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In one breath, Dujane asked a lot of questions, but the only answer she got was, "You don't need to know everything about her."

"But …"

"Your job is just to break them apart, so don't let them get together. As for the rest, you don't have to do it, and only a fool would go and fight with her. " Firstly, she couldn't beat Lan Xinyue, and secondly, she beat Lan Xinyue. This only made her situation more passive as it turned from dark to bright.

Leng Mubai loved Lan Xinyue. Even if she was his fiancee, his title wouldn't be biased against her. It would only be biased towards Lan Xinyue, and would only allow him to gather the power in his hands and expand his power even faster. Furthermore, she had beaten Lan Xinyue, so she could only be more vigilant and shrewd in her survival.

"She hit me. She teamed up with Miao Qin to deal with me. I can't take this lying down …"

"If you can't swallow it, take a knife and commit suicide. If you die, you die and you swallow all of it. Du Yating, I am not the one who attacked you. You and Lan Xinyue are not on the same level, regardless of skill or IQ. If you want to win against her, you can only play dirty tricks. " The male voice on the other end was low and deep like ink, deeply displeased.

When he got to know Du Yating, he did not know that Leng Mubai was Lan Xinyue's man. He only knew that it would be more convenient to get close to Lan Xinyue while nurturing a woman by his side. When she had set off, he had repeatedly reminded her not to have a clear attitude and not to become enemies with Lan Xinyue. Only by trying to please her would he have the opportunity to separate them.

However, without any thoughts, she would be stupid to this extent. It seemed that when using women, one could not use this kind of proud and arrogant woman. One still had to use …

Just as he was deep in thought, Dujane's angry voice rang out again, "I've played a dirty trick, but she doesn't care at all. Her skin is thicker than the corner of the city wall. Boss, I don't understand. You wanted Leng Mubai to go bankrupt and Lan Xinyue to die, so why didn't you directly confirm their relationship and kill Lan Xinyue? "

He had shot Lan Xinyue, and Leng Mubai was hers. Moreover, if he wanted to make Leng Mubai lose his status, then this auction's photos would be a very good opportunity to suppress him. She did not understand why her boss would use the simplest method and even go back and forth, causing her to be unable to obtain Leng Mubai and even causing her to lose a hand.

Of course, the boss wouldn't tell her that Lan Xinyue had a lot of experts protecting her, and he wouldn't tell her that Leng Mubai was short on money, but Bao Xiao had money, and Little Jie didn't have money, but the boss behind Little Jie had a lot of money. With a flick of a finger, he could give Leng Mubai a hundred billion yuan.

Therefore, financial suppression was an impossibility. The only thing he could do was to split the two of them and prevent them from joining hands to fight!

"DuYating, the thing Leng Mubai wants is in my hands, and only I can give it to you. If you don't have the things I gave you, do you think Leng Mubai will still treat you well? Don't force me to cancel the collaboration, you're not the only one under my command. So, obediently listen to me, and do whatever I tell you to do. As for the rest, you don't have to worry about it, I have my own arrangements. " The voice on the other end of the phone was so cold that the temperature had dropped.

There were plenty of people who didn't want to, so they didn't dare say anything. If their boss cancelled their cooperation, what else could she use to tempt Leng Mubai?

After hanging up, Dujardin drove to the hospital to reconnect the bones while the man left the dark basement and returned to the first floor.

She was sitting on the sofa in front of the french windows on the first floor, reading a book. Her delicate figure, jet-black hair, and snow-white skin were reflected in the sunlight. She was as beautiful as a crystal doll.

She did not notice that she was concentrating on flipping through the pages of the magazine in her hands. She liked to read magazines. She liked the colors on them. They were like sweet candies or a fireplace full of flames. They always gave her a feeling of fullness and warmth.

"Why do you always like to see these? You are not a child, you should not be infatuated with these things, you should have bigger dreams. " As if she liked it, she touched the chocolates on the picture again, and her eyes were still childish. Men don't like these things, she thought, frowning at the dark top of her head.

Whether it was a man's disliking or a man's dark voice, the woman was obviously smart and recovered from the silence. She quickly closed the magazine and placed it at the bottom of a stack of magazines on her left hand. Then she busily took out the first magazine and opened it.

Military weapons, his favorite weapon. She lowered her head and looked at them intently. What guns, what distances, what advantages …

The man shook his head helplessly. This woman was not much smarter than Du Yating. She dared to cheat in front of him. However, her appearance seemed to be less arrogant and more weak than Du Yating, which could arouse the affection of others.

"Red clothes." The man suddenly shouted.

The woman in red shuddered again and lowered her head even lower.

"Raise your head and look at me." The man stood by her side, looking down at her face. His voice was still as shady as ever.

The red-clothed man couldn't help but slowly raise his head, looking up at the man above him. His appearance wasn't ugly, and with the charm of a middle-aged man, his gaze was deep, like the ocean at night, so deep that one couldn't see through it, causing one to unconsciously feel afraid and not dare to go near him.

She could not remember how they had met, only that one stormy night he had brought her here, sat her down to read a book, let her go to the back of the mountain to practice. At night he would sleep with her in his arms, but he never touched her.

She did not know his name, only that his surname was Xuanyuan. Everyone called him, "Mister Xuanyuan."

Mr. Xuanyuan nodded his head as he bent his head even lower towards her eyes. It had to be said that she was very beautiful, even more beautiful than Lan Xinyue, who had an unyielding beauty, and her beauty was the gentle beauty of a woman!

Such a beautiful person, yet that person didn't want it. It was a blessing for him!

He stared at her, through her eyes, not just at the present, but at the times when he had left her.

"Xuan..." Xuan... "Mr. Xuanyuan …" Red Robe stammered as he tried to hide while speaking nervously.

"Are you afraid of me?" Mr Xuanyuan's eyes froze for a moment before he withdrew his dissipated train of thought.

Red clothed quickly nodded in fear. She was very afraid of him. When he was bending over, she would always lean back, wishing she could find a hole to hide in.

"Why are you afraid of me?" He stretched out his fingertips and caressed her face. Her smooth and smooth face was like a peeled egg. His fingertips were like a type of enjoyment.

If he tried to dodge again, he would get angry. When he got angry, he would hit her, tie her to the target, fire a gun, and hit a human figure all around her. Once, he missed and hit her in the calf. She lay in bed for a month before she got out.

He wasn't afraid of her just because of this, but because …

"Red clothed, don't be afraid of me. I'm the one who saved you. Remember, I saved you. I was the one who brought you back from that dark world." Mr. Xuanyuan had a hideous smile on his face. He would not say that he was the one who had locked her in that dark space for eight years.

Eight years … it was completely dark. Whenever she thought of that kind of darkness, she would scream out loud involuntarily. She covered her eyes and trembled, begging Mr. Xuanyuan to stop mentioning that dark world with silent words.

It was only this kind of reaction that would allow her to know how to be obedient. He sat down, picked her up onto his lap, and removed the hand she had covered her face with. "Red clothed, I know that you are very obedient, and I also know that you are very lovable. I have something that I want you to help me with. Are you going to help me? "

Red Robe nodded his head like a frightened bird. "Sir, what do you want to do?"

"You are always alone here. Teacher feels very sorry for you. Teacher wants you to go out and make some friends." Mr. Xuanyuan laughed like a big tail wolf.

"Go out? Make friends? " The red-clothed man was perplexed.

Mr. Xuanyuan nodded his head, "Yes, we will go out and make friends. She will become your best friend. Go find her, then find an opportunity to kill her! "

At the same time, a sharp pain rose up from somewhere in her brain, causing her to feel excited. Her fingertips throbbed as she looked at him, the fear in her eyes completely dispersed. With a smile, she said, "Alright, I'll go out and help mister kill Lan Xinyue."

In the distance, Lan Xinyue strangely sneezed, shaking so much that half her head hurt. As for the distant Leng Mubai, he was sneezing continuously, his eyes shining with golden light.

Little Jie thought he had caught a cold, so he quickly turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.

Leng Mubai rubbed his forehead, which was in so much pain from the shock, and smiled as he looked at the serious face of Little Jie: "Daddy doesn't have a cold, but his nose suddenly feels a little itchy. "Come here and let daddy hug you."

Putting down the remote control, he ran over and climbed onto Leng Mubai's body before sitting down in his arms. Little Jie knew that the person his father wanted to hug was not him, but his mother.

Since morning, Daddy had always been talking about Mommy, so when Mommy wasn't here, he had to replace her and relieve Daddy's yearning. Who told him to look so much like Mommy!

Last night, he remembered that she was clearly here, but when he woke up in the morning, she had already disappeared. Little Jie said that there were a lot of photos on the internet, including Du Yating, and that Miao Qin Xin had beaten up her as well. She left with Miao Xin at two in the morning, telling him to rest well before leaving that she would take care of everything, so he didn't need to worry.

How could he not be worried? His heart was empty and anxious, and he had a nagging feeling that something bad was going to happen.

The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. Therefore, he couldn't hold it in any longer and sent a message to Lan Xinyue, "Come to the hospital tonight. I miss you."

She had to go to the talent market with the hiring manager tomorrow, so she had to be in a hurry to find the people she needed to recruit and prepare the rules.

Seeing the text on her phone, she smiled. She knew that not only did he miss her, he also wanted to see if she was safe!

If he was not allowed to see it, he would not have been able to meditate no matter what, so she did not think too much and sent him a string of words: "Everything is fine, there is no need to worry. "Go over later. Don't wait for me. Rest well."

She could sneak over in the dark of the night, so she stayed at the company. At eight o'clock in the evening, she finally finished dealing with the last document and got up to leave.

Upon seeing this, Miao Qin immediately got up from the sofa. Her hand was still holding the ice bag that bound the wound to her face. Her pig-head had lost some of its swelling, and it was no longer as frightening as it was during the day.

"Go to the hospital and get Dr. Bei to get you some medicine." "I think you should train more when you have nothing to do. Ah Xiao has good kung fu skills, I fought with him before and asked him to teach you. How about it?" It would be impossible to restore her face within three to five days. Lan Xinyue checked it once and made a decision for her.

"We'll see!" She didn't want to go to the hospital. If her boss saw her face, he would definitely scold her to death.

Xiao Bai jumped into Lan Xinyue's embrace, its tail wagging happily. Lan Xinyue did not say anything else and just carried Xiao Bai into the elevator, out of the building and into the car.

As the car pulled out of the parking lot and followed a red Porsche, Miao Qinxin was alarmed to discover that she had carefully looked at the license plate number through the rear view mirror.

When she saw clearly, she could not help but feel even more angry. She cursed, "Dujia Ting has lost her hand and her soul is still lingering around. Xin Yue, what do we do? She's following us."