The scumbag can't hold back his tears [Quick Transmigration]

Cold-hearted President Situ (39)

Secretary Wang took the ten dollars with trembling hands, and set foot on the road to buy Coke.

Qin Zheng lay back on the hospital bed melancholy.

He had no broken bones, just a bruise on his back.

What happened two days ago is really embarrassing in retrospect.

Lin Moyu led him to lie down all the way, and dragged Qin Zheng to swim across the sea. When he arrived on the shore, he saw that there was nothing wrong with being seriously injured, but his head was dizzy, and a gust of cold wind blew over, and he passed out on the rocky beach.

When he woke up again, Qin Zheng was already in the hospital.

But it wasn't the local police who sent him here, and obviously it wasn't Secretary Wang, who had driven across the Pacific Ocean, to send him here.

It should be Lin Moyu.

Now, Qin Zheng is lying dead in the hospital, and Lin Moyu is missing.

Qin Zheng touched the phone, and No.80 tried to contact Lin Moyu four times.

The phone can't get through.

Qin Zheng also suspected that Lin Moyu never brought his mobile phone to the United States.

If you don't have your phone with you—

Qin Zheng didn't know what to do to contact Lin Moyu.

Qin Zheng worriedly slid through the long list of identical phone numbers that hadn't been connected, and couldn't help thinking of Lin Moyu walking from the sea to the rocky beach, and the sea water dripping with blood.

Lin Moyu bled a lot.

The blood stained Qin Zheng together.Qin Zheng still clearly remembered the smell of blood mixed with the cold smell of Lin Moyu's body, which made people palpitate.

Why isn't Lin Moyu in the hospital?

Where did Lin Moyu go?

Ordinary people are not far from death if they are not hospitalized after being shot.

Isn't Lin Moyu an ordinary person?

Qin Zheng turned on Xiaoxiaole sadly, and started to eliminate cubes listlessly, thinking while doing so:

Even if you have really practiced qigong, you are still an ordinary person in essence.

unless.

Iron cloth shirt with gold bell cover.

Can Admiralty be bulletproof?

A row of Qin Zhengxiao——

can.

Another row--

No.

can.

No.

can.

No.

……

The final three hits.

can.

Qin Zheng looked at the phone in relief, opened the mobile browser, and entered:

"What is the bulletproof principle of the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt?"

Secretary Wang ran all the way back to the hospital carrying a 2L bucket of Coke.

Running to a distance of more than ten meters from the entrance of the president's ward, Secretary Wang slammed on the brakes, adjusted his clothes, straightened his glasses frames, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and made sure his posture was perfect before walking forward to the man's ward. go.

When he reached the door, Secretary Wang stopped again.

He adjusted his glasses and looked at the man leaning against the door of the ward with professional cold eyes.

"Hello, Mr. Lin."

It's that man's boyfriend.

Secretary Wang subtly frowned the eyebrows of the professional elite who trimmed every week——

At this critical moment, he can also understand Mr. Lin's concern for the CEO as a boyfriend.

but.

Now that he ran to the door of the ward to find the scarred and emaciated president, wouldn't he be afraid of misfiring and killing the little energy left by the president?

No.

This is clearly dissatisfied with desires, door-to-door seduction.

Really coquettish.

Secretary Wang snorted coldly, and his eyes were a little more critical.

There is only a wall between him and the president, the president's care for him yesterday, and the president's physical emaciation today, let Secretary Wang regain the courage to be an excellent employee of Noblesse in front of Mr. Lin.

let him.

Decided to warn Mr. Lin not to try to make a fuss about the president in the ward.

Mr. Lin cast a cold glance at Secretary Wang.

Secretary Wang was startled, and couldn't help but tremble from the bottom of his heart.

But for the president's health, Secretary Wang is determined to give everything.

So the corners of Secretary Wang's mouth were drawn straight, with an uncompromising indifference on his expression, and his voice was generally unrefutable, calm and solemn: "Mr. Lin, the hospital does not sell condoms, please respect yourself."

Wei Yinzhuang frowned, raised his eyelids and glanced at that fool's secretary again.

The secretary panicked and panicked, like a quail beaten by the autumn wind, but she still stared at him with her eyes closed.Wei Yinzhuang didn't speak, but the secretary said: "I also decided not to sell lubricants, I hope you know."

"..."

Wei Yinzhuang didn't even bother to say "idiot", he just opened the door and walked in.

Secretary Wang turned pale with fright, the 2L Coke bucket in his hand fell on his feet, Gululu rolled to the side.

Secretary Wang gritted his teeth fiercely, rushed up to hold down the Coke bucket that had hit and run, then raised his glasses, and rushed into the CEO's VIP ward as if he was dead——

It's just that I lost all face today, and let the president treat him as a lunatic, thinking that he is unreasonable...

He also decided not to let that coquettish man climb into the president's hospital bed!

Suddenly two people entered the room.

The president turned over on the bed with difficulty, grabbed the quilt, and blinked blankly at the two people who came in.

Then, the CEO was startled: "Lin Moyu, are you okay?"

Secretary Wang watched helplessly as the dissatisfied coquettish man walked towards the CEO's hospital bed.

The legs are really long, so coquettish.

The waist is so narrow, so coquettish.

The shoulders are so broad, so coquettish.

Long hair, really coquettish.

Secretary Wang, who was full of anger and racked his brains to think about how to prevent the president from deteriorating due to his injuries and carrying a gun, didn't even notice that the president called the man "Lin Moyu".

Like a dying old man, the CEO struggled to get up from the bed.

Wei Yinzhuang held him down: "Don't move."

The second Wei Yinzhuang met the president, the president trembled, and he really didn't dare to move immediately.

It seems that if you move it again, something will happen.

The president stared at Wei Yinzhuang flusteredly and unnaturally. After staring for a while, he began to turn his eyes around.

Glancing at the mobile phone still stuck on the browser interface by the bed, a hand jumped out of the quilt like lightning, and dragged the mobile phone into the quilt.

Wei Yinzhuang saw the input title:

"What is the bulletproof principle of the golden bell cover and iron cloth shirt?"

"..."

Wei Yinzhuang could roughly guess what this fool was thinking.

After hesitating for a long time, the president couldn't help but say nothing, and said cautiously: "Little brother, why did you run away without being hospitalized? How are you doing now?"

With his fingers running into the fluffy white hair on the top of the president's head, Wei Yinzhuang showed no expression: "I went to another place."

It is impossible for him to get the bullet in this hospital.

The healing rate of body tissue is many times faster than that of ordinary people. In the hospital, it only takes one day for the doctor to see the abnormality.

Usually when Wei Yinzhuang was injured, he usually handled it by himself.

Bullets were uncommon in his line of work, but only uncommon.

No power.

The president nodded half-understood, seeing Wei Yinzhuang staring at him with obvious embarrassment, turned his head and coughed twice: "Did you recover so quickly?"

Wei Yinzhuang didn't want to see the president avoiding him and dare not look directly at him, so he squeezed his chin and turned the president's face towards him, and said in a cold and usual tone, "Are you afraid of me?"

The president stared up, staring at the ceiling.

Then sighed: "You ask me like that, I'm very embarrassed."

"Then what do you want me to ask you?"

The president choked for a moment and didn't answer.

Wei Yinzhuang's tone remained the same: "I don't want you to be afraid of me."

The CEO was melancholy: "Maybe."

"If I don't care that you are afraid of me," Wei Yinzhuang paused, his tone was obviously flat, but there was a kind of hostility when he said it from his mouth, "I will fuck you until you wake up on the beach."

"you……"

"You can try."

The president froze.

And after a few seconds, he couldn't help but look at the third person in the ward.

That moment.

Secretary Wang was terrified as if struck by lightning.

This, this, this, this...

brazen! ! ! !

That coquettish man surnamed Lin actually blatantly proposed to the CEO in the ward regardless of the CEO's pain? ? ! !

Anger ignited in Secretary Wang's heart, which made him almost unable to maintain the calmness and rationality of Noblesse's outstanding employees.

Secretary Wang thumped to the president's bed, furiously: "Mr. Lin, please respect yourself!"

The president was obviously taken aback.

But he secretly glanced at Wei Yinzhuang, and seemed to be relieved, but he couldn't hide a trace of helpless embarrassment.

Wei Yinzhuang turned his face away and looked at Secretary Wang casually: "Go out."

Secretary Wang Ming was standing while Mr. Lin was sitting.

But Secretary Wang thought in a daze that he was looking up at Mr. Lin with his head up.

However, that illusion dissipated when Secretary Wang saw the haggard face of the CEO, and Secretary Wang regained his sanity. The will of "for the president" and "for Noblesse" was extremely strong at that second——

"Mr. Lin, please leave as soon as possible, or I will call the hospital guard."

Qin Zheng's eyelids twitched, feeling bad.

He wants to run.

So Qin Zheng immediately propped up his arms and moved towards the bed, preparing to leave this place that frightened him.

But Lin Moyu gave Qin Zheng a cold look before his feet touched the ground.

Qin Zheng froze on the bed.

No way forward.

When Secretary Wang saw that the man who called the wind and rain in city B and covered the sky with one hand was held hostage by Mr. Lin, he was shocked, he clenched his fists, and in order to protect the health of the president for the rest of his life, he solemnly reprimanded: "Mr. Lin, please get out. "

Mr. Lin curled his fingers around the president's hair, unmoved.

Stubborn!

The president didn't say a word, probably because what he saw was the same.

So Secretary Wang snorted coldly: "The people who want to climb into the CEO's bed are lined up from downtown B to the suburbs. Mr. Lin, you'd better not bite too hard. There are hundreds if not thousands of asses that seduce the CEO. You'd better It's better not to rely on the president's current favor and act recklessly, otherwise..."

Qin Zheng swallowed.

Mr. Lin stopped his fingers and smiled, "Thousands and hundreds?"

Qin Zheng's scalp was numb: "No, no, Secretary Wang, you go out first, no... I'll go out with you."

Secretary Wang was cut off and was silent for a few seconds——

Too many words will be lost.

It was he who talked too much and forgot the working principles of being a top secretary.

Here's the first thing he did wrong:

Mr. Lin is dating the president now, and the two of them must be in a relationship, but he said something that spoiled the scenery.

Also.

The second thing you do wrong is the most important thing:

How dare he treat the president as an ordinary person? ? ?

How could that heroic man who mastered the way of business stay soft on the bed for a minute? !

Even if he was seriously injured, wouldn't that man be able to fight ten against one? !

He was wrong too absurdly, too unforgivably.

Secretary Wang regretted it.

then.

Half a minute later, Qin Zheng saw Secretary Wang bowing at ninety degrees and slapping himself in the face with a "slap", with supreme reverence in his tone: "Go on, what is the size of the condom you need?"

Qin Zheng was dumbfounded.

Then, Qin Zheng didn't speak yet.

Secretary Wang slapped himself again, and confessed: "I'm sorry, I'll go buy the largest condom right away!"

next second.

Secretary Wang rushed out of the ward like a wind.

And took the bucket of Coke away, and left a word in a vow: "President, I will throw away the Coke right away!"

Qin Zheng stared at the closed door of the ward.

Shivering with anger.

What an idiot secretary.

He will dismiss this ratio before he dies.

Lin Moyu turned to look at Qin Zheng: "Do you like looking at other people's butts?"

Qin Zheng backed away, but backed up too much, and fell off the bed in one fell swoop: "No, no, brother, I haven't seen anyone's ass."

Lin Moyu raised his eyebrows: "Really?"

Qin Zheng sat on the floor and said dryly, "Of course."

Lin Moyu stared at him without speaking.

Qin Zheng's hair stood on end: "Why am I blind to look at other people's ass? I'm not interested in anyone's ass. I swear to you, brother, you believe me, no one deceives you."

Lin Moyu stood up, walked over, and squatted in front of Qin Zheng who was sitting on the ground.

"Then what are you interested in?"

Qin Zheng couldn't answer Lin Moyu's question.

As if Qin Zheng had to answer something that had an analogy or logical connection with his butt, Qin Zheng's throat tightened, and he answered with difficulty: "I... am not interested in anything."

After finishing speaking, Qin Zheng immediately raised three fingers and put them next to his temples: "I really have no idea about other people's butts. Don't listen to Secretary Wang talking nonsense all day long."

Looking at the CEO who panicked and wanted to run away at the slightest disturbance, Wei Yinzhuang pinched his chin and kissed the corner of his mouth: "Good boy."

President Bai Mao was startled.

Then he slammed the door open and fled the scene.

Wei Yinzhuang still squatted on the ground without getting up, and asked slowly: '04, have you finished the main plot of Situ Changting? '

04 The internet has been disconnected for a month.

Without the nourishment of uploading fanbooks, 04 has withered: "Almost."

'say clearly. '

"...Probably... If you ignore the details and just count the main plot, Situ Changting seems to have fallen into a plot where he kneels for seven days and seven nights without sleep or food..."

'If I was playing Situ Changting, after completing this point,' Wei Yinzhuang stood up and walked out of the ward, the corridor was empty, 'you can leave, right? '

04 there is no response.

Wei Yinzhuang walked along the corridor all the way, then went downstairs, downstairs, downstairs.

to the hospital gate.

The warm golden sunset is reflected on the snow that connects the flower beds, withered grass, and sidewalks. The snow layer is shining and shining like fine sequins.

Wei Yinzhuang lit a cigarette, and the smoke lingered around his fingers and the tip of his nose.

04 was late for a long time, trembling and unable to speak: "I, I, I... I connected, connected to the system public network..."

'and then? '

04 Life has nothing to love: "There is no future..."

'Stop talking nonsense. '

During the month without internet connection, 04 was so lonely that he withered.

But now that he is connected to the Internet, 04 would rather go back to the days when he was not connected to the Internet——

"Master, I was issued a red card."

Wei Yinzhuang responded with a nasal voice: "Yes." '

The host's indifferent attitude shocked 04 to the point of insanity, and he couldn't help yelling at him, who had never dared to speak loudly before: "Huh??? What are you huh??? Do you know what happens to a red card? ?? Are you crazy??? How many times have I told you, don’t use any nonsense, is it good for you to get me emptied with you???”

Wei Yinzhuang didn't seem to hear it: "How long can I stay here?" '

04 was so angry that he choked up: "Death today, leave today, and be good friends in the next life."

Wei Yinzhuang exhaled smoke.

04's stupidity made him very upset.

He lifted his lips sarcastically: 'Answer me. '

04 cried: "No, it's been a few days, you didn't do anything, the plot didn't go away, the task didn't submit... Unexpectedly, I ended up dying with you..."

04 Sincerely, but the host is ungrateful——

'roll. '

Qin Zheng went back to the hotel and lay his body down.

Knelt down for seven days and seven nights without sleep or food.

Then hang up.

It's not that difficult to pass 50% of the card.

Qin Zheng bought another bottle of Coke, drinking it while feeling deeply worried:

The problem now is not how he completes the task, but how to say goodbye to the people Situ Changting knows and deal with Situ Changting's affairs well.

Qin Zheng has no experience.

But if he simply lay down for seven days, the headline of the newspaper after seven days would probably be that the president of Noblesse, the chip technology group, died suddenly in a hotel in the United States after drinking Coke for seven days.

Or how a generation of business miracles ruined their lives and collapsed buildings because of carbonated drinks.

So Qin Zheng called Secretary Wang.

An Yufeng also returned to the United States because he heard about Lin Nuannuan, so Qin Zheng called An Yufeng together.

Call a lawyer.

Qin Zheng intends to transfer Situ Changting's property to An Yufeng as a gift.

Situ Changting and An Yufeng are actually colleagues, but one industry is concentrated in China and the other is abroad.

That nursing home is a sideline product of An Yufeng's business.

An Yufeng rushed to the law firm as agreed.

Before coming, Situ Changting had already told An Yufeng by phone about his intention to transfer the share property under his name to An Yufeng.

But even when the stamped transfer contract was pushed in front of An Yufeng, and ten centimeters to the right was a pen ready for signing, An Yufeng still couldn't believe it.

He did not sign.

Situ Changting lazily sat across from him, with a bottle of Coke in his arms, looking out of spirits: "What's wrong? The lawyer has made it clear, right?"

An Yufeng sat upright, frowned and said bluntly: "I don't understand your purpose."

Situ Changting pressed the contract and signed his own name first: "It's just my personal property shares, and I'm not giving Noblesse to you. The group has a good reputation and is developing and stable, with no debts and no crises. You should have checked it out a long time ago. What are you afraid of?"

Secretary Wang stared at the man's handsome handwriting.

Tears finally couldn't help but come out of the frame.

But Secretary Wang held back his sobs, and just stood silently behind the man as usual, showing great respect for all the decisions made by that man.

Secretary Wang still can't believe it.

I can't believe that the man who made anyone surrender at a glance a few days ago is now in the late stage of brain cancer, with less than 72 hours left to live! !

Between life and death, instead of choosing treatment, transfer assets to an unrelated business opponent, just for the better development of technology——

How suddenly, how enlightened is that man! ! !

perhaps.

This is the true appearance of a great man who can change the face of the world by himself!

Secretary Wang broke down in tears.

An Yufeng took a deep look at Situ Changting, and said gently, "I just don't understand why you did this. I don't believe in heaven."

When Situ Changting heard this, a trace of sadness appeared on his deep and handsome eyebrows.

He coughed twice in pain: "You don't know, I'm already at the terminal stage of lung cancer, and I can't live for 72 hours..."

The sobbing Secretary Wang flashed a trace of doubt:

He hallucinated?

How did brain cancer become lung cancer?

No.

It can't be the president who is wrong, it can only be him!

or……

That man's brain cancer has already eroded his past memory of being shrewd, calculating, arbitrarily determined, never forgetting, never making mistakes, and astonishing everyone like a god.

Thinking of this, Secretary Wang was in terribly pain, and finally a little cry that had been suppressed so hard leaked from his throat.

An Yufeng was startled: "Lung cancer?"

The man sitting across from him had indeed lost a lot of weight compared to the last time we met.

But it's still far from... the appearance of advanced lung cancer.

Besides, how can there be patients with advanced lung cancer who don't take medicine, drink and enjoy themselves? ?

Situ Changting coughed heart-piercingly for a while, nodded sadly, and took a sip of Coke as if trying to drown his sorrow with wine.

An Yufeng maintained his smile: "Perhaps drinking less Coke will be more beneficial to your health. Thank you for your kindness as a gift of property, but I am sorry that I cannot accept such a precious gift from you. Noblesse needs you, President Situ. "

When Situ Changting heard this, he took another sip of Coca-Cola sadly: "I knew you couldn't agree. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. I will make a statement of inheritance. After I die, you will inherit everything I have. This way you can ?"

Inexplicably accepting other people's "inheritance" made An Yufeng somehow seem to be a generation shorter than Situ Changting.

He could no longer understand what Situ Changting wanted to do.

But it is impossible for Situ Changting to have lung cancer, nor is it possible for him to die three days later.

So An Yufeng responded with a smile: "If something unfortunate happens to you within a week, I will accept your gift."

Situ Changting was refreshed, and he was full of vitality as if returning to the light, and he slapped the table heavily: "It's done!"

An Yufeng: "Yes."

Then An Yufeng saw the secretary behind Situ Changting immediately sort out a file and hand it over.

It's like Situ Changting's "will".

Neuropathy.

An Yufeng's eyelids twitched, he forced a gentleman's smile, and decided to change the subject: "President Situ, I sincerely apologize to you for Ah Nuan's actions a few days ago."

Situ Changting was obviously stunned for a moment: "Lin Nuannuan?"

"Yes, she did something wrong and she paid the price for her actions."

Situ Changting turned the Coke in his hand, was silent for a while, and asked, "How is she now?"

An Yufeng was still smiling, he couldn't hear regret or sadness, as if he was simply repeating a fact: "Ah Nuan was shot."

Situ Changting nodded: "I know."

An Yufeng continued: "The bullet shattered Ah Nuan's lumbar spine. After rescue, she is still not awake and may never wake up again. If she wakes up, Ah Nuan will face paralysis of her lower limbs for the rest of her life."

An Yufeng looked polite in everything he said.

It also lacks human touch.

"Because she is still in a coma, Ah Nuan is temporarily allowed to receive treatment in the United States. If one day she wakes up, you can ask for Ah Nuan's release on bail."

Situ Changting frowned: "No need."

An Yufeng took a sip of his coffee and said with a smile, "Sorry, I thought you would be willing to take over the rest of Ah Nuan's life."

Situ Changting waved his hand: "I can't catch it, let me go."

"At your will."

"Okay, then I'll go first."

"I'll show you off."

Qin Zheng arranged his funeral.

It sounds weird.

But he has been doing these things for the past two days.

Everything went well.

Secretary Wang devoted himself to his duties and devoted himself to spending the last time with Qin Zheng, who had merged advanced brain cancer and advanced lung cancer.

Every morning at five o'clock, at the door of the Qinzheng Hotel, I put down the two bottles of Coke I bought today.

Qin Zheng originally thought that in addition to Secretary Wang, Lin Moyu would be with him during these three days.

But he couldn't find Lin Moyu.

could not be reached.

I couldn't get through the phone, and I didn't know where Lin Moyu would go or where he had been.

Without Lin Moyu by his side, Qin Zheng had mixed feelings.

It seems very lost, but very happy——

Qin Zheng always felt embarrassed if Lin Moyu accompanied him and left this world.

Qin Zheng didn't quite understand what Lin Moyu meant to him.

But generally speaking, I want to gay him.

He owed Lin Moyu so much, not only did he not accept that Lin Moyu was gay, but he also ran away without saying a word. Qin Zheng always felt that he owed Lin Moyu.

But if he wanted to pay it back, Qin Zheng didn't know what else he could give Lin Moyu in exchange.

If the Lin Group's development direction is also in new technology, perhaps Qin Zheng will donate Situ Changting's property to the Lin family.

but not.

So Qin Zheng didn't know what to pay back.

He came to this world with nothing else and nothing.

Qin Zheng spent the last day lying on the bed.

In the last 24 hours, I drank two bottles of mineral water and two bottles of Coke, and wrote a letter to Lin Moyu.

There are only two lines in the letter:

"To Lin Moyu:

Be happier in the future. "

Ten words plus a colon and a period.

But when Qin Zheng went to click the full stop, his disappointment suddenly covered him like a tidal wave, as if he had encountered something very, very regrettable, something that he could never forget and regret for a long time.

So Qin Zheng erased that period again.

No name left.

He was not Situ Changting, and Lin Moyu didn't know who Qin Zheng was when he wrote about Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng lay on the bed, staring at these six words without blinking.

Stare into confusion.

Like falling asleep.

He closed his eyes.

Indeed, it did not open again.

Wei Yinzhuang came late.

It was two o'clock in the morning when he broke free from the meaningless shackles of the sentencing system and shrank thousands of miles to the fool.

The idiot was lying on the bed, motionless.

Wei Yinzhuang couldn't hear his breathing anymore.

For the first time in his life, Wei Yinzhuang became flustered.

He reached out and touched the side of that fool's neck—

There is also the temperature of a living person.

But no beating anymore.

The idiot didn't even touch him even a little bit, and he panicked, panicked like being bitten by a snake, and wanted to crawl away from him.

The idiot lay on his stomach very quietly, Wei Yinzhuang's hand was on his neck, but he didn't respond.

In front of the floppy white hair was a crumpled piece of paper, as if it had been held in his hand for a long time.

Wei Yinzhuang didn't go to get it.

He could read the words on it.

Wei Yinzhuang sat on the side of the bed very slowly, staring at the note quietly, without moving.

The person on the bed didn't move.

The room of two people has never been quiet for such a long time.

Now, it can be quiet all the time, all the time, all the time, almost forever.

Its daybreak.

When Qin Zheng opened his eyes again——

He didn't know where he was either.

It was night when he closed his eyes, and it was still night when he opened them.

But the scene changed from indoor to outdoor.

The head-on is no longer the winter wind with cracked skin, but warm, soft and gentle, with the smell of spring water and buds, and the smell of alcohol that almost fills the nasal cavity.

There was a lot of noise in my ears, and there was a commotion.

Qin Zheng lowered his head.

The clothes on his body are red, with long and wide sleeves.

ancient clothes.

Qin Zheng raised his head in fright——

As if you are in a certain film and television city, all those who come and go are dressed in ancient clothes, and even the red lights hung in rows on the treetops are not LED tubes, but all are hexagonal lights made of bamboo and paper.

stimulate.

Qin Zheng hadn't had time to look around and was full of surprises in the new environment when suddenly a woman came over and pushed him with a coquettish and coquettish voice, as if teasing: "My lord... enter the bridal chamber, the bride is waiting for you... ..."

Lord?

Before Qin Zheng could answer, 03 mechanically read:

"On the wedding night, she was reborn from Nirvana, and returned to the night that made her suffer so much all her life!

In her previous life, she loved madly and selflessly, but in the end, her family was ruined and her family was ruined, and she ended up with a glass of poisoned wine!

In this life, she will never repeat the same mistakes..."

"Let's see how the daughter of the phoenix turns her hand into clouds and rain, seduces the world, is reborn astonishingly, and takes all the hearts of a handsome man into her pocket!"

Qin Zheng was numb and asked in a daze, "What is this?" '

03: "Introduction to "The Evil King's Only Favor: Live Up to the Crazy"."

Qin Zheng was silent when he heard the words, and asked awkwardly: "...Why did you read me the introduction?" '

03 seems to repeat a passage from the introduction just now: "Who would have expected that the evil king Sima Tianqing, who was ruthless and ruthless in his previous life, who put her to death, would dote on her on the wedding night and break two of her ribs?" !"

Qin Zheng: '...'

He had an ominous feeling.

03: "Ding! The plot task of "The Evil King's Only Favor: Live Up to the Crazy" was detected, please complete the plot points of the bridal chamber as soon as possible, and spoil the heroine Feng Qingli's two ribs!"

"..."

The author has something to say:

In fact, An Yufeng is fake and bad → What An Yufeng said about "taking over the rest of his life" is not taking over in the good sense, it just sounds good; the last time Lin Nuannuan escaped in an accident, it was An Yufeng who took Lin Nuan Nuan took the initiative to launch_(:з」∠)_