"Yeah," Mo Jingchuan didn't ask much about Ling Ruya.

Su Yiren didn't mention it either.

The principle of maintaining harmony is not to mention things that can irritate each other.

After Ling Ruifeng hung up the phone, he sent a message to Ling Ruya asking her to meet at the gate and go back together, but Ling Ruya replied coldly with four words: [I'm home.]

Although the compliments sounded nice, she was his ex-wife and had no connection with Mo Jingchuan, so many people looked at her strangely.

So she left early.

Ling Ruifeng stared at those words, and he didn't have the energy to get angry, so he drove back to the unit.

If she didn't want to invite him, then don't invite him, as long as she went home.

At that time, Ling Ruiya was already sitting in the living room of the Ling residence, staring at Song Jian who was kneeling on the ground with a gloomy look in her eyes. After a long time, she finally said, "Your life with Su Yiren is pretty good, right?"

Her face was pale and rosy, and her double chin was protruding.

Moreover, Su Yiren clearly said that he was dead, but now Song Jian appeared alive in front of her!

That jerk dared to lie to her!

"It's, it's okay..."

Song Jian shrank back, his face looked a little pale because of fear. He originally thought that Su Yiren was going to let him go, but who knew that she actually put him in the Ling residence? If he

fell into Ling Ruiya's hands, would he still have a way to survive?

"You seem very afraid of me?"

Ling Ruya looked at his shrinking and terrified look, and suddenly she laughed softly, "Ajian, you were not like this before, have you done something to let me down?"

"No! Absolutely not!"

Song Jian jumped up like a frightened rabbit, and after realizing that he had overreacted, he immediately knelt down at Ling Ruya's feet to show his loyalty, "Yaya, I really didn't betray you!"

I just told you some facts after knowing your true face.

"Oh? Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Song Jian nodded like a garlic, his eyes flickering, and began to make up a story, "They let me go because they wanted me to be a double spy, and told them after getting information from you. I pretended to be obedient, and that's how I escaped from their hands." "

Then why are you so well-behaved?"

Ling Ruya looked at his double chins with interest, "Is this also part of pretending to be obedient?"

"It was a good fight at the beginning."

Song Jian lifted his shirt quickly, and sure enough, there were crisscrossing scars on his chest and back. When he saw Ling Ruiya frowning slightly, he immediately struck while the iron was hot and choked up: "Yaya, I still want to see you alive, I want to see you again, so I pretended to obey Su Yiren's words, but I definitely didn't betray you!"

He didn't believe that Su Yiren would be stupid enough to tell Ling Ruiya that she had revealed Ling Ruiya's secret?

As long as she didn't say it, he wouldn't be exposed.

After gaining Ling Ruiya's trust, he quietly ran away to find a way to survive.

"But I still don't believe it."

Ling Ruiya leaned back on the sofa, her legs crossed on the coffee table, and her expression was somewhat meaningful.

Su Yiren told her that Song Jian was dead.

Since he was already dead, why did he come to see her alive?

Did he want to see if she dared to use it?

Seeing this, Song Jian immediately moved his knees and knelt over, massaging her legs attentively, and said with great sorrow: "I know that doing this will make you suspicious of me, Yaya. You tell me what to do, and I will do it, okay?"

He originally thought that he was going to die.

But suddenly he didn't have to die, so why didn't he want to live well?

Since Ling Ruiya never treated him as a human being, he would find an opportunity to completely break away from Ling Ruiya, and then find a beautiful wife to have children, and be free and easy, wouldn't it be great?

"Okay," Ling Ruiya said coldly, "If you blow up the Mo family for me, I will believe you."

"Ah?" Song Jian was a little confused.

But seeing that Ling Ruiya was about to laugh, with her cheeks trembling slightly, he quickly said, "I'm not saying that the mission is impossible, but I'm small and weak. If I fight alone, how can I blow up the Mo family?"

"Then blow up what you can."

Ling Ruiya chuckled, like a cock-crowned snake in the dark night, poisonous and evil, "Randomly draw a lucky person and blow her up for me."

Song Jian got goosebumps from laughing.

In the past, Ling Ruiya was gentle and weak in front of him and those subordinates, and never so evil.

And the lucky ones are randomly picked...

He shuddered with fear and discussed carefully: "Yaya, they say that every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor, otherwise I'd better go directly to Su Yiren..."

"Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Ling Ruya suddenly looking over, with even more evil in her eyes, "I'll pick a suitable target for you."

As she spoke, she waved at Song Jian, and after he leaned over to her ear, she whispered a few words, which made Song Jian pale and shook his head in panic, "Yaya, no, no..."

"Are you bargaining with me?"

Ling Ruiya, who was smiling just now, suddenly turned gloomy and kicked Song Jian to the ground. "I tell you! I, Ling Ruiya, am not a junk collector. You either do it or die!"

In an instant, the face that was still a little purple suddenly bared its fangs and claws, ferocious like a demon, and the eyes were filled with resentful light, as if it wanted to devour someone.

Song Jian, who was kicked over, suddenly met such eyes and was shocked to forget the pain in his heart.

Ling Ruiya, why is she like a devil crawling out of hell?