She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

A Kun lowered his head slightly, his face full of shock.

Ever since the cold female voice came from the monitor, he just stood there, not daring to move.

Is it Madam?

In terms of pure voice, it was exactly the same. Even after five years, he still heard a strong sense of familiarity.

After all, he had been with the boss for several years and witnessed the four-year relationship between the boss and his wife, so he didn't mishear the wife's voice.

But from a rational perspective, this seems to be a bit self-deceiving.

How could a person who had been clinically declared dead and reduced to ashes come back to life?

Of course, he would not say such heartless words, for fear of breaking the last chord in the boss's heart.

And he didn't dare to flatter him and say that the voice belonged to the lady.

What if they heard wrong and admitted they were wrong?Isn’t the boss going to experience despair again?

After a moment of silence, he tried to speak: "The world is so big, there are all kinds of surprises. If you look around the world, there are many people who look very similar."

The implication: It’s no surprise that the voices are the same.

Zhou Gu held the wine glass in his hand tightly, his tall body trembling slightly.

Obviously, he didn't listen to Akun's persuasion.

Is there really such a coincidence?

Can he look forward to it?Expect that woman to still be alive?

The strong desire and extravagant desire in his heart was raging crazily, getting more and more intense, and was swallowing up his sanity bit by bit.

He is willing to exchange his 30 years of life for this dream to come true.

Akun caught the flash of light in his eyes and knew that he was greedy.

And with his current physical condition, the worst thing would be a resurgence.

Because once his dream becomes empty and the fire of hope is extinguished, he will taste the pain of loss again.

And this time it will be more violent than the one five years ago, and it will push him into a place of eternal destruction.

He couldn't just watch him walk into such a desperate situation. His heart skipped a beat and he gritted his teeth and reminded:

"Now the outside world knows that you love your wife deeply and want to use her as bait to hit you hard. Maybe this is a trap?

You know, a voice changer can imitate anyone's voice. The other person may know that the young master has a monitor installed on him.

So he deliberately used a voice changer to disguise himself as Madam's voice, and then disturbed your mood to achieve his own goal. "

These words were like a basin of cold water poured on Zhou Gu's head. He felt cold from head to toe.

The extravagant hopes that were growing crazily in my heart surged away like a tide, and my blurred eyes gradually regained focus.

He suddenly reached out and closed the laptop, stopping the magic sound from continuing to disrupt his consciousness.

It was his medical team who personally declared his wife dead that year.

And the woman stayed in the hospital for several hours after her death.

The probability of misdiagnosis and suspended animation is almost zero.

He could not deceive himself.

"Are all the entrances and exits of Haicheng blocked?"

Akun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had calmed down and returned to his calm and restrained posture as a superior person.

"It's been sealed off. I'll take people to investigate the whereabouts of the young master."

Zhou Gu reached out and rubbed his swollen eyebrows, and said hoarsely: "Go ahead and notify me as soon as you get the news. Don't act rashly."

A Kun responded respectfully and quietly withdrew.

After the door closed again, Zhou Gu slowly reached out and took out the glass bottle from his neck, his eyes falling on the embryo soaked in the potion.

If they hadn't died, they would be five years old now.

What a happy and complete thing it is to have a pair of children around your knees.

But he was killed abruptly in his hands.

The pain spread from his chest, causing him to curl up slightly.

Qingqing, how long do I have to atone my sins before I can be freed?

...

Early the next morning, Lin Lan went home to get a change of clothes. As soon as she opened the door, a slender figure rushed toward her.