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Name:The poisonous CEO Author:
At this moment, there was no sound coming from outside the door.

Ning Jin was stunned, Fu Huayong left just like that?

He Qiu was quiet for a few seconds, when he heard that there were no other sounds coming from outside the door, his mouth revealed a smile, and then he lowered his head and looked at Ning Jin, and said word by word: "Is this your so-called husband? "Seems like that's all it is."

His plan to turn everyone around Ning Jin into dust, to let him feel as if he had lost all of his friends and family, and live a carefree life, but Fu Huayong had destroyed his plan. And the only thing that didn't change, was that he made Ning Jin feel pain.

However, the greatest change was on him. He actually didn't have the slightest hint of happiness as he looked at her crying. Just what was going on with him?

He Qiu had an answer in his heart, but he rejected it.

He Qiu looked around until his gaze landed on Ning Jin. He could not stay here any longer, he did not know what to do or when Fu Huayong would return to him, so he had to immediately bring Ning Jin and leave.

That's right, she had brought Ning Jin along.

Now that he had already revealed his identity, if he wanted to achieve the result that he had thought of beforehand, he had to take Ning Jin away and let her live in darkness from now on.

He Qiu stood up and found a rope to tie up both of Ning Jin's wrists and legs. Following that, he also found some duct tape to freeze his mouth.

He parked his car a hundred metres away from the apartment and walked for five or six minutes. During this time, he wouldn't be able to bring Ning Jin along, so she had to stay by his side for the next five or six minutes.

After carefully planning everything out, He Qiu tied Ning Jin up on the phone far away from the window, removing all the things surrounding her. After ensuring that she couldn't come into contact with anything, he tightly locked all the windows and the exit so that no one else could come in from the outside.

He Qiu found the key to the door, and found a man's jacket from the bedroom and changed his clothes. He wore a hat to cover half of his face.

He Qiu walked into the living room to check up on the ropes and items on Ning Jin's body to ensure that there were no problems, then lowered his head and opened the door and walked out.

The instant the door closed, Ning Jin knew what was called a heart that was as dead as death.

She didn't know whether Fu Huayong had seen her calling, or what attitude she had towards this phone call, or whether he had directly ignored it. After all, what happened that day caused Fu Huayong to be unhappy in his heart.

After Ning Jin surveyed his surroundings, he felt even more despair. Besides her, everyone around her already knew that the floor was with her. She couldn't do anything with her tied to the sofa's legs.

Han Chen who was defeated by Fu Huayong in one sentence sat in the car with a face full of gloom. It was because he really didn't know how to find Ning Jin while sitting in the car.

Isn't that stupid?

But Fu Huayong's eyes did not even blink as he looked at the entrance of the apartment.

Until Fu Huayong gave the order in the next second.

"Get out."

What's wrong?

Fu Huayong looked towards the direction of the apartment and shouted. Han Chen looked over, and saw a man coming out from the inside, his face was blocked halfway, but Han Chen recognized him. Wasn't that Fu Huayong's old rival, He Qiu?

This time, he understood why Fu Huayong didn't go in.

He was afraid that he would run into his wife who was having a clandestine love affair.

"Old Fu, don't be sad. Where in the world is there no grass? "Pa …" Han Chen patted Fu Huayong's shoulder as he spoke with deep emotion, but before he could finish, his hand that was on Fu Huayong's shoulder was flung off.

"Nice imagination."

Fu Huayong immediately got off the carriage after saying that, with Han Chen following closely behind after being coerced.

When He Qiu disappeared around the corner, Fu Huayong immediately walked towards the apartment building's entrance. But the most realistic problem was that he could not open the door at all, so Fu Huayong told Han Chen: "Go and look for He Qiu at the corner!"

Han Chen looked at Fu Huayong's serious expression, and directly answered without saying anything else.

"Ning Jin, Ning Jin."

Fu Huayong called out a few times, and Ning Jin, who was in the room, had a face full of surprise when he heard it. Fu Huayong had come back, but the problem was that she was tied up and could not speak, so how could Fu Huayong save her?

There was no sound from outside the door again.

Did he leave again?

Heavens, if that was the case, then he might as well not come. He didn't see any hope, but he realized that hope had only turned into despair.

Now, Ning Jin was depressed.

But right after, she heard the sound of glass shattering, and her eyes immediately lit up, the retrieved glass immediately revealed a big hole, and after lifting the curtains, Fu Huayong entered her eyes.

"Mmm mmm …"

Ning Jin shouted with all his might.

Fu Huayong jumped down the window, the fire extinguisher in his hand was thrown to the side. When he saw Ning Jin's miserable state, besides anger, he also felt boundless rage, especially when he looked up at Ning Jin. The red palm imprint on his face made him want to directly throw He Qiu to death.

Fu Huayong immediately untied the rope connecting Ning Jin to the sofa. The feeling of regaining his freedom made Ning Jin rush into Fu Huayong's embrace without saying a word. He was currently like a helpless child who had found her home, unwilling to let go no matter what.

This was the first time Fu Huayong had seen Ning Jin's weak appearance, and Er Bin's sparse crying made his heart ache even more. He did not want to investigate the reason for his heartache.

Just then, Han Chen suddenly ran to the window and shouted: "Coming, He Qiu! "It's here …" But when they saw the situation between Ning Jin and Fu Huayong, Han Chen's short sentence became a few sentences.

F * ck, what the hell is going on?

Tempting?

It didn't look like it.

Fu Huayong looked at how unmoved Han Chen was, he had never planned to hide from him in the first place, he was initially afraid that He Qiu would be implicated if he were to fall out with him, so what was there to be afraid of?