100 ways to be a scumbag boss

Wen Dang left.

Even if his friends tried to restrain themselves, there was a hint of resentment in the way they looked at her.

So, what are you complaining about? Blame her for telling the truth?

Jinhuan suddenly smiled with his lips curved.

She never cared about other people's lives, except for men with a star and a reputation.

"Miss Jinhuan, if you don't like it, just say so. There's no need to be so hurtful. Young Master Wen really likes you."

A young man had already followed.

But when he reached the door, he couldn't help it and turned around and said these words to Jinhuan.

"What I said was hurtful."

She asked back in a calm tone.

The man was instantly stumped by the question.

yes......

What she said was hurtful...

That sentence "it doesn't count" just means that Wen Dang is not your boyfriend.

Her face turned red instantly, and she wanted to say something stubbornly, but she had already turned away.

It was as if, apart from the topic related to Wen Dang, he was just an insignificant thing, and she would not even look at him straight in the eye.

The man's face suddenly turned completely pale.

The despicable thoughts could no longer be hidden in an instant.

......

Mingjiaye's room is the highest specification room in the hotel.

After looking around with satisfaction, she sat down on the sofa carefree.

How could she not know whether her man was sick or not?

However, she did not mind this method of winning favor, and since they had not seen each other for a few days, she cooperated happily.

If you really want to come over, let her serve you...

That's not much help.

The warm lights form a sharp contrast with the cool white outside the window.

She curled up lazily in a corner of the sofa.

The skirt is layered, gorgeous and pure, so beautiful that it is out of place in this world.

The sofa beside me sank slightly.

She was picked up by the man, held, and sat in his arms.

A pleasant scent wafted by.

The short and rapid low cry was forcefully swallowed up by him. It was unknown how long it had passed before he let go of the breathless girl with a faint redness on her eyes.

"Why did you leave?"

The whispered question seemed irresistible, but in fact, there was a sense of grievance and compromise between the lines.

The slender white fingertips gently stroked his brow.

"Don't be unhappy, I like you to smile."

When he is sad, the stars on his body are also bitter.

She doesn't like it.

Ming Jiaye raised the corners of his lips obediently, but the disappointment in his eyes had not yet disappeared.

Her fingertips paused, and she didn't say anything else, but just gently put her arms around his waist.

The words "I am a disaster" lingered on his lips for a long time, but he never uttered them.

She felt for the first time that the truth would make him even more uncomfortable.

There is probably some kind of relationship between myself and this world.

She could vaguely sense that the power in her body was leaning towards destruction, as if as long as the last living person in this world died, she would be able to complete a certain mission.

but......

Her subconscious seemed to give her another option.

If you can eliminate all the mutant creatures in the world, it seems that the mission is completed, but the difficulty is higher than the former, and the reward you can get is not as good as the former.

If you choose the second one...

In the end, she needed to commit suicide.

Thinking of this result, Jinhuan instinctively resisted this choice.

She's not that great.

None of the ants in this world is worth her sacrificing herself for.

"I want to see more of the world and don't want to stay in one place for too long."

Her answer was not really heartfelt.

But for someone standing on the edge of a cliff, the most desperate thing is that the people who care about him are not even willing to make up lies to coax him.

So, as long as she was willing to speak, he would be willing to believe it.

"Will you come back with me when the snow stops?"

"Uncle Ming."

"I'm here."

“The snow won’t stop.”