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Why are you here?

During the entire process of waiting, there were countless people who would go up and ask if they wanted to call the police. Ning Jin had rejected the idea, since it was not that simple, let's see what Fu Huayong had to say.

When this thought flashed across her mind, she was stunned. When did Fu Huayong become her pillar of support?

At the same time, he spoke his name from the other party's mouth.

Qin Hui felt that it was about the same as Ning Jin, and his pupils unconsciously dilated, followed by a face full of astonishment. The teeth under his lips were especially white.

"Why are you here?"

Ning Jin was startled.

Tell him that I was chased by a car and had to sit on the stairs?

Ning Jin's eyes moved. Could this be his home?

It shouldn't be such a coincidence.

"There was something wrong with the electric wire at home. I thought I called the electrician and he came. After waiting for a while, no one came up. I came down myself, but I saw you sitting here."

Qin Hui explained without missing a word. And then he smiled, "Come in for a cup of tea?"

After Qin Hui said this, Ning Jin raised his eyebrows.

Looks like he's going to have to buy a lottery ticket.

Immediately after, Ning Jin shook his head, if that annoying Fu Huayong demented again, she would be the one suffering, and furthermore, she would be quitting his job on his own accord.

"Maybe next time. I still have things to do."

"Are you in a hurry?"

Eh, I really don't know about that.

wanted to say something, but she stopped. Just when she was thinking about how to excuse herself, a cool voice came from behind her, "No need, she still has work to do."

The owner of the voice was Master Fu Huayong.

Upon hearing the voice, Ning Jin knew that it was good news, the corners of his mouth hooked up into an extremely hypocritical smile, "About that, I was busy with some matters just now, so I took my time." Then, he looked at Fu Huayong like a pug, while Fu Huayong sized up the man in front of him. If he remembered correctly, this guy was the hospital's guy, this was the kind of guy who had a thousand miles of fate. Woman?

You want to do it again before everything's settled?

She never thought that Ning Jin was so ambitious.

Fu Huayong walked up two steps. Ignoring Ning Jin's evil smile, he extended his right hand and grabbed onto Ning Jin's collar. Without saying a word, he walked towards the car with a cold expression.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? I'm wearing a dress, it's easy to walk away. "Light."

Ning Jin shook his hands, the tip of his feet occasionally touching the ground, making her feel like she was riding a roller coaster, but now she felt like he was suffocating.

Fortunately, he was thrown into the car.

She gasped.

The moment Qin Hui saw Fu Huayong appear, he did not say anything. Fu Huayong's hostility was very obvious, but the meaning in his heart was something no one knew.

"What on earth is wrong with you? I'm almost strangled to death by you." Ning Jin said with a face full of anger, but his voice became softer and softer, until his head was buried in his chest.

They were unlucky, to have been caught sneakily, and it was even her who made the call. It was unknown what Fu Huayong was thinking right now.

Fu Huayong glanced at Ning Jin. Holding the steering wheel, he didn't seem to hear his complaints, but the resentment in his heart was also not small. He didn't ask if she talked about him during her work hours?

But when his eyes landed on the red mark on Ning Jin's neck, his heart ached again, and his gaze unconsciously softened, "Are you dead?" He wanted to say something that concerned him, but somehow, it became this sentence.

What? Not dying had become his greatest regret?

Ning Jin pouted his mouth, looked out the window, and crossed his hands in front of his chest. Don't think about it if this fellow doesn't apologize, don't think about it or even think about it if she did.

When he reached the company, Fu Huayong once again showed the corner of his mouth that he owed eighty million.

"What for?"

Ning Jin rolled his eyes, his face filled with impatience, "Prostitute."

Fu Huayong did not say anything, but picked up the pen on the table, and leisurely twirled it in the air. The problem was, did others have their eyes on her? Her eyes sized up Ning Jin, without concealing the least bit of loathing in her eyes.

Once Ning Jin raised his head, he could see everything clearly in the depths of Fu Huayong's eyes. Damn, Uncle can't tolerate this any longer, so he stuck his hands in his waist and roared loudly, "Fu Huayong, don't go overboard!" He had just experienced a battle of life and death, yet this fellow didn't console her. Instead, he mocked and ridiculed her in every possible way. Who did he think he was, the Jade Emperor?

Fu Huayong's expression turned cold, it seemed like he was being too unrestrained.

"Come here."

Ning Jin glared, he could not care less about Fu Huayong's current mood, and immediately turned and left.

But when he just opened his leg, there was a loud bang behind him, causing him to tremble in fear. No, what was going on?

Ning Jin swallowed his saliva, and turned to look at Fu Huayong. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the extremely valuable brush container that was smashed to pieces on the ground.

Looking at Ning Jin who seemed to be in a daze after looking at the fragments on the ground, Fu Huayong held onto the table with both of his hands and stood up straight.

"Don't you feel sorry for this pen container of yours?"

Ning Jin frowned and asked, as if his own flesh had been cut.

Fu Huayong:...

"Scram, get lost now!"

Fu Huayong was already at the point where he was about to collapse. Why was there a problem with his brain and Ning Jin's forever?

Ning Jin's mouth was wide open as he shook it pitifully.

Did he admit defeat?

Fu Huayong was secretly pleased with himself, it seems like it was effective.

"About that, the vase on your table seems to be Qian Long's. If you don't want it, you can give it to me. Don't pinch it."

As he finished speaking, he crossed his hands in front of his chest, his two forefingers constantly entangled with each other, verdant and slender, white and tender, while Fu Huayong was almost unable to control the primal energy in his body.

Fu Huayong took a deep breath and walked out. As he headed straight for Ning Jin, his large figure enveloped her entire body, and he waved his hand towards Ning Jin.

"Ah, don't hit me!"

Ning Jin screamed in fear and ran away like a wisp of smoke. His face was filled with panic, only leaving behind the hand that Fu Huayong was holding in the air.

If he cared more about this bastard, he would kill Ning Jin!

Ning Jin:...

Oh my god, why is this Fu Huayong so scary? Ning Jin patted his chest with a face full of lingering fear. He was the only person in the corner of the tea room since it was business time.

Ye Zichen carefully stuck his head out of the hole and looked at it for a while with shaking head. Only then did he feel relieved, and he put his hand on his forehead for a while before realizing that he was sweating.

She swore to never come within one meter of Fu Huayong again, or else she would definitely die under domestic violence.

After running out of the office, Ning Jin stayed in the teahouse. He rested his chin on his hands and stared blankly at the window, then looked at the skyscraper in front of him.

But why did she only feel empty?

She was like a bird hopping around in a cage. No matter what, she would always take out the cage.

It was only noon when his phone rang.