The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

Li Zimo was going to intercept, that's why she saw Li Zimo pointing a gun at her.

Xiao Chuchu was even more wary of Morey in her heart. She didn't have a good impression of a person who shot at her.

"Let me ask you, where is Li Zimo? What did you do to him?"

"Second Young Master is fine."

"Then where is he? I'm going to see him!" Xiao Chuchu got off the bed barefoot and was about to rush out.

Morey stopped her and blocked the door, "You can't go out."

"You can't stop me, you know that."

Morey knew clearly that the nose she had beaten up by his subordinates was not the nose or the eyes, and his viscera were seriously broken, and he was still lying in the hospital.

So how could he be unprepared.

"That also requires your efforts."

Xiao Chuchu frowned, "What do you mean?"

Immediately, she thought of something, raised her hand, and folded her five fingers into the palm. She could make a fist, but if she exerted a little force, her entire palm would become numb.

She raised the other hand in disbelief, the same thing, with a little effort, the five fingers were so numb that they couldn't move, they were completely frozen and couldn't be opened, let alone continue to squeeze.

"What did you do to me!" she yelled.

"Don't be nervous, it's just that you were injected with a medicine that suppressed your nerves. Don't worry, it's temporary and will never affect your normal life." Morey said solemnly.

Xiao Chuchu couldn't get angry, so she punched and kicked him violently.

As a result, her limbs were paralyzed, and she staggered and fell to the ground.

Morey had no expression on his face, turned around and said to the people outside the door, "Come on."

Then he moved away, and the servant pushed the dining car in.

Morey said, "Please, if you need anything else, you can use the phone on the wall to contact the person outside the door."

Morey pointed to the phone hanging on the wall, and then he left. After the door was closed, it was locked again.

Xiao Chuchu who fell on the ground stared at the door, unable to vent her anger.

Outside the door, at the end of the corridor.

This is the lower level, the dungeon hidden throughout the manor.

Mo Lei walked up to his master, speaking respectfully, "Master Jie, Miss Xiao is already awake."

He couldn't figure out what his master's attitude towards Xiao Chuchu was. Every room in the dungeon had instruments of torture, and they were all different. Put beds, tables and chairs, cashmere rugs, and even potted plants.

This is not a dungeon, it is simply a warm bedroom.

Li Zijie sat on the leather chair, propped his head on one hand, and gave a soft 'hmm'.

He looked lazily at the door of the room where Xiao Chuchu lived, and the corners of his mouth casually curled up.

"How long has she been unconscious?"

"Ten hours."

After asking this question, Li Zimo didn't speak any more.

After a long time, a voice suddenly sounded in the quiet corridor.

"Hey, is there anyone out there?"

Xiao Chuchu's question came out of the microphone.

Li Zijie raised an eyebrow, and the smile on the corner of his lips became more and more sinister.

"Hey, is there anyone in the end! Didn't I say that I can contact you by phone if I have something to do, you should just say something!"

Li Zijie stood up with great interest and walked to the door.

The resounding leather shoes stomped on the ground, and Xiao Chuchu in the dungeon could hear her heart beating.

"Is there a handsome guy or a beautiful woman outside the door, can you say something?"

Li Zijie stopped and leaned against the wall, "What's the matter, tell me."

His light and fluttering voice seemed to carry a smile, but when he listened carefully, there was a hint of playfulness in his tone.

Xiao Chuchu was stunned for a moment, the sound didn't seem to be from Morey, maybe it was from his subordinates.

"It turned out to be a handsome guy, handsome guy, I don't feel well, my stomach hurts."

"Isn't it fine just now?"

"Yes, it was fine just now, but after eating the food you sent, I started to feel uncomfortable."