The president has nothing left for me

Chapter 1251

After the words fell, the door slammed shut.

Not only the line of sight was cut off, but Jiang Xin's full of hope was also completely cut off.

Han Yuan walked out the door and walked directly outside. He passed through the noisy crowd and walked to the door of the bar. He smoked a cigarette with a gloomy expression, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed and crushed it with his feet until the cigarette butt became ashes.

He snorted, turned around with a gloomy face, and walked into the bar again.

The speed was getting faster and faster. After 1 minute, he kicked on the door of the box.

In the box, everyone paused, and the burly man who was pressing Jiang Xin on the sofa was so nervous that his forehead was sweating.

No, no, it's not Boss Han, he's back, right?

Taking advantage of the man holding her in a daze, Jiang Xin kicked her away without knowing where the strength came from. The man was so angry that he slapped Jiang Xin backhanded.

"Open the door!"

A familiar and frightening voice came from outside the door, which made everyone stunned for a moment, and then someone with a smarter mind reacted, immediately pulled up his pants, and came to the door to open the door for the people outside.

As soon as the door opened, Han Yuan walked in. His eyes swept over the people present, and finally fell on Jiang Xin in the corner. When he saw Jiang Xin's clothes were messed up, he glanced over everyone with a gloomy expression.

He stepped forward, took off his coat, and put it on Jiang Xin.

Then, he pulled Jiang Xin and walked out.

When he reached the door, Han Yuan suddenly stopped and said in a cold voice, "Don't spread a single word about today's matter. If I hear it, none of the people here today will even want to live."

After Han Yuan pulled Jiang Xin away, the rest of the people in the box looked at each other.

The person who made Jiang Xin's idea just now felt chills in his heart. You looked at me and I looked at you. A chill rose up his spine, and he gathered his collar, trying to make himself warmer.

But soon, they discovered that the chill on their bodies was not warmed by the tightened collar.

At three o'clock in the morning, the people in the bar gradually dispersed, and the people in the box got too drunk and walked out of the bar one by one, each heading home.

It was a dark, windy and murderous night, perhaps because they drank too much, these people didn't notice that there was someone following behind them at all.

Until someone wiped their necks, they still thought they were dreaming, so they died in the dream, drunk and dreaming, and none of the people in the box were spared.

When the body was found the next day, it was already dead, and the body was cold.

Jiang Xin was totally unaware of all this. After being brought back by Han Yuan, she huddled in a corner alone, hugging her knees tightly, her eyes lost focus, as if her soul had gone out of her body.

"Jiang Xin."

Han Yuan yelled twice, but Jiang Xin didn't respond. The blond-haired woman came back at some point. Looking at Jiang Xin's situation, she gave Jiang Xin a glass of boiled water, let it cool for a while, and handed it to Jiang Xin.

Jiang Xin still didn't move at all, Han Yuan's eyes flickered with a dim light, and finally said to the blonde woman: "You stay with her and give her some psychological counseling."

After Han Yuan finished speaking, he turned and left.

The blonde-haired woman squatted down slowly, took away the warm water from Jiang Xin's hand, and fed it to Jiang Xin's mouth. Jiang Xin didn't speak or open her mouth.

The blond-haired woman took the warm water away, then half-supported and half-carried Jiang Xin up, walked upstairs, sent her to the bedroom, put her on the bed, took off her shoes and socks, and wiped her face , wipe the body.