Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

Qin Wushuang took out his cell phone and tapped it quickly.

"Okay, I've given you the money, we're even."

He stood up and walked towards the wine table, got himself a glass of champagne, and without even glancing at the people behind him, he slowly walked out, looking at the red rose with deep eyes.

He moved closer to take a photo and sent it directly to Su Chen.

【Take a look. Is this rose beautiful? 】

The reply came almost instantly: [Wife, there's something wrong with these roses. There must be a wronged spirit buried with a corpse. The resentment is so strong, there must be at least a dozen corpses.]

【Don't touch this flower, it's unlucky.】

Qin Wushuang looked at the phone, and he had an idea in his mind. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly. The chip must belong to the Qin family. As for the Johns family's affairs, they can deal with it themselves.

She is not so kind as to care about these people. They are not Chinese. It doesn't matter if they die.

[Got it. The cooperation is going to work out. You'll probably get your Sky Eye next year.]

[Hmm? The collaboration is related to roses, right?]

[Yes, the rose is my leverage. Whether they agree or not, they must cooperate with the Qin Corporation. Otherwise, I don't mind finding something for them to do.]

[It's getting late. I'm going to finish the contract and go home early. Do you have any gifts you'd like?]

【Watch, house, car?】

[…Um, honey, I'm not short of money, so I really don't need it. I don't need to buy that big rock either. I'd rather get some foreign flower seeds to plant back home.]

Qin Wushuang looked a little confused. Flower seeds?

[Okay, I'll have Assistant Lin go buy some. Would you like to take some fruit seedlings back too? The fruit here tastes pretty good.]

[It’s okay to bring some, thank you for your hard work, my wife.]

【It's okay, I understand.】

Su Chen grinned. At this moment, he didn't know how many fruit seedlings there were. When he saw a truck, he was silent for a long time.

Qin Wushuang put away his phone and walked into the banquet hall, step by step approaching the arrogant Boren. He smelled the same scent on him, but it was covered by the scent of perfume.

"Mr. Boren, I wonder if it would be convenient for us to talk somewhere else."

I looked over in the direction of the voice, and met those black eyes and the flawless face like jade. A look of surprise flashed in my eyes, and I stared at him with a dazed look.

After coming to my senses, my heart was beating fast, my Adam's apple was rolling up and down, and my eyes were burning. This oriental woman smelled so good, I really wanted to drink all her blood, it must be delicious.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Okay, I wonder if you can tell me the name of the beautiful lady."

"Qin Wushuang of the Chinese Qin family."

"...Qin family?"

Boren didn't know what he was thinking about, but the boldness in his eyes subsided a lot. He whispered, "Boss Qin, please follow me. We can talk over there. No outsiders will disturb us."

Qin Wushuang nodded: "Yes, thank you for your help."

The two left the banquet hall one after the other. Assistant Lin quietly followed and stood guard outside the door. If there was any problem, he could let the bodyguards in immediately.

After closing the door, the two sat facing each other.

Boren leaned back on the sofa, looking at the person opposite him with a wary look, and whispered, "Boss Qin, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Qin Wushuang said calmly, "Cooperation chip, here's the contract, take a look. 150 million is the cooperation price. If there's no problem, please sign it."

"Puchi, Mr. Qin is joking. There are so many people who want to cooperate with my Johns family. Every one of them offers over 300 million. You're just sending away beggars by offering 1.5."

"Originally it was 300 million, but then I thought about it and decided it was 1.5 million. I'd better listen to it and then decide whether to sign it."

Boren Johns sat up straight and looked at her intently. He wanted to see what this Oriental woman could say. She wanted to take advantage of the Johns family.

Qin Wushuang clicked on the projection screen and said calmly, "I believe Mr. Boren knows best how your father and uncles died. I wonder if the supporters behind them would know..."

"Oh, if that's not enough, there are still the bones buried under the rose garden. Those roses are blooming so beautifully."

"You, what are you talking about?"

Boren subconsciously put his hands behind his back, took out a small pistol and pointed it at the person opposite him: "Oh, sometimes women can't control their mouths, but it can be fatal."

Qin Wushuang acted as if he hadn't seen it. He took off the hairpin on his head with a calm expression, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Let's try shooting. Can you kill me, or I will make you disappear into thin air."

He lowered the pistol and pulled the trigger without hesitation. The bullet flew out and bounced back instantly as if it hit a barrier.

Boren dodged subconsciously, and the bullet grazed his jaw, leaving a cut. Blood dripped down, and the wound was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Qin Wushuang looked at his wound, and the smile on his face deepened: "So you are a vampire. I am not interested in your identity. I just want to ask if you can cooperate."

As she spoke, she raised the hairpin and stabbed it into his arm, then she withdrew her hand and wiped it with a handkerchief as if nothing had happened.

Boren sneered, "It's just a small hairpin. You don't really think you can kill me, do you? I'm immortal now. You can't kill me."

Qin Wushuang looked at the bleeding wound that would not heal at all, and chuckled: "Look at your wound. If I had pierced your heart with this hairpin, you would have died."

He looked down at his arm and saw a small hole bleeding, which was healing very, very slowly. His eyes were bloodshot as he looked at her.

His fangs popped out and he said sternly, "Very well, tell me if I turned you into a blood slave and branded you, would you still be so calm?"