalia. The object of jealousy was his daughter!

Roron, who couldn't laugh or cry, soon thought of the serious surname of this matter. Once the inside story was exposed, it was tantamount to a real earthquake, and people all over the world would be affected. At that time, the Castel family, the Dasso family and France will all be the targets of people's expedition. The French people and the people of the world who tremble under the cloud of nuclear war will be angry to tear them up.

Laurent, who had a headache, asked his daughter to go to France immediately. Now it is very safe to stay in Somalia, and he can't guarantee whether he will do something bad to his daughter.

"Dad, I won't go back now. I must let him promise me not to make war and not to hurt innocent people." Yilian, who is usually very obedient? Dasso refused with a rare choice and stubbornly wanted to enlighten Li Mo to stop the nuclear war.

Listening to the 'beep' sound from the phone, Luo Lang's face turned pale for a while, and finally he could only turn into a sigh and put down the phone.

Usually, her daughter is very obedient. That's her filial piety, not that her daughter has no opinions. Now my daughter is undoubtedly telling her that I will stick to what I have decided.

In Somalia, the Dasso Group is also related, but at this time, those related households in Somalia will certainly not have much contact with the Dasso Group. What's more, her daughter is now with Li Mo, who is known as the 'Devil Commander' by the people, and no one can count on it, so Roland prays in his heart. Pray for your daughter's safety.

Fan Ting, who looked mature and capable in a white suit, dragged her suitcase out of the airport, stretched out her right hand to block the hot sun, and looked at the strange environment. At this moment, a trace of confusion rose in her heart. Is this the place where he had stayed for several years?

There are very few people at the gate of the airport. Let's talk about the metering taxi driver parking the car on the roadside waiting for passengers. The beautiful and strange Fan Ting has undoubtedly become the 'target' of taxi drivers.

Finally, Fan Ting chose a taxi for a middle-aged black driver who looked more loyal.

"Miss, this is your first time to Mogadishu. If you don't have a clear destination, I can introduce you to some good hotels." The middle-aged driver introduced to Fan Ting in fluent English.

"I'm going to the Ministry of Defense."

"Squeak..." The taxi driver who was driving seemed to be frightened. He slammed on the brakes, and the taxi almost hit the tree on the roadside.

"Miss, didn't you know anything about Somalia before you came here? The French invaders want to beat us. Now the vigilance of the Ministry of Defense has been strengthened a lot. Ordinary taxis can't go to the National Defense Avenue. The middle-aged driver quickly explained that he seemed to be a warm-hearted and kind-hearted driver.

Fan Ting knew that the relationship between France and Somalia was tense, but she didn't know that there was traffic control in the Ministry of Defense. After thinking about it, she said, "Then please take me to the best hotel in Mogadishu."

After getting out of the car, the enthusiastic middle-aged driver also handed Fan Ting a business card and told Fan Ting that she could call him if she needed a car. Although Fan Ting didn't think she would use a taxi in the future, she was still very happy to pick him up.

A glance at the fake hotel at the door in front of her. Fan Ting was just about to go in, and two black cars behind her also stopped at the door. Several bodyguard-like men came down from the car with a girl dressed in white.

After seeing the appearance of the girl in white, Fan Ting, even a woman, was distracted for a moment. Noting the other party's eyes, Fan Ting nodded and smiled, and then dragged her luggage into the hotel.

Li Mo, who had just inspected the military production situation of the Aviation Industrial Park and Badada Town Industrial Park, returned to Mogadishu. After receiving an unexpected phone call, he hurriedly felt the fake hotel alone.

When Fan Ting opened the door, she was tightly hugged by a pair of powerful big hands. A familiar man's breath came to her face, which made Fan Ting's slightly tense body immediately relax. She looked forward to this hug for too long. The safe and warm embrace that had appeared in her dreams countless times, finally came again when she made up her mind to pursue happiness.

Li Mo picked up the much more mature pretty face, kept kissing the other party's forehead, eyebrows and eyes, and asked excitedly, "Tingting, you're finally here..."

Among Li Mo's women, Fan Ting is a very special one. The two sides were together without feelings at the beginning. I don't know whether distance produces beauty. The seeds of love are slowly planted in their hearts in their occasional interactions and contacts.

However, later, Li Mo felt the stubbornness in Fan Ting's bones and the resistance to Li Mo's heart. After being sad for a long time, Li Mo planned to let go and let the other party find his own happiness. After all, it was completely a deal for Fan Ting to be with him at the beginning, but later both of them had feelings. Fan Ting didn't want her lover to be that kind of fraternal, and Li Mo didn't want her favorite woman to be unhappy.

So a relationship has been so empty for several years. Just after Li Mo thought that he had lost Fan Ting, the other party came all the way to Somalia, and at this time, he gave Li Mo a deep feeling.

On the sofa, Fan Ting, who snuggled up in Li Mo's arms with a happy face, whispered her experience in the past few years, including Jin Gui and Song Yu's help to her, but more importantly, she missed Li Mo.

"Tingting, don't leave in the future, okay?" Li Mo stroked the hair of the girl in his arms and whispered.

"Well, I will never leave you again, and I don't want to endure that kind of loneliness and missing anymore." The girl hugged the man's waist tightly and muttered for fear of leaving.

Li Mo was immediately moved and kissed the girl's lips fiercely. A long and loving kiss ended. Li Mo took the girl's hand and said, "Let's go home and live."

After leaving the room, Li Mo took Fan Ting to the seaside villa where Fan Qingqing lived. Fan Qingqing, who had received a phone call from Li Mo for a long time, greeted the two at the door dressed at home.

The two women who had known each other for a long time did not have a trace of birth at the first meeting, so they immediately put aside Li Mo and chatted.

One is Fan Qingqing and the other is Fan Ting. If you don't know it, you think it's a pair of sisters.

Li Mo, who was 'neggarded', did not have a trace of dissatisfaction, but was very happy. For him, the women he loved finally gathered in his identity at this moment. He had no regrets about his feelings. This made him very satisfied.

After dinner at night, Li Mo had no intention of going back. As time went by, Fan Ting, who was talking to Fan Qingqing, began to turn a little red.

"I'm going to bed. Good night." Fan Qingqing stood up when it was almost time, gave Li Mo a mysterious look, and then twisted his thin waist back to the room.

Li Mo, who had been waiting for a long time, ignored Fan Ting's shyness and uneasiness, picked up the other party and rushed into another room.

"Tap... It hurts a little!"

"Don't be afraid, you're an old husband and wife. Didn't you accommodate it before..."

(to be continued)