It's crystal clear who Cao was referring to as the "little wench."
The person on the other end of the phone had indeed been lusting after her for a long time. When he heard Cao say this, he couldn't stop laughing, and his lewd laughter came through the receiver to Cao's ears.
"Mr. Cao, rest assured, I will definitely do a good job and will not let you down."
Cao: "Then I'll have to trouble you."
After the person on the other end of the phone repeatedly agreed, Cao hung up the phone.
At this moment, a man in a suit and tie walked in and bowed respectfully to Mr. Cao. "Chairman, your wife has been calling you, but you haven't answered. So she called the secretary's office. Would you like her to transfer the call to you?"
Cao knew exactly what his wife wanted to do on the phone. He tightened his grip at his side, then gritted his teeth and said, "Tell her I'm not here."
"Yes, Chairman."
…
Just as netizens were digesting this shocking gossip, Director Xia suddenly seemed to be possessed, his body tilted back and he fell to the ground, convulsing, his eyes rolling back.
Anyone looking at it would know that things were likely to turn out badly.
In fact, Director Xia was indeed in grave danger. If Wan Jiao had made a move even half a minute later, he would have been dead without a doubt.
Fortunately... Wan Jiao reacted quickly and immediately used her spiritual power to seal several of Director Xia's major acupoints, and used a powerful modified version of the Soul-Fixing Talisman to fix his soul, which was about to leave his body at any time, inside his body.
"Sister Fenfei, give me a drop of your blood."
Wan Jiao was straightforward, leaving Lu Fenfei utterly surprised. She gasped in astonishment, instinctively asking, "What can my blood do?"
Wan Jiao: "Save Director Xia's life!"
Lu Fenfei: "..."
Is a single drop of blood really that powerful?
The onlookers at the scene and the viewers in the live stream: ???
Ah, this...
Even if Lu Fenfei's drop of blood could really save Director Xia's life, but... is that something we can say directly?
Wan Jiao waited for two or three seconds but Lu Fenfei did not make any move. She urged in a low voice, "Sister Fenfei, this is a matter of life and death."
Lu Fenfei was brought back to her senses and subconsciously put her finger between her lips and teeth to bite it, only to find that what was shown in TV dramas was all a lie; human skin doesn't seem to break so easily when bitten.
She lowered her fingers, frowned, and was about to say something when Wan Jiao grabbed her wrist and then used her spiritual power to create a blade, causing blood to seep from the tips of Lu Fenfei's fair fingers.
Without saying a word, Wan Jiao took Lu Fenfei's hand and placed it to Xia Dao's lips, using her spiritual power as a guide... As a drop of blood from Lu Fenfei, a woman born in a yang year, yang month, yang day, and yang hour, flowed down Xia Dao's lips and into his teeth (the plot is fictional, and we strongly oppose drinking human blood), Xia Dao's complexion visibly improved, and he looked very peaceful and calm, as if he were asleep.
Looking at Lu Fenfei's fingertips, Wan Jiao had already used her spiritual power to heal her wounds without her noticing. Honestly, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say she'd never been injured before!
Wan Jiao knew this was a live broadcast. After Director Xia was out of danger, she looked in the direction of the camera and her red lips moved slightly: "As long as I'm here, no one can take Director Xia's life away."
It goes without saying who she was talking to.
At that moment, inside the expensive villa in the scenic area that Cao had purchased, a middle-aged man with a mustache coughed up a mouthful of blood as he heard Wan Jiao's words. He practically spat out a curse through clenched teeth, "@#￥%……\u0026*……"
It's awful to listen to; it's the kind that gets censored immediately!
After cursing and swearing, he took out his phone and made a call. "Master, I'm in trouble. I hope you can help me."
The middle-aged man's master said something, his tone gradually rising, "Master, do you know that woman who calls herself the Late Half-Immortal?"
"Alright, disciple understands."
After ending the call, the middle-aged man got up and went to the basement of the villa, where he met Fu Ting, the top actress who had committed suicide by jumping off a building, in a very luxurious room.
Although Fu Ting was a spirit, the middle-aged man kept her in special objects because Cao Moumou wanted to come and have sex with her at any time.
Compared to when she was alive, Fu Ting is now even more radiant and beautiful.
Absolutely stunning!
The middle-aged man stared at Fu Ting with infatuation, his hands clasped in front of his chest, gently caressing her. "I've been craving you for so long, and today I can finally have my wish."
"Little one, be good and cooperate with me later, and you'll suffer less..."
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