"I'm not familiar with President Mo."

Su Yiren raised her eyelids. She had a sweet face, but her eyes were like ice and snow. When people were frozen, her face was no longer sweet, but instead revealed a cold and arrogant temperament.

Everyone froze in an instant.

Su Yiren ignored her and walked straight to the car to wait for others.

Mo Jingchuan came hurriedly in a few minutes. Seeing her standing in the hot sun with a gloomy look, he asked, "Why don't you open an umbrella?"

"No need."

She said in a cold voice. After unlocking the car, she got in the car.

Mo Jingchuan frowned. Did someone provoke her?

Du He saw his president standing there with a frown in thought, and did not dare to say anything. He quietly slipped into the car to turn on the air conditioner.

A man trapped in love must have a negative IQ, right?

Mo Jingchuan thought for a while but couldn't figure out the reason. On the way, he sent a message to Du He without Su Yiren's knowledge, and demoted all the people in charge of the inspection today.

He left for a few minutes, and Su Zi became inexplicably angry.

It must be that group of people's fault.

Du He didn't dare to say anything, but just did it silently. Who told Su Zi to be President Mo's favorite now?

-

When they returned to the office, the eyes of those secretaries looked at Su Yiren differently.

She glanced at them and didn't bother to pay attention.

Xiang Tingting came over and whispered, "Su Zi, I don't know who released the surveillance video of you falling into Mr. Mo's arms at the door of the tea room. Now they all say that you have no sense of shame and are secretly colluding with Mr. Mo."

"You should say that she is a whore who is still pretending to be a saint."

Zhang Xiaodan turned her head with contempt in her eyes, "She seduced Mr. Mo and deliberately slapped him in front of others, pretending to be noble. She and the bitch...ah!"

The shrill soprano suddenly rose, startling everyone in the hall.

Zhang Xiaodan covered her nose, tears streaming down her face in pain.

A folder fell to the ground.

"What's going on?"

Yang Fang came in hurriedly with a stern face. Zhang Xiaodan burst into tears, "Secretary Yang, Su Zi hit someone!"

Zhang Xiaodan's nose was bruised, the marks were too obvious.

Yang Fang looked at Su Yiren, who had a cold face and frowned so much that she could kill a mosquito, "Do you have anything to say?"

"Yes."

Su Yiren raised her eyelids, "You have a dirty mouth, I will beat you every time I see you."

Next time, I will definitely knock out her teeth.

Zhang Xiaodan shrank her neck, her eyes full of hatred.

Yang Fang understood what she said and looked at her angrily, "Are you talking too much?" "

Everyone said that."

Zhang Xiaodan was somewhat unconvinced, "The surveillance video went viral, everyone saw her deliberately seducing President Mo at the door of the tea room, I just said a few words based on the facts, can't I say anything?"

"The company prohibits rumor-mongering."

Since it involves the president, Yang Fang's face became even uglier, "Pack up your things and leave immediately."

This idiot, can't he see that President Mo is taking good care of Su Zi?

Zhang Xiaodan wanted to argue, but the security guards had already arrived and forcibly took her away from the top floor, and Yang Fang just told Su Yiren not to do anything else, and then went to the president's office to make a report.

Mo Jingchuan only had one word: check.

It was clearly him who pulled Su Zi into his arms, yet he dared to spread rumors that Su Zi seduced him?

Are you blind?

-

Su Yiren has always been too lazy to care about such trivial matters. After returning to the apartment after work, she began to rummage through the drawers.

Sure enough, she found what she was looking for in the depths of the cabinet.

The Gatling gun had been disassembled into parts, but it did not prevent Su Yiren from skillfully assembling it. After making sure there was no problem, she disassembled and packed it again.

Then there were also bullet chains, bullets and grenades packed in rice bags, etc.

Su Yiren packed everything.

She went to the kitchen to make some food, then turned on Mira's computer and hacked into the surveillance system in the apartment. As expected, she found the people who had stopped her in the morning. They were still in the garden downstairs of the apartment building feeding mosquitoes.

Jing Yong had taken great pains to stop her.

But could he stop her?

Su Yiren sat in front of the computer, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her slender white fingers jumping on the keyboard, and continued to crack the surveillance system of Ling's house.

But it was obvious that Ling Ruya had hired good people. The perimeter surveillance was cracked one after another, but the main house was difficult to move.

Lines of profound and obscure codes floated on the screen. Su Yiren stared at them for a few seconds, and her ten fingers danced rapidly again. But within two minutes, she suddenly jumped up and unplugged the network cable.

The computer screen suddenly went black.

Damn it, they actually traced back along the network cable! It

was already dark outside the window. Su Yiren walked around in this apartment with Mira's breath for a few times, then she picked up her big bag and climbed out of the back window.

Ling Ruya killed Mianmian and Mira, and she must pay with blood!

-

The moon is at its zenith.

The lights in Ling's house are dim, just like last night.

Su Yiren hid in a big tree on the back mountain, leaning against the assembled Gatling gun.

Frowning, she carefully observed the layout of Ling's house. Ling Ruiya used to live in the room on the third floor near the back garden. She wondered if she had moved there now?

There was a rustling sound of grass and trees being trampled not far away. Su Yiren's eyes darkened and she quietly picked up the Gatling gun.

The forest was dark and the footsteps were deliberately suppressed, as if someone was surrounding them.

The distance gradually shortened, and her finger was on the trigger.

Under the dim moonlight, several figures could be seen rushing over very quickly, and then stopped not far away, as if they did not notice Su Yiren on the tree, and whispered to each other.

Su Yiren's finger on the trigger slightly relaxed, but her eyes became fierce.

These are people from the Dark Web Department, Mo Jingchuan's men.

What are they doing here?