After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

"Sorry Missy,"

A burly man with a cold expression.

"You can't step out of the room without the old man's order."

"I just want to see Grandpa!!"

Jiang Qingtong gritted his teeth, his voice seemed to come out of his throat.

"If grandpa is to blame, I will bear it alone."

"Sorry Missy,"

The man's expression remained unchanged.

"The old man specifically explained that he doesn't want to see you now, so please stay in the room safely."

"you--"

Seeing soft and hard will not work, Jiang Qingtong is angry.

"Then bring my mobile phone, the head office?"

She had to know whether those people succeeded or not, whether they were dead or alive.

"Sorry Missy,"

The man refused, without any change in tone.

"Okay, good job, you wait for me!!"

After Jiang Qingtong finished his harsh words, he turned around and walked into the room, slamming the door hard.

"boom--"

A loud voice echoed in the corridor.

Jiang Rongsheng came out of the shadows with a sneer on his lips.

Although he didn't know who anonymously provided the video to him, it was a good thing to be able to pull this rebellious girl down from the position of the head of the Jiang family.

Jiang Rongsheng didn't notice that Mrs. Jiang, who came to deliver water to Jiang Qingtong, had a panoramic view of his expression.

As a husband and wife, she understands the meaning of Jiang Rongsheng's current expression too well.

"Jiang Rongsheng, Qingtong is our daughter anyway, instead of trying to help her when something like this happens, you're still gloating here?!"

Mrs. Jiang's face was gloomy, and her eyes were full of viciousness.

"Since you treat our mother and daughter like this, don't blame me for being cruel!"

Inside the Jiang family, a scene of cannibalism is about to take place.

inside the room.

"Damn it, damn it!!"

Jiang Qingtong's complexion was twisted, and he smashed the decorations that had been replaced a few days ago to the ground again.

Why is it always the worst outcome that waits for her every time?

Why is it that bitch who gets proud every time?

Why? !

The crackling sound, accompanied by Jiang Qingtong's cursing, filled the entire room.

It wasn't until the whole room was smashed that there was nothing to smash, and she collapsed on the sofa out of breath.

Just when Jiang Qingtong was in despair, his eyes suddenly noticed the open window, and a dark color flashed across his eyes.

Get up at any time and walk over.

At that time, Jiang Qingtong didn't know that if he walked out of this room, he would never have a chance to come back.

-

In the Jiang family's study.

"Old Jiang,"

Holding the teacup in both hands, Fu Shiling spoke apologetically to Mr. Jiang.

"It was my negligence that allowed the villain to take advantage of the loophole. I will definitely find out the person who caused the trouble in the dark as soon as possible, and return Miss Jiang's innocence,"

He bowed slightly.

"Also please don't remember the villain's mistakes, my lord, and forgive me, this junior."

The reason why Fu Shiling did this was because he knew it very well.

Mr. Jiang looks kind and friendly, but in fact he is cruel.

Anyone who has offended his old man will be suppressed by various means.

Although he is a member of the Fu family, he is only a collateral.

Furthermore, the Fu family is now in a mess because of the old man's poisoning and collapse, and no one can support him.

It couldn't be easier for Mr. Jiang to settle accounts with him after Qiuhou.

Mr. Jiang didn't answer, but unhurriedly took out the cigar from the cigarette case.

Ji Ziming took out the lighter and was about to light it for Mr. Jiang.

A figure rushed ahead of him.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

Snapped!

Fu Shiling raised the lighter, covered the light blue flame with his hand, and helped Mr. Jiang light the cigar.

Gray-white smoke spewed out from Mr. Jiang's lips, and then dissipated gently.

His deep and sharp eyes finally looked at Fu Shiling.

"Fu Shiling, Fu Shenghua's son?"

Mr. Jiang's tone was very flat, as if he was asking casually.

But to Fu Shiling's ears, he felt that there was a different kind of deep meaning.

He paused, wiped the thin layer of sweat from his forehead and nodded.

"……Yes."

"I know your father,"

Mr. Jiang leaned back in his chair, looking very gentle.

"His brains, means, and talents are not inferior to Brother Fu's. Unfortunately, he was cast in the wrong birth and was born in a collateral line of the Fu family."

Fu Shiling pursed his lips, agreeing in his heart.

But he was not sure what old man Jiang meant, so he didn't dare to answer.

Mr. Jiang looked at Fu Shiling, his eyes fixed, and he continued to speak slowly.

"Do you know how your father died?"

What does he mean by this? !

Fu Shiling's heart shook, he frowned and looked at Mr. Jiang, hesitating to speak.

"Father died in a car accident while on a business trip."

"Haven't you ever wondered why this car accident happened so coincidentally?"

Mr. Jiang took another sip of the cigar in his hand and narrowed his eyes.

"Or, you didn't doubt it at all?"

Fu Shiling's hand hanging by his side instantly clenched into a fist.

The whole family plummeted due to the sudden death of their father.

He had indeed suspected the cause of his father's death, but no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find anything, so he had to acquiesce.

"What do you know?"

"In the whole of Kyoto, there are not many people who can make this car accident happen seamlessly, so that you can't find any flaws."

Mr. Jiang's tone sank, and his eyes became sharper.

"Think about it carefully, when your father died, did you move someone's cake?"

Whose cake was moved?

Dad was indeed planning a big business at the time.

Fu Shiling was silent for a moment, as if thinking of something, his pupils shrank suddenly.

-

At this time, Miao Jiang.

Another villa under Fu Wenjie's name, a dark and gloomy basement.

"Boss Fu,"

Gao Xun knocked on the door.

"People have brought it."

"Come in."

The man's voice without warmth came from inside.

Hearing this voice, Fu Wenjie only felt the terrifying shadow of death looming over him.

A bone-piercing chill froze his blood, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Fu Tingchen, is he really alive? !

"Squeak-"

The moment the door of the room was opened, a strong and pungent smell of blood came to the face.

Fu Wenjie and his assistant, who had collapsed to the ground, were dragged in, like prey that had been dragged into an abyss and could not struggle.

inside the room.

Fu Tingchen's slender figure was fighting against the light, wiping his blood-stained hands slowly with a handkerchief, his movements were elegant and dignified.

In front of him, there was a shadowy humanoid creature hanging.

The reason for saying this is because those bloody and bloody are almost invisible.

Fu Tingchen turned around and looked at Fu Wenjie, his handsome features were half-lit and half-dark under the light.

Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, he still gave off a bloodthirsty feeling.