Qian Qianqian had just finished cursing the four words "cut off children and grandchildren". After receiving Shi Jing's slow "reminder", she immediately put back all the words she wanted to curse in her heart.
"Ahem..."
As if she had been caught, Qian Qianqian choked on her own saliva and started coughing non-stop.
Her pink little face turned red from the sudden cough.
Seeing her like this, Shi Jing raised his eyebrows with some satisfaction, casually put the cigarette into the ashtray, looked at Qian Qianqian lazily, and smiled elegantly.
"What do you want?"
After finally stopping his coughing, Qian Qianqian reluctantly glanced sideways at Shi Jing and asked.
"Oh, I didn't think about anything. I just wanted to tell Miss Qian that you left something at my place last time."
The elegant smile had a somewhat sinister aura at this time, and he stood up from the large leather swivel chair.
He put his hands in his pockets and walked leisurely to a corner of the office.
He picked up the donation box placed in the corner and walked slowly towards Qian Qianqian.
She was obviously smiling, but Qian Qianqian looked at her like a ghost, as if he wanted to devour her completely.
If devils can be considered to belong to the category of gods, then Shi Jing is the number one god in the devil world.
Just looking at his smile, Qian Qianqian felt as if Shi Jing would eat her up at any time.
Especially when she saw the donation box in Shi Jing's hand, all her nerves were aroused.
this.
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Isn't this the "murder weapon" she used to smash the ZA8888?
He stayed at the scene of the crime and was brought back by the devil.
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Qian Qianqian's originally startled dark eyes gradually turned into sadness at this moment.
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indeed.
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Very sad.
She could even imagine what her future life would be like in an era filled with biohazards.
Looking at the donation box, she swallowed her saliva, and immediately showed a dog-legged smile to the mirror in a conscious manner.
"Haha, it turns out this box is here. Why can't I find it when I go back?"
Qian Qianqian swore that the total amount of lies she had told in her life was not as high as it was now.
But there is no way. If you are facing a devil, then at least your level must be raised to the same level as him.
Even though their grades are quite different to a certain extent.
She took the donation box back from Shi Jing's hand with a look of shamelessness and smiled flatteringly.
"Thank you, Mr. Shi, I...I'll take it back right away."
He turned around and immediately rushed out the door at a speed of 100 meters per hour.
"Did I tell you to leave?"
Behind him, Shi Jing's faint voice came faintly, successfully making Qian Qianqian stop in his tracks.
She knew in her heart that this big devil would never let her go so easily.
Gritting her teeth, she gave up.
Turning around, his clear black and white eyes stared at Shi Jing's smiling face with a look of death, and he said, "What on earth did you ask me to do?"
Seeing her asking, Shi Jing raised his eyebrows with a faint smile, stretched out his long arm, took the receipts that the finance department had just sent over from the table, walked over to Qian Qianqian and stood in front of him.
He flicked the papers in his hand gently with his fingers and handed them to Qian Qianqian.