Chapter 321

Coming out of prison, Dylan was waiting for him at the door in his car.

Mr. sniper opened the door and sat in, reclining his head on the back of the back seat, shutting his eyes.

"Is the president tired?" Dylan chose a soothing piano song, and the wonderful music flowed in the car.

Mr. sniper pressed his eyes with his hand, looking tired: "how about poetry?"

"The president can rest assured that the young lady is still asleep."

"That's good." Mr. sniper seems to be relieved and somewhat disappointed.

The car was driving slowly, and it was already dark.

It's a long distance from the prison to the Hilton Hotel, and it takes more than an hour to drive.

"President, if you are tired, please sleep for a while until I call you." After so many years with him, Dylan already knew the boss's behavior and manner very well.

Mr. sniper gave a soft "um" and stopped talking.

Maybe it was too warm and comfortable in the car, and his consciousness gradually fell into the chaos of half dream and half wake.

"President?"

Dimly, he heard Dylan calling him.

Mr. sniper woke up slightly. "What's up?"

Dylan pointed to the cell phone that Mr. sniper had placed in the back seat. "It's been ringing for a long time. Do you want to answer it?"

Mr. sniper rubbed his temple, picked up his cell phone and looked at it. Then he frowned and hung up.

The phone calls again, he continues to hang up.

Then, pull black again.

But less than two minutes later, the phone rang again.

Dylan asked, "is it Chu Huiting?"

Mr sniper seems to have been very impatient: "well."

"She has already collected the money. How can she call me tirelessly? It's really annoying."

Mr. sniper jokingly said, "she taught me that good people can't do this world now."

"There are too many greedy people," Dylan affirmed. "President, Chu Huiting Do you want to get rid of it? "

Mr. sniper hesitated for a moment and said, "no need. After a long time, her spring and autumn dream will wake up. Poetry is pregnant with a child now, and I don't want to be in trouble at this time. "

"Yes."

Sniper asked again, "that woman Have you seen it? "

He was separated from Dylan Bing. He didn't want to face Liu Min, so he went to see Fu Yicheng.

Liu Min, Dylan.

Dylan nodded and said, "yes, she's in a bad condition now. She's as thin as a dead tree stump. Her hair is almost half white. When she talks, her eyes are dull and her hands are shaking all the time."

"Well," Mr. sniper interrupted, "I don't want to know what she looks like."

Dylan was so frightened by his sudden emotion that he immediately silenced.

Every time I mentioned Liu Min, my boss's mood began to become irritable.

He sighed. It's hard for an outsider to say anything about this kind of family affairs.

He didn't know all the things in those years, but every time he knew more, he would cry bitterly for his boss.

Mrs. Jiang is right. The scar on his heart is much more serious than that on his face.

“Dylan。”

"Yes, president."

"Don't tell Shishi what we've been out today."

"Yes, I see."

……

Day after day, the sun sets from the West on time every day, and rises from the east the next morning.

The thunder is still.

If all things in the world have rules to follow, how much care should we have?

Unfortunately, people are human because there are so many uncertainties.

For example, Wen Shishi never thought that she would receive a call from Chu Huiting in the early morning.

"Miss Wen Shishi, I'd like to apologize for last time..."

Her voice was very weak, and she seemed to be crying.

If she had seen such a pathetic girl before, she might have been soft hearted, but she had already experienced sun Sijing, and she didn't want to be a big wrongdoer any more.

"Miss Chu, if you really feel sorry, you shouldn't have called me so late."

Chu Huiting sobbed, "I'm sorry to disturb your rest. Miss Wen Shishi, I just can't help it. He won't answer my phone. I can only call you. "

Wen Shishi chuckled: "if you want to apologize to me, you call him first? Miss Chu, what do you want? Let's just say itChu Huiting was silent for several seconds.

She did not expect that Wen Shishi was so impolite.

"No? If not, I'll hang up. "

"Don't, don't, don't --" Chu Huiting sniffed and quickly stopped her: "OK, then I'll be straight. I need money."

"Oh, I don't have any money. Even if I have, I won't give it to you. There are plenty of roadside banks, so help yourself."

Chu Huiting is anxious: "Wen Shishi!"

"What else can miss Chu give us?"

"Your uncle is in the hospital, isn't he?"

"What are you going to do?" Wen Shishi was on the alert

Chu Huiting is biting her teeth, and her tone is full of resentment: "I was forced, too. I need five million yuan. If you don't give it to me, then I can only go to chat with your uncle."

Wen Shishi stopped for a moment, but quickly responded: "my uncle is over 50 years old. If you are interested in being my aunt, you are welcome to have a chat with him at any time."

"Wen Shishi, don't deceive people too much! Your uncle is half dead. A toad wants to eat a swan

Wen Shishi nodded and said indifferently, "please look down at yourself, Miss Chu. Your poor shrew looks more noisy than a toad."

"Wen Shishi, do you really want to turn against me? You have two unruly uncles and a child to be born. It's not good for you to make too many enemies. Even if Fu Yichi protects you well, there will always be loopholes. "

"It's up to you?" The tone of Wen's poem is full of contempt: "a mosquito wants to suck up the elephant's blood? Miss Chu, if you have the courage, try it. I'll crush you to death just like a mosquito. It's not difficult. "

After that, Wen Shishi hung up directly.

With a click, Mr. sniper pushed the door in.

He deliberately lightened his hands and feet for fear of disturbing Wen Shishi's rest and even didn't turn on the light.

But after entering the bedroom, she found that she was in a daze with her mobile phone.

A little light on her face, it seems that her whole body is more and more small.

"How did you wake up?"

Wen Shishi raised his head, saw his figure, slightly hooked his lips: "is there something wrong with the company?"

“…… Well, I went to deal with some things. Who just called you? "Meng Xiaoxia?" Mr. sniper took off his coat, hung it aside, sat by the bed, took her in his arms, took off the heel of his shoes, and leaned against the head of the bed with her.

Wen Shishi leans on his arms along with his strength. "Xiao Xia won't call me so late. It's Chu Huiting."

Mr. sniper's muscles tightened: "what did she tell you?"