"Boss, boss --" the vice captain looked at Qian Yikun in a daze and knocked directly on the table.

Qian Yikun recovered and closed his mailbox: "OK, tell them to go back and have a rest. We'll check tomorrow."

The deputy team nodded, turned and left Qian Yikun's office.

Qian Yikun watched the vice team leave and leaned directly on the back of the chair. Many people were offended, but the nerves of those people she offended were all solar tubes. She would not use such a serial means.

So you can exclude those people.

But is it just coming back? Who can you offend?

Ding Haobei's hands-on ability is just like that. Qian Yikun doesn't think he has that ability. Ding Jiaqi is also the same. He is not the opponent of Murphy at all.

Qian Yikun thought, still feel uneasy, so directly took his clothes up, or decided to go there.

When Qian Yikun arrived at his home, it was already 12 p.m., and the Ding family was already in darkness. Qian Yikun thought about it, but did not disturb the Ding family, so he went directly through the window.

Qian Yikun just went in and was attacked by Murphy. Qian Yikun took a few moves and directly pulled the person into his arms. "It's me."

His voice was low, but Murphy immediately retracted the action of hitting his backhand elbow on his chest.

"What kind of thief in the middle of the night?" Could it be that he was let go and finally looked back at the comer.

Qian Yikun rubbed the shoulder hit by her, "don't worry about you."

Qian Yikun finished, did not sweep his footwall directly, Qian Yikun conditionally jumped up and hid in the past.

After hiding, Qian Yikun directly sits beside the bed and pulls Murphy to her lap. She is wearing silk pajamas and feels slippery, but Qian Yikun's goal is not here.

"Hello --" did you reach out and hold down the hand he put on his leg with a slightly cold hand outside? "Come to play hooligans in the middle of the night?"

Qian Yikun was buried on her shoulder and her smile was shaking.

Qian Yikun's hand was pressed by her, and he didn't continue to go up, "I want to tell you something. Today's dead just sent Ding Junqi's news two days ago. Do you know what it means?"

Don't you frown.

Qian Yikun raised his hand around her waist and touched her head, which he couldn't understand.

"Your family has been set up." Qian Yikun said, pinching her face, and was waved away by Murphy with disgust.

"Don't tease me." Can't you stare at him and squeeze Qian Yikun's chin with your backhand, "can't you people come straight?"

"For example, fight directly?"

"That's right!"

Could it be that Qian Yikun's hand fell directly on her buttocks and slapped her in the place with the most meat.

"Ah --" is it not anger, directly pressing Qian Yikun to lie on the bed, "looking for death?"

Qian Yikun is lying on the bed with his soft body. He is very satisfied with this way.

"Remember what I said, this is not your world. If you act in an emotional way, you will be in a more passive place." Qian Yikun buckled her waist and didn't let her move.

"Why are you in such trouble?" Is it not frowning, obviously unhappy.

Qian Yikun reached out and pinched her chin. "When you have to deal with the Ding family, you should know that you need to use your brain, not force."

Could it be that his brow was frowned into a knot in one's heart.

"Let me know who did it. I'll kill him." Murphy said with a little cruelty, as if he had found the murderer.