Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love (Mr. President, Unbridled Love)

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On the other end of the phone, Chen Yigong's respectful voice sounded, "Master, that woman didn't say anything. She seems to have received training in this area and has the ability to counter interrogation."

Anti-interrogation ability?

A coldness flashed across Lu Ye's cold eyes.

A trained woman, specially sent to his side.

The identity of this woman is indeed not simple.

Who sent her here?

Lu Huanting, Lu Yishen?

Huo Jingyan...or something else, a potential enemy he didn't know about.

"Continue to ask..." Master Lu originally wanted to order Chen Yi to use extraordinary means.

But considering that the little woman is still by her side, if there is any, she will stop at her mouth.

"That's it, I have something to do."

After Master Lu finished speaking, he hung up the phone, leaving Chen Yi alone at the other end holding the phone, somewhat baffled.

Why do you feel that the master is a little hesitant to say anything?

...

Here, Xinluo saw that Lu Yuchen had answered the phone, and asked with concern, "What's the matter, whose call is it? Something happened?"

"No, it's a small matter from someone under my command."

"Oh." Xinluo didn't suspect him, she never doubted Master Lu, so she didn't care.

I was immersed in my own world again, thinking about how to talk to Mr. Qiao later.

Poor Monica, if Xinluo asked a question at this time, maybe she could be rescued and suffer a few days less.

Unfortunately……

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Qiao's mansion, in a certain bedroom on the third floor.

Qiao Mohan, who had never appeared before, was lying on the bed with his dying breath, almost too thin to be human.

The originally evil and handsome face had long since disappeared at this time.

Shao Qiao, who once made countless beauties in the circle fall under his suit pants, now looks as terrifying as skin and bones.

The Qiao family's personal doctor was inserting the needle into the back of Qiao Mohan's skinny hand, but the needle had just been inserted, and the man who seemed to be out of breath suddenly reacted.

I saw him struggling to lift his scrawny right hand, holding a sigh of relief, and touching the back of his left hand tremblingly.

Looking at that posture, he wanted to pull out the needle.

"Mo Han... Mo Han, why can't you think about it... Is that woman so good? You... You were deceived by her, don't be obsessed with it. Mo Han..."

Mrs. Qiao cried and knelt down beside Qiao Mohan's bed, her delicate makeup had long since been spent.

Tears were all over her face, and she could barely hold herself from crying.

His own son, who has been a florist for more than 20 years, did not expect that one day he would suddenly fall in love with a poor and mean girl with a deep heart.

For the sake of that woman, after Qiao Mohan was forcibly brought back to Qiao's house to ask him to marry someone, he started a hunger strike without eating or drinking.

He made it very clear that if the Qiao family didn't want Su Qing to enter the door, then he would rather starve to death than marry another woman.

At the beginning, Mr. Qiao and Mrs. Qiao didn't take Qiao Mohan's resistance seriously.

They thought they knew Qiao Mohan.

How could a man like Qiao Mohan move his true feelings.

The so-called hunger strike is more likely to be Qiao Mohan's trick to get them to back down.

But when Qiao Mohan said he was on a hunger strike, he really did.

No food or drink for a whole week.

He lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

By this time, Mr. Qiao had to personally order that the servants would fill him with water and porridge.

But after Qiao Mohan was forced to eat, he would immediately pick his throat and spit out the food he just ate.

After so many times, Mr. Qiao could only call a personal doctor to forcibly infuse Qiao Mohan with nutrient solution.

Who knows, after a few weeks of tossing, Qiao Mohan, who is already skinny, still has the strength to pull out the needle.

Seeing all this, Mrs. Qiao panicked and couldn't hold on any longer.