Three hundred and fortieth eight chapters add fuel to the fire
"Do you know everything?" Beads of sweat oozed from Zhou Fuhai's forehead. If Mr. Huang and Chen Tian knew about this, I believe they would spare no effort to deal with him. Two ferocious beasts tore apart a weak one.
Prey, what kind of concept is that?
"Want to negotiate terms with me?"
"Why do you say that?" Xu Wenrong leaned on his chair and gloated. Seizing someone else's excuse is always so arrogant.
"You didn't tell them about this and came to me directly. You must want to get something from me. Tell me." Zhou Fuhai saw that Xu Wenrong could not resent her for asking for help. Instead, more,
I still feel guilty, a guilt that can never be erased.
"How about I think about it again?" Xu Wenrong smiled and closed his eyes, thinking deeply.
Tong Xiaolin knew that she didn't need to stay here any longer, so she stood up and left. As soon as she took two steps, Xu Wenrong grabbed her arm.
"Is there anything else?" Tong Xiaolin stopped but did not turn around.
"Go back and tell Li Li that I, Xu Wenrong, will play with the remaining men. No other woman can or can touch me." Xu Wenrong said word by word.
"He is not your remnant, but you were kicked out by him." Tong Xiaolin's voice was cold. It is impossible for anyone else to know her identity, but how did Xu Wenrong know it? "Oh, you are so talkative.
It’s really neat, and it’s very different from your temperament.”
Xu Wenrong smiled and said: "Will your careful planning be ruined by one more me?" Tong Xiaolin shook off Xu Wenrong's hand and left with her head held high, her white high heels stepping on the ground and making a cold sound.
The sound of orders.
"Do you know her?" Zhou Fuhai asked curiously: "What is her origin?"
"You don't know?" Xu Wenrong asked, "It turns out that you have always been treated as a fool."
"Tell me the truth, I want to know."
"Then you have to thank your mother who has been away from you for many years." Xu Wenrong stood up after saying that and stared at Zhou Fuhai for a while: "When you went to Geng Dan, didn't you think about it, that bed originally belonged to you and me?
"
"This... Zhou Fuhai was shocked.
"I pretend I haven't seen this and won't tell anyone about it, but you, Zhou Fuhai, owe me one more time. If you don't tell me, it doesn't mean I want to do anything with you. It just means I want to kill you myself."
Xu Wenrong made a murderous gesture: "There are some mistakes, and even dying a hundred times won't be enough to make up for it, but you only have one life, so I have to make it all over again myself."
"I'm waiting," Zhou Fuhai said.
"I will come to get it at any time, but I still like to watch you live worse than death." Xu Wenrong paused: "Mr. Huang and Chen Tian will eventually understand the truth of the matter. If they don't want them to find out anything, they have to keep investigating.
Adding fuel to the fire, and one day they all realize that the fire has reached the point where they can no longer control it, even if they know the truth, it will not help."
"You're reminding me." Zhou Fuhai felt a little enlightened. Mr. Huang was not new to the world after all, and some things should not be kept secret for too long.
"I just don't want you to die so early." Xu Wenrong left gracefully with the four men.
Looking at her back, Zhou Fuhai was stunned for a long time and murmured: "Do you really want to kill me?"
Back in prison, Zhou Fuhai called Na Han to his office. Although he had seen the resentment between her and Guan Ning in front of him and knew that there was some kind of hidden relationship between them, Zhou Fuhai was still not sure.
What is the relationship between the two people? How can Nahan, who is arrogant and young and beautiful, submit to a man who is as old as her father and not outstanding in appearance? Or is there really any interest relationship between them?
Zhou Fuhai's thoughts were interrupted when Na Han came in. He smiled and pointed to the chair for Na Han to sit down. He walked out from behind his desk and poured two glasses of water.
"You are so anxious to find me, what's the big deal?" Nahan took the water and smiled politely at Zhou Fuhai.
"Of course I have something." Zhou Fuhai sat down, took a sip of water, and looked at Na Han.
"Don't tell me it's about work, you like authoritarianism." Nahan complained from time to time.
"It's not about work." Zhou Fuhai's expression became heavier a little bit. If he wanted to know everything, Tong Xiaolin should be a breakthrough, right?!
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