Rebirth of the Superpower Queen

"You lost!" Meng Zhiling dragged her slightly tired body to the front of the Dark Spirit, wondering in her heart, the Dark Spirit had obviously been upgraded, but why was its combat effectiveness not as good as before?

"Yes, I lost, but I also won!" An Ling looked at Meng Zhiling's pretty little face with satisfaction, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

"Hmph, does the bet from just now still exist? From now on, you're mine." Meng Zhiling pretended to be frivolous, stretched out her index finger and hooked the chin of An Ling who was still lying on the ground. The scene was so beautiful that no one dared to continue watching.

Especially the startled housekeeper Qiao, who saw this scene as soon as he came downstairs. He quickly closed his eyes and went back into the house in fear. He didn't dare to peek into Meng Zhiling's affairs anymore. He was struggling in his heart whether he should report such a thing to his young master.

"I couldn't ask for more!" Dark Spirit blinked at Meng Zhiling with an anxious look.

"Stop talking so smoothly!" Meng Zhiling glared at him and immediately played the role of "master". Sure enough, An Ling immediately shut up.

"By the way, it was rumored that you were dead, so why are you here again, and in a different identity?" Finally, An Ling couldn't help it and finally asked.

"Maybe it's God's mercy." Meng Zhiling smiled slightly. This matter is a long story. She returned home with the injured Dark Spirit, but there was no "greeting" from Qiao Surong. She felt a little disappointed.

"Will I live here from now on?" Meng Zhiling didn't understand why the killer, who was obviously so cool, talked so much. He was just like a curious baby, asking a question every now and then. But when he asked this question, Meng Zhiling almost choked to death on her own saliva.

"Do you think it's possible?" Blinking her eyes and looking at him as if he were an idiot, Meng Zhiling ruthlessly discouraged his enthusiasm.

An Ling pursed his lips and didn't care much. At this awkward moment, Meng Zhiling's cell phone rang at the right time. Seeing the funny caller ID, Meng Zhiling felt a warm feeling in her heart.

He found a corner, picked up the phone, and whispered "Su Rong".

"Why are you speaking so quietly? Do you have a gigolo at home?" Qiao Surong went straight to the point, scaring Meng Zhiling so much that she looked at An Ling's dark face and shook her head firmly. She felt really wronged. She really didn't have a "gigolo". At most, there was a tall, bronze-skinned, black-faced man in the house!

"No, absolutely not. I swear to all the gods passing by in the sky!" Meng Zhiling nodded firmly, using an assuring tone, trying to make the other party believe the "facts" she said.

She didn't dare to take the risk of telling Qiao Surong the truth, otherwise Qiao Surong would definitely dare to come back in his private plane, and she would be in trouble then.

"Are you really sure?" Qiao Surong still looked unconvinced, but after a busy day, he was satisfied to hear her voice. As for her whereabouts, she had already told him a long time ago, so as long as she didn't have time, it would be fine. As for what she did, he didn't care at all.

"Are you sure? Why did you call me so late today? I missed you so much!" Meng Zhiling decided to end this terrifying topic in another way.

After all, if that jealous person gets jealous, he can drink up all the vinegar in the world.

"Uh, you still miss me? Then just wait patiently for me to come back and love you. Give me a kiss. I'm still in a meeting." Qiao Surong was in a good mood and no longer bothered about the previous incident.

In fact, sometimes men are easy to coax. The most important thing is that you are someone he cares about, and you are willing to coax him. Even if he knows that you are lying, he will take it seriously!

"Yeah!" Meng Zhiling felt guilty and didn't show any shyness at all, so she threw him a kiss from the air.

In fact, she was the only one who didn't know that she really missed him, and she was not coaxing him because she was afraid that he would be jealous. After all, if a woman is willing to coax a man, it means that she cares about him in her heart and cares about any of his emotions.

When Meng Zhiling hung up the phone, An Ling had already fallen asleep on the sofa. It seemed that he had consumed too much energy today. Otherwise, how could such a top-level killer in the world not even have this little vigilance?

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Surong returned to the office with a smile on his face. He carefully looked at the vice president's proposal, signed it readily, patted the vice president's shoulder and said with a smile: "William, keep up the good work. I believe Chinatown will develop better under your leadership in the next quarter." His pure London accent made this oriental man look so gentlemanly and handsome.

But this was just an illusion of the people present, and they all thought it was an illusion. It was obvious that the boss had been roaring and yelling at them after receiving the first call, but now he was praising people after receiving another call. They all lowered their heads, and no one dared to look up at him, for they were all afraid that this was another gentle trap.

If it wasn't a gentle trap, then their boss had schizophrenia. Legend has it that such people don't go to jail for killing people, which is even more terrifying!

"Okay, today's meeting ends here. Everyone is tired, so go back early to have dinner and rest. Thank you for your hard work!" After saying this, Qiao Surong strode away.

The people in the room didn't dare to leave, nor did they dare to stay. They all looked at William, who didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Let's all go back. What? Do you still want to stay in the company to earn overtime pay?"

After leaving the building, those who really breathed in the fresh air finally breathed a sigh of relief. Today's meeting lasted from morning till dusk, but the fact that no one was killed was the luckiest thing.

For these small bosses and managers, this is the time of year they dread the most. Every year the big boss comes over and they have to hold endless meetings. But don’t forget, after each meeting, their company will reach a new level, and their social and financial status will also rise, so this is also the happiest time of the year.

Maybe this is the "pain and happiness" feeling of following such a perverted boss.

The next morning, Meng Zhiling woke up and found that there was no trace of the dark spirit on the sofa. She was still thinking about how to accommodate this great god, but it seemed that her worries last night were unnecessary. Suddenly, there was a great god under her command, and the nervous excitement was relieved a little at this moment.

She looked at the wall clock and saw that it was still early. She had no plans to go to school today because she had more important things to do.

Because during the fight with An Ling yesterday, An Ling told her everything about his employer, and now she wants to take revenge!

In the Wu family mansion, everyone was crying loudly. When Meng Zhiling rushed to the Wu family, she was a little confused by the scene.

"Meng Zhiling, you murderer, I will kill you today!" The first person to see Meng Zhiling was Wu Xiwen. Seeing Wu Xiwen appearing at his doorstep, needless to say, the anger in his heart was overwhelming.

Seeing a figure rushing towards her, Meng Zhiling cleverly moved her body to the side when she was about to make contact with the figure. Wu Xiwen just happened to bump into the door and then fell head over heels. The originally beautiful woman now had no image at all.

"I, Meng Zhiling, have always been brave enough to take responsibility for what I do. Isn't it a bit too immoral for Miss Wu to make such groundless accusations and slanders? Yes, I do want to kill everyone in your family, but I haven't done it yet!" Meng Zhiling raised her eyebrows proudly and spoke the truth.

As soon as she came in, she saw the whole yard covered with white paper, everyone was crying and wailing, and in the middle of the main room was what looked like a corpse, covered tightly with a green cloth. Combined with what Wu Xiwen had just said, Meng Zhiling could conclude that Wu Xiwen's father must have met with an accident.

Because Wu Jinling was now sitting on the armchair with tears in his eyes. Although she had never dealt with him, Meng Zhiling was sure that this old man must not be as vicissitudes of life as he is now, because even in his sad eyes, he still revealed a cruel and violent aura.

"Catch him!" Wu Xiwen quickly stood up, tidied his appearance, and shouted at the security personnel led by Uncle Jiang.

As a result, everyone looked at Mr. Wu in unison, and had no intention of obeying Wu Xiwen at all.

"Okay, Xiwen, guests are guests, and the dead are the most important. As for your father's matter, we have also reported to the police. I believe that the police will restore the truth and bring the real murderer to justice!" Wu Jinling said slowly, his eyes locked on Meng Zhiling.

Meng Zhiling felt a strong gaze, and the oppressive feeling unique to those in power also hit her. Meng Zhiling was shocked. It turned out that ordinary people also had such momentum. It seemed that there was indeed a reason why the Wu family could prosper for such a long time.

At the same time, this was also the first time that Wu Jinling faced Meng Zhiling head-on. From Meng Zhiling's calm and arrogant attitude just now, it can be seen that this young girl has experienced more than what she seems on the surface.

"It seems that Miss Meng came at the wrong time today. If you have something to do, please come another day. If you have nothing to do, you have seen the situation in my house. Miss Meng, please do as you please." After Wu Jinling finished speaking to Wu Xiwen, he said to Meng Zhiling.

There was no trace of other emotions in his polite tone.

Meng Zhiling couldn't help but marvel in her heart. It seemed that Wu Jinling was the most difficult person to deal with in the Wu family. Wu Xiwen and her father were just some small characters who couldn't keep their composure.

"I was busy, but now it seems someone has helped me a lot. Sorry to bother you!" Meng Zhiling smiled slightly, nodded to Wu Jinling, and then left.

It seemed that she knew who did it without even thinking about it. She had already cursed that bastard An Ling a thousand times in her heart. Who the hell had let him make the decision on his own and deprived her of the pleasure of killing? Didn't she know that she hadn't done anything for a long time and her hands were itching to do it?

"Pay close attention to that girl. When the time is right, provide some strong evidence to draw the police's attention to her. I don't believe that I can't deal with a mere girl with the help of the police!" Wu Jinling looked at Meng Zhiling's thin back and instructed Uncle Jiang lightly!