Mu Xi tried her best to hear his inner voice, but there was nothing and only silence in her ears.

She had no ideas at all, which made her look stupid.

"Jiang Rao, I really misjudged you." Mu Xi turned and left with disappointment in her eyes.

Her strong self-esteem prevents her from doing something like pestering others.

Since there is no explanation, then there is no need to explain.

Whether you listen or not, whether you believe or not, it will only add to your troubles.

She left.

I didn't see the man trying hard to break free from his restraints, his face was pale and sweat was beading on his forehead.

He squeezed so hard that his eyeballs became bloodshot and red, and then rubbed into the black abyss.

Jiang Rao stared at the door, pursed his thin lips, and said nothing.

But at this moment,

Zhao Xueer mistakenly thought that he was acquiescing.

[It seems that woman doesn't have much place in his heart]

[He still loves me]

[The mission has been completed, that person should not appear again]

[Then can I also pursue my own happiness?]

[Slave... Jiang Rao's exclusive slave... seems to be pretty good]

Zhao Xueer blushed, bewitched by her inner thoughts.

She held back her trembling hands and reached out to untie the man's metal belt.

Has not fallen yet,

The man kicked her down and said, "Who allowed you to touch me? Do you want to die?"

Jiang Rao glanced at him coldly, his tone was like ice. His eyes were like he was staring at a dead person.

How dare this damn woman touch him.

I really don't want to stay even a minute.

Just kill him.

Without waiting for him to make a move.

There were very light footsteps outside the door.

"Get out!" Jiang Rao threw away the documents on the table and shouted angrily.

Zhao Xueer was so frightened that she hurriedly got up from the ground and ran away.

The sound disappears.

For a time,

The office door was half open, and one could see the mess inside.

Jiang Rao ignored it, stepped on the information, and went to the bathroom.

Wash your face with cold water and try to stay awake.

The water was icy cold as it entered his skin, and he couldn't help but cough lightly.

Who knows

Blood flowed from his mouth and nose, dripping onto the pure white sink, staining the water red.

The blood flowed for a long time.

Finally stopped.

Jiang Rao wiped it clean with a tissue and then went out.

The strands of hair on his forehead were wet with water, his face was sickly pale, and the color of his lips was lighter.

He seemed indifferent to all the blood that had been shed.

There is no rush at all to see if I should go to the hospital for a check-up.

Jiang Rao didn't care about his body at all.

Get treatment if you are sick.

If it can't be cured, all we can do is wait.

The assistant stood aside, trembling, and bowed his head to admit his mistake, "Boss, I failed in my duty. I didn't even know when President Mu would come..."

The explanation was so feeble that even I couldn't continue.

[I can’t keep this job anymore…] The assistant was in tears.

I've already prepared myself to be fired.

result

The boss was not angry. He just said to be more careful next time and ignored the mistake.

The assistant blinked his eyes and looked at his boss with gratitude.

[From today on, my boss is my second parent]

[Dad, as long as you need me, your son will be here]

The inner monologue was simply unbearable to listen to.

Jiang Rao waved his hand with a hint of disdain, motioning him to leave.

Until the office door closed.

He closed his eyes and pondered the cause and effect.

If the young wife wants to come to the company quietly, no one else will be able to find her.

What's more, if you don't come over quietly, how can you discover a good show?

This play is well sung.

The young wife believed it.

It seems that there is more than one person in this world who wants to stop him from dating his young wife.

It's really annoying.

The young wife was scared of being hurt by him, so it was difficult for her to trust him wholeheartedly and she would abandon him at the slightest sign of trouble.

Just like this time.

I don't even bother to listen to the explanation.

Who is the person behind Zhao Xueer?

I could invite my young wife over and let her see this scene.

The identity is not simple.

Easy to guess.

Oh.

So what if you disagree.

Jiang Rao stared at the screen of his mobile phone, his eyes flickering with determination.

The call was disconnected.

I was blocked for sending messages.

It can be seen that the young wife was very angry.

Tsk~

I'm also thinking about doing something more fun tonight.

It’s a failure again.

It's annoying to have plans disrupted.

Jiang Rao's mind had long drifted away with his wife, and he had no intention of working.

It dragged on and on until finally night fell.

He put on his coat, took his car keys and went out.

Just out of the group door.

He stopped suddenly.

Then his breathing stagnated and his throat was severely pinched by an external force.

"You are worthy of my son's treasure."

An extremely old voice sounded in my ears.

Very deterrent.

Jiang Rao clenched his fists, hiding his resentment and wanting to resist.

He was strangled and almost suffocated.

When he was about to meet the god of death, he felt a heat in his abdomen and the bead in his body quickly disappeared.

Invisible constraints disappear.

Almost at the same time as the bead disappeared, his body instantly lost strength.

The resentment sensed the changes in the master's body and stuck to the ground first.

Jiang Rao was breathing heavily and was so weak that he couldn't stand.

He half-knelt on the ground with one hand supporting himself, his throat itchy and he could no longer suppress his coughing.

A few drops of blood dripped from the corners of his lips onto the ground.

After coughing for a while, I finally stopped.

Jiang Rao took a deep breath and took out a syringe from his pocket with great effort.

He pulled open his sleeves and stabbed his arm hard.

The liquid is pushed in.

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