The Genius Sweetheart of the Abstinent Goblin Boss

Listening to Jiang Baishen's sincere expression of grief, Ji Ran's heart was suddenly covered with a layer of gray.

Turning her head to look at the vivid and loving smiling face on the tombstone, it seemed to be transmitting tremendous energy to her.

Gradually, Ji Ran, who was somewhat trance-like, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Jiang Baishen caught the rare, childlike, innocent smile on her face, which was so dazzling that he wanted to protect it.

He turned his head and looked at the photo on the tombstone again, his eyes rising with determination, and he smiled and promised:

"Grandma Ji, I will definitely take good care of Xiao Leng in the future and won't let her face everything alone..."

Hearing this, Ji Ran turned his head, with some obvious disdain in his eyes, wondering and wanting to refute: "Who wants you to..."

"Don't worry, just leave Xiao Leng to me!"

Jiang Baishen insisted on finishing his words.

Suddenly, Ji Ran froze, and his nanny's voice suddenly rang in his mind:

"Our little Leng...will be left in your care."

When the nurse was terminally ill, she said this several times to the air behind her.

And in that dream that day.

But in her dream, he was standing behind her.

Jiang Baishen saw that she was suddenly stunned again, and was a little confused: "Xiao Leng? What's wrong with you?"

Ji Ran came back to his senses and ruffled his hair impatiently:

"nothing."

Is she crazy?

I am actually missing the plot of a dream? ?

It's just a dream, can you take it seriously?

And why does she keep thinking about that cold man?

It’s crazy…

Seeing that she did not refute his words, Jiang Baishen felt happy and excited from the bottom of his heart, and his eyes were filled with a gentle smile again when he looked at her.

Ji Ran rolled his eyes helplessly.

This guy hurt his voice by howling every day when he was a child, so now he can only laugh, right?

Ji Ran was too lazy to pay attention to him and simply turned around and walked out of the cemetery.

Jiang Baishen raised his eyebrows, turned his head and said to the old woman on the tombstone: "Grandma Ji, we are leaving first. We will come to see you next time."

As he said this, he turned and chased after the petite figure, walking side by side with her.

As they walked, he slowly approached her unconsciously, and his sleeve accidentally touched the back of her hand.

Ji Ran reflexively moved her hand away. She frowned and said to Jiang Baishen beside her:

"The road is so wide, don't get so close to me!"

Jiang Baishen was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips somewhat dejectedly, and moved away a little.

Seeing that he was so tactful, Ji Ran didn't say anything more.

He turned around and walked on his own, but the fingers of the hand that was touched curled up unconsciously and rubbed the palm of his hand.

What she didn't remember was that this hand was held by that cold hand yesterday.

*

Western Suburbs Military Camp.

"Battalion Commander!!!" The subordinates rushed into Zeng Yan's office in fear and knelt on the ground gasping for breath.

Zeng Yan raised his eyes impatiently: "Speak!"

"You..." The subordinate was trembling at this moment, as if he had been greatly frightened: "You go... go and take a look..."

Zeng Yan narrowed his eyes, sending out an ominous signal.

He stood up and walked towards the door.

The subordinate stood up trembling all over and opened the door for him.

When Zeng Yan walked up to him, he glanced at him with eyes full of disdain and contempt.

The subordinate led the way with his head down. Every step he took felt like walking on cotton, and all his strength was used to support his body.

Zeng Yan's doubts also quietly grew in his heart.

Even though this subordinate is often like a frightened bird, always timid and timid.

But it was the first time he saw his subordinate so scared. What the hell had happened?

He was really quite curious.

Soon, the subordinate stopped.

Zeng Yan looked up and saw that it was the morgue?

What made him even more uneasy was that the two guards in the morgue had pale faces filled with fear.

Zeng Yan's eyes flashed with cruelty: "What are you doing here?"

"Battalion... Battalion Commander..." The subordinate squatted down, his voice trembling with convulsions: "We... the people we sent out... are all dead..."

"What??" Zeng Yan was suddenly startled, and then he felt a huge fear of losing control.

"And...and..." There was a hint of crying in the subordinate's voice.

"And what!!" Zeng Yan roared with trembling lips.

"You... go in and take a look... and you'll know..." The subordinate's spirit seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

Zeng Yan snorted heavily, clenched his fists, kicked the door open and walked in.

But then he saw the most horrifying scene he had ever seen in his life.

There were several headless corpses, covered in blood and brain matter.

The most important thing is... these bodies were beheaded.

Because... the neck is still connected to the face skin with clear facial features and some remaining scalp...

That head seemed like a balloon that burst after an explosion...

Zeng Yan's legs suddenly went limp and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

"Uh……"

He was so frightened that he couldn't even scream and was completely voiceless.

The next second, as the stench of corpse gas in the air came over him, he couldn't hold it in any longer and just lay on the ground and vomited...

Seeing this, the subordinates and the gatekeepers suppressed their discomfort, walked into the door, and helped Zeng Yan up with their trembling hands.

Zeng Yan's legs were so weak that he couldn't even stand, and he had to be carried out.

He sat on a bench in the corridor, gasping for breath, his breathing spasming.

It took him a long, long time to recover.

The subordinate recovered a little at this time, and reported tremblingly: "Captain... these bodies... were found... at the entrance of the military camp... and the surveillance did not... record anything."

Zeng Yan suddenly raised his head and wanted to roar but he still couldn't find his voice. His bloodshot eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief.

At the gate of the military camp...wouldn't that mean...my father would find out? ! ! !

"Great General!"

Sure enough, salutes from the guards downstairs were heard immediately.

Zeng Yan's eyelids were trembling wildly. He held on to the chair stiffly and tried to stand up, but his weak legs were unable to support his entire weight.

As a result, he fell heavily to the ground again the next second.

"Battalion Commander!" When his subordinates saw him, they immediately bent down and tried to help him up.

Before he could stand up, a pair of plain combat boots came into view.

The subordinate looked up, then knelt down hurriedly and shouted:

"Great General!"

Zeng Yan raised his head tremblingly, and saw his father Zeng Nian squatting in front of him, speaking lovingly:

"Ayan, get up quickly."

As he spoke, he reached out his hand to lift Zeng Yan up, and placed him on the bench next to him. Then he squatted in front of him and patted his arm lovingly to comfort him.

"Father...Father..." Zeng Yan spoke tremblingly. He raised his arm with difficulty and pointed tremblingly in the direction of the morgue.

"It's okay, Ayan, Dad will go take a look." With that, Zeng Nian stood up and walked towards the morgue. Several close subordinates behind him also followed him and walked in step.

When they entered the morgue and saw the condition of the bodies inside, several of their close subordinates simultaneously felt their stomachs churning.