Chapter 60: Don't move, it's like, these methods, in Qi...
It seemed that these methods were not even appetizers in Qi Hanmu's eyes.
"ah!"
Although Mr. Sun is not delicate, he is the president of a group after all. He has never suffered such a loss. He has a part-time worker and a wife at home. He has never done any work, so how could he have suffered such hardship?
The pain was so severe that cold sweat broke out immediately.
Unfortunately, the cold sweat couldn't save him, it only made the pain in his body more obvious.
The moment the cigarette butt left his clothes, Mr. Sun's eyes changed when he looked at Qi Hanmu, from the initial uneasiness to the fear now.
With a thud, Mr. Sun's calves trembled as he knelt down. "Third Master, please give me a quick death."
“Ahem…”
Qi Hanmu raised his hand and placed the extinguished cigar in the ashtray. The smoke slowly circled around Qi Hanmu, making the man's eyebrows and eyes look like a picturesque picture.
If you put his behavior aside.
In Mr. Sun's eyes, Qi Hanmu was no different from a Shura in hell.
After all, what normal person would send someone to bring him here when he just woke up, without saying a word, and now do such a thing?
Luo Miao, standing beside him, coughed, as if unable to bear it any longer. He hinted, "Boss Sun, the Third Master is a very reasonable person. If you have the time to beg for mercy, why not think about what you've done recently?"
Qi Hanmu's deep eyes swept over Mr. Sun, and his gaze was no different from looking at the garbage floating on the street.
He is very patient.
But thinking that Xia Yiqing might go to the hospital to visit, and he might miss her if he delayed, he was kind enough to point out a clear way, "Last night, Quanshanju."
Qi Hanmu has excellent bone structure, deep eyebrows and eyes, and slightly inward-turned double eyelids, which make his phoenix eyes look even more mysterious and inviolable.
He actually has a distinctly feminine appearance.
She had a blessed face, but due to the years of wasting time, all her youthfulness had been wiped out. Her eyes swept across with a heavy gaze, which only made people feel oppressed and sweat on their foreheads, so they dared not look directly at that face, which was too beautiful for a man.
Mr. Sun suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. In the blink of an eye, he went over what he had done last night, but he didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.
"Third Master, I really don't understand."
Although he felt that he was not wrong, Mr. Sun felt that his legs no longer belonged to him. His legs were heavy as he knelt on the ground, his knees were cold, but he just couldn't get up. It was the pressure from the person in front of him.
"I'm telling you clearly, why don't you understand?" Luo Miao walked forward, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.
"You, why did you have to mess with the Third Master's wife when you could mess with anyone else? Aren't you asking for trouble?"
Mr. Sun's pupils suddenly shrank, his body swayed, and he almost fell off his knees. "Third Master's wife?"
Rumor has it that the Third Master married someone three years ago. Only the upper class knows who the person was. People in the lower class like them have no access to that person.
Thinking of the woman he met at Quanshanju last night, Mr. Sun broke out in a cold sweat.
His thick lips moved, and he wanted to argue that he had given the contract to Xia Yiqing, but when he saw the man's cold and dark eyes, he didn't dare to argue for himself.
A wave of fear surged into his heart, every pore was dilating violently because of fear, and Mr. Sun's ears were filled with the sound of his heartbeat.
It's over.
It's all over.
Last night, when he was discussing cooperation with the Third Master's wife, he actually mentioned, intentionally or unintentionally, that he wanted the little beauty to be with him.
His heart contracted violently, and Mr. Sun's face suddenly turned pale, and his lips also turned pale.
He just knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.
Why doesn't he understand one thing: beauties are like roses, they all have thorns. If they look gentle but show a bad temper from time to time, there must be a ferocious beast lurking behind them.
Mr. Sun wished he could gouge out his eyes.
He had eyes, but they were blind and he didn't recognize Xia Yiqing's specialness.
"Third Master, Third Master, I know I was wrong. You can do whatever you want to me, but my parents are old and my child is only five or six years old. Please have mercy on them and let them go."
Mr. Sun knocked his head against the wall so hard that his intestines were pounding with regret. He wished he could go back to last night and give himself two big slaps for his lustful thoughts.
At the same time, he was sweating profusely, his silk pajamas were wrinkled and soaked with sweat.
Qi Hanmu did not speak immediately, but slowly leaned back in his chair with his eyes half closed.
The pale light was divided by the man's tall nose and shone on Qi Hanmu's bloodless face. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether the light was darker or the man's eyes were colder.
"If you offend someone, you must take responsibility." After Mr. Sun suffered for a long time and kowtowed no less than thirty or forty times, Qi Hanmu finally opened his thin lips.
"Mr. Sun should understand this."
"It's all my fault for disturbing the Madam." Mr. Sun took a deep breath and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.
"I'll make the decision on all contracts for this quarter. Your wife will be the one to sign them, and she'll take the lion's share."
Qi Hanmu raised his eyelids slightly, bent his bony fingers, and tapped the armrest rhythmically.
Mr. Sun rolled his eyes, feeling that he had done his best, and immediately began to stand up tremblingly.
The smile on his lips had barely lasted a few seconds when Luo Miao sneered, "Mr. Sun, this apology is a bit too insincere, isn't it?"
Mr. Sun, who had just stood up halfway, began to tremble, and his body swayed, about to fall down again.
This is not enough, what else can we do?
However, seeing the man's pair of cold, inorganic eyes, Mr. Sun was shocked.
The words passed down by word of mouth in the circle came to my ears at this time.
In Jiangcheng, no one can reason with San Ye. San Ye is the man who has the final say in Jiangcheng.
In fact, when Mr. Sun saw the thin and resolute young man in front of him, his first reaction was that he was good-looking. However, when he knew that the man in front of him was Mr. Qi Sanye from Jiangcheng, all those little thoughts disappeared.
The Third Master is a ruthless man who doesn't talk much. He is a real tough guy.
In Jiangcheng, the Third Master is the king.
Mr. Sun's knees were completely weak, his face was pale, and he looked like a puppet with all the energy drained out, only the corners of his mouth were still mumbling.
"Third Master, please show me the way."
Similar to Xia Yiqing's negotiation at the Xia Corporation, half an hour later, Mr. Sun staggered out and was helped out by a bodyguard kindly from Luo Miao.
"Boss Sun, you won't tell anyone about this, right? After all, it won't be good for your reputation."
Luo Miao had a smile on his face, and he didn't look threatening at all.
Mr. Sun's hair had already been soaked with cold sweat, and strands of it stuck to his forehead, looking inexplicably disgusting, like a fly flying out of a sewer.
"I dare not," he took the coat handed by the bodyguard, covered the area burned by the cigar, and then tightened it, forcing a sad smile.
"Thank you, Third Master, for giving me this opportunity. I will not tell anyone about what happened here today. Please rest assured, Third Master and Secretary Luo."
Luo Miao saw Mr. Sun off. As soon as he reached the outside of the box, he heard bursts of suppressed coughing from inside.
The coughing sound was not continuous, but one cough, and after three or four seconds, another slow cough came out. It was obviously not a heart-wrenching sound, but someone was deliberately controlling it.
Thinking that their third master had asthma, Luo Miao suddenly became uneasy, pushed open the door, and ran inside.
He kept walking while shouting, "Third Master, hold on, the medicine is here!"
When Luo Miao hurriedly took the medicine and strode over, he saw Qi Hanmu leaning on the sofa, his jaw stretched into a sharp arc, and when he opened his eyelids, his dark eyes were so cold that it was frightening.
Luo Miao stopped in his tracks, his face hesitant.
Qi Hanmu said softly, "Don't move." Then, Qi Hanmu put one hand on Luo Miao's shoulder and used his fingertips to pull himself up from the sofa.
Unlike his usual smooth movements, Qi Hanmu's movements were obviously laborious.
The moment he stood up, his body inevitably froze and swayed again, with such a large amplitude that he almost fell back.
"Third Master!" Luo Miao's eyes were bloodshot.
The man with pale lips and slightly red cheeks waved his hands, took a deep breath, put his hands on Luo Miao's shoulders, stood still, and exhaled slowly.
"Return to Qi's."
"Third Master, what if Madam comes to see you in the hospital?"
After saying this, Luo Miao realized that he had said too much. A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, and his armpits and back were soaked.
Qi Hanmu lowered his eyes, and with his slender, bony fingers he took out his cell phone from his inner pocket. His eyes cast a casual gaze, making it difficult to understand his attitude.
There is no news about Xia Yiqing.
The man pursed his lips slightly and bent his knuckles, which trembled slightly, so little that it was hardly noticeable.
Luo Miao, who was standing next to him, had even thought about his own affairs after his death during the ten seconds of Qi Hanmu's silence, but he only heard the cold voice of the Third Master.
"Won't."
She didn't even want to see him, so how could she come here suddenly at this time?
Luo Miao still wanted to fight for Xia Yiqing, "Third Master, maybe Madam doesn't care about you as much as you think."
The trembling ending tone and Qi Hanmu's cold eyes came at the same time. Luo Miao tilted his neck back, raised both hands, one on the left and one on the right to cover his mouth, and the smile in his eyes became embarrassed.
"You'd better remember who you belong to."
It was a gentle knock.
Luo Miao's clothes were not very dry to begin with, and his back got wet again.
"Third Master, I..."
Qi Hanmu raised a hand, his eyes calm, and stopped Luo Miao from talking.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and there was a smile in his eyes, "I know you want to protect her."
He wants to too.
Nothing that happened around Xia Yiqing escaped his eyes.
Xia Yiqing never told him about the things that happened, such as being suppressed by her biological father, being demoted, and encountering malicious partners at Quanshan T Residence.
Although the two of them were starting over, they were even less familiar with each other than strangers.
never mind.
Qi Hanmu pressed his chest with his left hand and pursed his pale lips. It was already good enough that she could give him a chance to start over. She couldn't ask for more.
But the bloody smell between the lips and teeth was completely uncontrollable and spread freely to the outside. The passing of life had gone from being subtle to being visible.
“Ahem…”
Even though he had raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, a trace of bright red still overflowed from Qi Hanmu's knuckles, leaving a winding red line on his cold white skin, like red plum blossoms blooming in the snow.
It is beautiful, but also breathtaking.
Affected by emotions, his already restless heart began to beat even more violently, as if it was burning out its last bit of energy.
Just as the view was about to dim, the man's sharp eyes swept across a figure in the corner and froze.
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