Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

Liancheng's elegant eyes gradually cooled down, as if the temperature suddenly dropped below 0 degrees, and the layers of justice were frozen. He said to Natsume: "Natsume, do you know what I want to hear? Don't talk nonsense to me, if...

If you fail to cure my daughter, you won’t have to live anymore.”

Natsume's back was as cold as an evil ghost lying on his shoulder, but he didn't move. Instead, he said: "Don't worry... I'm not such a useless person. If that day comes, you don't need to kill me."

, I committed suicide myself. If I can’t solve this problem, what’s the point of living? When I was checking your old man’s blood sample, I suddenly thought of another idea. If the experiment is successful, your daughter’s situation will be completely solved.

.”

Liancheng raised the corners of his lips elegantly: "That's good..."

...

After leaving the laboratory, Liancheng Yazhi stopped by his father's ward.

At this time, it was already past ten o'clock. According to the usual schedule, Mr. Liancheng had already gone to bed, but tonight he couldn't fall asleep. He had a severe headache. The doctor asked him to take medicine, but he refused to take it for fear of being beaten.

poison.

In addition, he was worried, afraid that he would die early, and was angry with Liancheng Yazhi. These emotions were intertwined together, making him feel very upset and unable to sleep.

As the old man's secretary, Neil felt particularly hard this time. Sitting next to him, Mr. Liancheng, who had already started to take a nap, asked: "What do you want from me?"

After seeing Liancheng Yazhi coming, he walked directly to a chair far away from the hospital bed and sat down. Mr. Liancheng got angry and cursed: "What's the matter? You bastard, your father is almost dead, you can't even look at me

You don't even look at me, you unfilial son, are you honest?"

Liancheng Yazhi smiled half-heartedly, "Aren't you dead yet? It won't be too late to tell you when the time comes."

"You...you..." The old man was so angry that he felt dizzy. The scene in the room in front of him was shaking and he fell back on the bed.

Neil was woken up and quickly ran to the bed: "Old man, how are you doing, old man?"

Mr. Liancheng was still dizzy and felt like the world was spinning. He clutched his chest and panted: "I'm so angry... I'm so angry..."

Neil gritted his teeth, turned around and said to Liancheng Yazhi: "Young Master Ya, the old man suddenly fainted today. The doctor said that the old man is old and cannot bear stimulation. You..."

Liancheng Yazhi thought about it with his hair and knew what Neil was going to say, but he didn't want to hear it at all. It was Neil's turn to make irresponsible remarks about his affairs.

Liancheng Yazhi said coldly: "Get out"

"Young Master Ya..." Neil trembled at Liancheng Yazhi's ferocious, beast-like gaze.

Liancheng looked at him with elegant and cold eyes, "Get out."

Neil couldn't hold it any longer and ran out of the ward!

Mr. Liancheng rested for a while and said: "Liancheng Yazhi... you, you... do you think of me as your father?"

Liancheng Yazhi laughed out loud: "This is really funny. If you don't treat me as your son, why don't you expect me to be nice to you? Over the years, we both know who the other person is. Don't say it's false. It's boring. It's straightforward.

What are you going to do again?"

Mr. Liancheng was so angry that his chest ached, "Okay, okay...since you miss me so much, I don't blame you..."