Di Junlan was studying new recipes when the door opened and two people entered. Looking into the kitchen, he saw Bai Lingzi, who had returned.
It seems my cousin has already apologized to the other person. Mr. Bai is a good person, straightforward, and speaks his mind directly. He is a generous person and will talk to me directly about anything. I like being around people like that.
No wonder my sister asked Mr. Bai to come and keep him company.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Bai."
The person left in anger in the morning and was brought back in the afternoon.
Bai Lingzi looked at him, especially at the apron he was wearing, and walked straight up to him, asking, "What delicious food are you making?"
Di Junlan: "Some home-style dishes."
His gaze then fell on Gu Chengze behind him. "I'm sorry about this morning."
Bai Lingzi rubbed his head, "It's okay, this has nothing to do with you, it's some people..."
Gu Chengze: "..."
On one side, everyone is having a good time, while on the other side...
As soon as Murong Jin entered the office, she quickly took two steps back. Then she saw the shattered glass window; someone had jumped in from outside…
Murong Jin tilted her head, a murderous glint in her eyes, as she looked at the assassins surrounding her.
A sexy woman wearing a mask looked at Murong Jin, who was standing opposite her, and said, "Jin, you should go back."
Murong Jin fiddled with her fingers and only said one sentence, "He's not dead?"
The woman glanced at her. "The boss won't die so easily."
"You should go back and atone for your sins."
"Atonement?" The voice was cold. "What crime have I committed?"
"If you leave here, I can pretend nothing happened."
"If you still want to continue your mission... then don't blame me for being impolite."
Looking at the coldness in Murong Jin's eyes, the woman felt a sudden chill run through her body.
"you……"
"Why waste words with her? The boss said to take her back; she's a traitor."
"As long as she's not dead, grab her!"
Murong Jin didn't move. Watching those people rush towards her, she curled her lips into a smile. "Stubborn fools."
With a bang, everyone's bodies were suddenly gripped, their eyes wide open, unable to move, frozen in place, watching Murong Jin step by step in her high heels and sit down in the office chair.
The transparent threads had already activated the mechanism as they rushed over.
Murong Jin poured herself a cup of tea, blew on the steam, and then took a sip.
"Jin!"
Murong Jin put down her teacup. "Didn't I say that if you leave obediently, I might spare your lives?"
"Since that's the case, I don't need to think about the friendship we had over the years."
The woman opened her mouth, "You..." Then she asked her, "When did you start planning to kill the boss?"
Murong Jin tilted her head, propped it up with her hand, and looked languid. "Plan?"
"The moment I left Killer Island, I was thinking about how to kill him."
13 years old.
Did Jin start this plan when she was 13 years old?
"you……"
"I've never had much of a sense of morality, and what I hate most is when others try to put me below them in every way."
"I was not born to play a supporting role. Others may outwardly comply with my wishes but inwardly disagree with me, but no one will tell me what to do."
With a smirk and an icy tone, she said, "I've been raising quite a few man-eating sharks lately. Want to go play with them?"
The woman's face was filled with fear. "You...you want to kill us?"
"otherwise?"
Murong Jin stood up, walked up to her, and lightly traced a line across her face with her finger. "So you can save yourselves to kill me next time?"
Fear filled their minds and bodies, making them look terrified with wide-open eyes. Murong Jin couldn't help but laugh inwardly.
Humans are all afraid of death, without exception.
You can only understand someone else's situation by experiencing it yourself.
Are you scared?
Are you trembling?
What does it have to do with her? They want to kill her, so if she wants to kill them, isn't that just giving them a taste of their own medicine?
Does it mean I'm in the wrong once the roles are reversed?
The moment Murong Jin turned to leave, a group of men in black entered through the door and stood in front of him. "Boss."
"It's solved; not a single one was left alive."
A woman's heart-wrenching voice came from behind, "For the sake of our years as colleagues..."
After leaving the office, Murong Jin went downstairs. She couldn't hear what those people were saying, or what they were trying to beg for mercy.
Even if she heard it, she still wouldn't show any mercy.
Everywhere she went, brand-new security measures were deployed.
You want to kill her?
It's difficult~~
"Boss."
After Murong Jin went inside, the phone was handed to her.
I miss her little darling a bit; I wonder how he's doing lately.
She needs to quickly finish things here so she can go back and make new medicine for her fiancé.
...
When Linglan returned home, she saw a group of people sitting in the lobby.
Are they preparing to put him on trial?
That's fun.
"You unfilial son, kneel down..."
Linglan stood there, motionless, a cold smile always on her lips. "Grandpa, you're making me kneel down as soon as I get back? Are you trying to put me on trial?"
"And yet, I haven't done anything, and I'm being put on trial?"
"When did Microcard become so prone to making a mountain out of a molehill?"
"You killed the Third Elder. Is this a trivial matter?"
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