Song Jinqiao always had a feeling that her boyfriend seemed to be hiding something from her, but no matter how she asked openly or secretly, she couldn't find out anything.

This incident once made her very distressed.

"What are you hiding from me?" Holding Xuan Ji's neck, Song Jinqiao sat in his arms with a frown on his face.

Xuan Ji hugged her without answering her, and tried to distract her with a kiss: "What can I hide from you?"

Song Jinqiao covered her mouth to prevent him from kissing her, staring at him: "You are like this every time. As long as I lie, you kiss me."

Xuan Ji: “…”

Is he being very obvious?

Xuan Ji's kiss fell on the back of her hand. He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly: "Don't think too much. You will know when you should know."

Song Jinqiao stared for half a second, then fell silent.

Xuan Ji thought that the matter was over, but he underestimated Song Jinqiao's keenness.

"President, this is Mr. Xuan's whereabouts these days." The assistant stood in front of the dark desk, holding a not very thick document in his hand, and said respectfully.

Song Jinqiao raised his head, his eyes falling from him to the document in his hand. He nodded calmly, "Just leave it there."

"yes."

The assistant put the documents on the desk and left tactfully.

Song Jinqiao picked up the document with a complicated expression, a little hesitant to open it.

She knew it was wrong to do so, and she should trust Xuan Ji, but...

Perhaps her natural sixth sense always makes her feel that something is wrong, so she urgently needs to have everything under control so that she can feel safe.

With a complicated and nervous mood, Song Jinqiao slowly opened the folder. The familiar words she saw made her pupils shrink suddenly.

*

The weather today is particularly gloomy. Thick clouds cover the sky and a gloomy atmosphere fills the air. Everything around is calm, but it is more like the calm before the storm.

The wind from somewhere slowly blew up Xuan Ji's long hair, and the dark red hair formed a graceful arc in the air.

Standing on the roadside, his enchanting and charming face often attracted people's attention.

At this time, a black, low-key and luxurious car stopped in front of him and he got in.

What he didn't know was that after the car he was riding in started, two white cars slowly started up and followed behind him.

"President..." The assistant hesitated for a second as he watched the car enter the area.

Song Jinqiao stared at the car in front of her that was about to disappear from her sight. A low pressure filled her body, and the air was almost stagnant. "Continue."

"yes."

Under tremendous pressure, the assistant continued to follow silently.

He really wants to run now.

*

Xuan Ji met Song Jinqiao in the living room of the house. Song Jinqiao pushed the door open and walked in, leaving him no time to react.

"It's really ironic. I trusted you so much, but you rewarded me like this."

Song Jinqiao stood in the living room, looking at the two men sitting on the sofa.

One is her father and the other is her lover.

She was standing not far away, with a sarcastic look on her face.

As expected, women’s sixth sense is really accurate.

She really didn't want to believe that the person she loved and the person she hated the most had joined forces.

Xuan Ji sat on the sofa, looking at Song Jinqiao's cold eyes. He placed his hands on his legs, bent his fingers slightly, and then slowly opened them.

Seeing that there was no panic on his face, and he didn't even show any intention of explaining, Song Jinqiao's eyes gradually filled with disappointment.

"I thought you would at least explain." After saying this, she turned around mercilessly and walked out of the house.

The assistant who was waiting outside saw his president coming out, and he exuded a low pressure. His usually gentle face was now extremely cold, like an iceberg that would never melt.

Help! What on earth did that man do? How did he offend the boss again?

Although he was shouting loudly in his heart, he didn't dare to show any emotion on his face, and drove for his boss seriously.

In the house, watching Song Jinqiao's departing back, Xuan Ji resisted the urge to chase after him and turned to look at the man sitting next to him whose appearance had returned to normal.

Cecilia!

He said in a deep voice: "Give her all the power in my body. This way, not only will she not die, she can even complete this test, right?"

It was for this reason that he came to find Song Yanli, also known as Cecilia.

Cecilia responded calmly.

"I hope you will do what you say." After saying that, he stood up and left.

After Xuan Ji left, a circle of light suddenly appeared not far behind Cecilia, and a ten-year-old short-haired boy in a soft robe walked out of the circle of light.

"Lord Beast God, are you really going to do this?" Ling stood beside Cecilia, looking at Xuan Ji's departing back, feeling a little reluctant.

But the Beast God glanced at it, with a faint sense of coldness and alienation flowing on his face, which was the indifference of the god to all things in the world.

"You are becoming more and more humane." Cecilia said lightly.

Ling's expression froze, and he smiled awkwardly: "Yes... yes."

Cecilia remained silent.

I still remember that Ling was against Song Jinqiao's decision to sacrifice his own life to save Baidi, but now he has become like this.

"That female...how do you feel?" Cecilia suddenly asked.

Zero was slightly stunned, then immediately responded, "The host is truly very good and very smart. She can complete all the tasks you assign her."

After saying this, Ling said to Cecilia in a somewhat flattering tone: "Master Beast God, Xuanji is very powerful. If we have Xuanji, the host will be able to complete the task more quickly."

"And with Xuanji, the host's safety is more guaranteed, isn't it?"

"I know you've long wanted to give up Xuanji, the chosen one, but...but don't you also think about it? We haven't found a suitable choice yet. Why not...let the host give it a try?"

Cecilia's eyes, which were originally fixed on the teacup in her hand, suddenly fell on Ling. The intense gaze made Ling break out in a cold sweat.

Did it...did it say something wrong?

After a while, Cecilia responded lightly.

"Um."

Um?

Um!

What does this "hmm" mean?

Zero misunderstanding and confusion.

At this time, Cecilia had already stood up and walked towards the aperture. Seeing that his figure was about to disappear, Zero hurriedly chased after him.

"Master Beast God, would you please consider my suggestion?"

*

Song Jinqiao has been in a bad mood these days, and his overall condition is extremely bad.

Song Jinqiao felt as if she saw her mother at home. Her mother was very normal and said she was going to cook for her, while she was sitting in the living room playing games.