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Ning Jin frowned when he heard it, but Fu Huayong did not have a cold and warm expression, his expression was extremely calm. If it was a normal person, wouldn't they have turned into ice long ago?

And it was unusual.

"Young Master Fu, I heard that Miss Ning Qian is the company's project manager, now that Madam has expelled her at the royal ball, will Ning Qian be able to return back to the company?"

"Brother, can you let go now?"

Feeling the tugging at the back of his collar, Ning Jin said helplessly.

Entering the company, Ning Jin thought that the situation would be better, but the truth was that no matter where you went, you could not help but hear the sound of chattering words. When Fu Huayong walked to the side, he obviously heard it too, but he did not react in the slightest.

Hm, he had mental fortitude.

When they finally arrived at the office and calmed down, Fu Huayong surprisingly did not say a single word to her. Ning Jin kept having the feeling that Fu Huayong had purposely arranged those reporters at the entrance to do so for a reason that he could not find.

Yesterday, his luck had also exploded. The older aunt had come early, and the early arrival of this guest displeased the woman who regarded the older aunt as an enemy.

Glancing at Fu Huayong, Ning Jin thought about whether he should take a leave of absence to buy a bag of brown sugar and ginger tea to warm his stomach.

Forget it. It was just for a few minutes.

Immediately, Ning Jin carefully walked out.

"I didn't expect this woman to be so vicious as she looks pretty good. Fortunately, I didn't offend her. "Otherwise, I would be drinking tea with the King of Hell right now."

"That's right, although that Ning Manager has such a bad temper, he shouldn't end up almost getting killed. It can only be said that the women who are standing beside our CEO were not easy to deal with."

It was because of that company, regardless of male or female, they all had a gossipy heart. Ning Jin frowned, but as soon as he heard the company's voice, he became displeased.

Other than talking about love, gossip was also a skill for this man and woman.

Ning Jin did not conceal his appearance and walked away in high spirits, afraid that the two would not be able to see her. In the end, he really did not see her.

Until she got on the elevator, they were still chatting passionately.

When they arrived at the entrance of the company, Ning Jin was confused. He really did not know where the place where the Red Sugar Ginger Tea was bought was located. He looked at the time and only searched for it a few minutes later.

Exiting the main entrance of the company, Ning Jin felt a sharp pain in his back.

F * ck, there's still someone peeping in broad daylight?

Ning Jin waved both of his hands in front and behind, he looked around for a reason. The crowd coming and going seemed normal, could it be her misconception?

Taking two steps forward, Ning Jin turned his head back abruptly. It was as if he was looking for money again, his eyes continued to look around in the crowd, but there were no developments.

But now they treated her like a lunatic. The way the passers-by looked at her made her heart break. Her experience of being hit by a motorcycle had given her a lot of insight. How about going back?

But there was a throbbing pain in his stomach, an indescribable emptiness.

F * ck, she didn't believe that he would dare to give her another one.

Directly across the street was a shop that might have been there.

Being careful, Ning Jin decided to wait for the crowd to cross the zebra crossing.

"Thank you, Lady Boss."

Ning Jin smiled faintly and expressed his gratitude to the woman who bought his beloved item. The same went for the Lady Boss, but in just a second, her expression changed and her eyes filled with fear.

Without saying a word, Ning Jin immediately dodged to the side.

The result was a crater and a red sedan where she had been standing.

With a "pa da" sound, a wave of fog passed by. If she bumped into this, even if she didn't die, she would still be a cripple, and this was clearly heading towards her.

Ye Zichen looked at the windshield, and saw that the guy covered his face tightly.

As a person, she had always insisted on making money amiably without offending anyone. Why did she insist on making her a dead end?

But he didn't have enough time to think about it further, the car had already started to retreat, as though it was preparing to try again. Ning Jin's heart shuddered, and his brain was working extremely quickly.

His eyes were filled with panic, and he was in a hurry. The sound of the car beside him was like a death knell, ringing non-stop.

Just as the car was about to silently charge towards her again, suddenly, Ning Jin saw a house's door that was opened wide, the staircase was about a meter wide and the door looked extremely thick. Without any time to think, Ning Jin immediately dashed forward.

When she ran into the house and closed the door, she was stunned.

Because the inside of the house was completely dark and he couldn't see anything at all, Ning Jin clenched his fists subconsciously out of nervousness.

Ning Jin borrowed the light from the gap of the door, and stepped towards the side of the door. If the car crashed into his with no regards to her life, wouldn't she be courting death by standing at the door?

After five or six minutes, there was no sign of movement outside the door.

He should have left, right? Or had someone called the police?

Other than the silence outside, the room was also silent.

The light from between the crack of the door was the only direction Ning Jin could go in.

Ning Jin bent his body and used all his strength to look outside the door. Seeing that everything had calmed down, Ning Jin's hanging heart was finally at ease.

If not for her violently beating heart, she would have thought that she was dreaming.

Immediately after, Ning Jin slowly opened the door and looked out. Seeing that there were still many passersby who had not left, his face was filled with fear. It was obvious that they had suffered from too.

As for the brown sugar on Ning Jin's phone, no one knew where it went.

Ning Jin frowned, should she call the police or should he have Fu Huayong come to pick her up?

She turned her head to look at the dark house, hesitating whether she should thank her master or not. After all, she had broken into the house, so even though she couldn't clearly see the room, it must have been very spacious because she could hear her own footsteps in response.

When the door was closed, a blind person would be able to touch the darkness, yet the owner did not turn on the light … Could he be blind?

Ning Jin shook his head. He still planned to call Fu Huayong to get her to come and pick her up, since it would be less risky this way. Hearing the disgust in Fu Huayong's tone, Ning Jin didn't feel the same way, even though he said that he was afraid.

Hmm, in the daytime, I'm afraid ghosts are also a type of oddity.

After hesitating for a long time, Ning Jin still opened the door and walked out. One person sat on the stairs, but the door was not closed, what if that madman found it again?