Cui Jingyang: â...â
Cui Jingyang looked at the wound on the back of his hand, but did not feel anything abnormal.
And Seven Steps Falling...
It sounded like sheâd made it up.
Out of caution, he did not move and quietly fumbled for the phone in his trouser pocket.
âWen Di, what do you want to do?â
âAlas, Boss Cui, you know me well. Looks like youâve been studying me a lot. Have you taken a fancy on my beauty?â
Cui Jingyang: â...â
Even if you look good, I have no desire!
âHow did you get in here?â
âThe window.â Ming Shu pointed to the open window beside her and said confidently, âItâs a piece of cake.â
Cui Jingyang looked at the open window with a slightly gloomy expression. âWhat are you doing in my house?â
âI donât want to do anything, just watch the escaped prisoner.â
Escaped prisoner?
What escaped prisoner?
What nonsense is she saying?
Ming Shu observed Cui Jingyangâs expression and came to the conclusion that he should have no memory.
When the soul passed through the world door, it was ninety-nine percent likely to lose its memory.
If Cui Jingyang had his memory, then he was truly talented.
âYou came here, so what do you want?â
âWhat else do you have but your life?â
He was Hengfeng Groupâs president, what else did he have?
Cui Jingyang tried to hold off Ming Shu, waiting for his men to come up.
âMoney? Resources? The future? What do you want?â
âSorry, I donât need them.â Ming Shu got up and came out from behind the desk. âI like you more.â
Cui Jingyang: â!!!???â
Cui Jingyang interpreted that by himself and suddenly became a little confident. âYou mean, you want to be mine?â
Cui Jingyang was confident about his appearance.
Even without the title of Hengfeng Groupâs president, his good appearance could make a group of girls crazy for him.
So when Ming Shu said that, Cui Jingyang was not surprised at all.
But he didnât like her...
But at this time, he had to stabilize the situation. Who knew how the woman had come in, and if she had other means.
âWrong.â Ming Shu had already walked until she was just two meters away from him. âWhat I like, is your life.â
Cui Jingyang: â...â
Life?
She wanted his life?
Cui Jingyang was horrified. The wound on his hand was burning now.
He looked down yet saw nothing unusual.
The atmosphere in the study was weird.
âNo...â Ming Shu suddenly reached out her hand. âI canât help laughing at the X on your face.â
It was so disharmonious.
The Apocalypse Pagoda must be playing her.
Cui Jingyang: â???â
Was she crazy?
Cui Jingyang thought she must be crazy, and why hadnât his people come up!
No sooner had this thought manifested that he heard footsteps, and the bodyguards and secretary appeared in the doorway at the same time.
âBoss!â
The bodyguards poured into the study, protecting Cui Jingyang in the middle, and looked at Ming Shu covetously.
âCatch her!â
Cui Jingyang gave the order.
The bodyguards immediately rushed to Ming Shu, reaching out at the same time and trying to catch Ming Shu.
Ming Shu nimbly moved out from the circle of bodyguards. âYou bully me alone with so many of you, is that how your boss behaves?â
The bodyguards immediately surrounded her again.
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A group of people began to play the game of cat and mouse in the study.
With so many bodyguards, they couldnât even catch one young girl.
Cui Jingyangâs face darkened. âGo get her! Havenât you eaten enough! You canât even handle a woman!â
The bodyguards: â...â
This woman was like an eel.
They just couldnât touch her.
Ming Shu had enough fun. She stepped on the chair and jumped onto the table. âYou are showing off your bodyguards! Iâll let you taste my meteor punch...â
Boom!
The room was suddenly filled with smoke and the bodyguards were unprepared, choking and crying.
Didnât she say the meteor punch?
Why did it become a tear gas!
The bodyguards could not tell which way to go, only feeling that something was passing by them, but they really could not tell the direction when they were so tearful.
Ming Shu was now standing in front of Cui Jingyang, holding up an odd golden stone.
Cui Jingyang also could not stop his tears. He heard the girlâs murmur.
âHow can I collect this thing? Should I kill him? No no no... I donât kill people.â
Cui Jingyang: â!!!â
It seems I should place this thing between his eyebrows?
Ming Shu put the golden stone near Cui Jingyang between his eyebrows.
...Yet there was no reaction.
No?
Do I really need to kill him?
Poop-picker, the Apocalypse Pagoda said you need to wait for when heâll come to his own lifeâs end.
Little Beastie couldnât help but remind its poop-picker.
Did she really listen to the pagoda back then?
âOh.â Why is it so troublesome?
Iâd rather beat him up first.
...
Ming Shu came out of villa over the wall and looked up to see Liang Che standing on the other side.
âYoung brother.â
Ming Shu walked across the road and rushed over.
Liang Che was rushed upon. The girlâs petite, soft body stuck to his, and Liang Che heard his own heartbeat speeding up.
How come she...
Liang Che didnât know where to put his hands and feet for a time.
âYouâre waiting for me here?â Ming Shu looked up at him.
In the weak light, Liang Che could only see her outline.
Liang Che said with a little difficulty, â...I was just passing by.â
He was determined to leave her alone.
But when he saw her just now, he could not help but follow.
âCan you let me go first?â
âWhat a coincidence that you can pass by every time.â Ming Shu let go of him and steadied herself. âIt seems that Iâve really passed my prime. No paparazzi even want to follow me.â
Liang Che felt a little guilty when hearing that he could pass by every time.
But the last sentence...
He frowned and picked up the topic. âItâs not a good thing to be followed. Not being followed is good.â
âWhy donât you follow and photograph me?â
â...â
Ming Shu heard some noises coming from the villa. She grabbed Liang Cheâs hand incidentally and led him in the opposite direction.
Liang Che wanted to ask why she came out by climbing over the wall.
But as soon as she took his hand, he forgot everything.
After they left the villa area and walked to the street, Liang Che returned to himself.
He struggled slightly. âMiss Wen, please let me go.â
âOh.â
Okay.
The warmth was gone, but the delicate touch still seemed to linger in his palm.
Liang Che pursed his lips.
You are such an obedient girl!
At this time of night, there were few people, so Ming Shu walked on the street freely.
Liang Che was a little behind her, stepping on her shadow.
âWhat were you doing in Cui Jingyangâs villa?â He heard the clamor.
She went in and out over the wall.
He had been following her.
âI was trying to kill him.â
Liang Che: â!!!â
He caught up with Ming Shu. âDid he... bully you?â
Ming Shu: â???â
It should be that I bullied him, how did he bully me?
Seeing Ming Shuâs suspicious gaze, Liang Che was aware that heâd been a little too nervous just now.
âI mean, why did you want to kill him...â Wait... Kill him?!
âMiss Wen, itâs against the law to kill!â
âThatâs why I didnât kill him.â Innocence rose on Ming Shuâs face.