Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

Jiang Xibao felt her body suddenly fall backwards uncontrollably, a strong arm pressed across her waist, and the other hand pulled down the hood of her pink hoodie to cover her eyes.

The refreshing masculine fragrance spreads on Jiang Xibao's breath, smelling good and familiar.

"do not move."

Bai Xi, who had a bad temper, threw the little fragrant pig into Yan Beixiao's arms, quickly rushed to Long Xi'er, and opened the fans left and right.

Soon, Long Xier, who was still very arrogant, completely lost his temper.

Liang Yuran's palms covered her eyes through the pink hat. Jiang Xibao felt that the lollipop in her mouth was taken away in the next second. When her vision returned, the lollipop she had eaten was already in her mouth. Liang Yuran's mouth.

With a bang, Jiang Xibao's face turned red.

My fingers and toes felt shy and wanted to curl up.

"Don't be afraid later, leave it to me and Yan Beixiao."

Liang Yuran didn't even look at Long Xi'er, who was sitting on the ground in a panic. He just stood in front of Jiang Xibao, bending down so that his eyes were parallel to his. When he spoke, the familiar sweetness of grape flavor came to him.

"I, I'm not afraid."

Jiang Xibao's eyes looked left and right, but eventually they always returned to Liang Yuran's lips.

Downstairs, the alarm sounded...

………………

When Lin Hanxing came down from upstairs, he had a green jade bracelet on his wrist, but in the eyes of the businessmen downstairs, they were too angry to say anything.

That table can be considered an heirloom of the merchant.

Now that Lin Xiaojiu beat Shang Jun and still got this from the old man, it is enough to show what the old man's attitude towards this matter is. The old man... is he old and confused?

Lin Hanxing's phone vibrated, and a message came in.

She glanced at it briefly and held it down.

On the contrary, the holy hand behind him paused as he passed by Shang Jun. A pair of eyes hidden under the silver-white hair looked at his broken leg fixed in plaster, thoughtfully.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Hanxing knew that the Holy Hand would not act like this for no reason, so he looked sideways at him.

"interesting."

The saint smiled and walked directly towards Shang Jun. This action shocked Shang Jun's parents, who quickly protected their children behind them.

"Ms. Lin, you said the matter is over!"

Shang Jun's mother raised her voice to remind.

"Conscience suggests, you'd better let him see Shang Jun's legs."

As soon as Lin Hanxing finished speaking, there was just a click. The holy hand had already bypassed Shang Jun's parents like a ghost and came to Shang Jun. He removed the plaster with his bare hands. Shang Jun didn't know whether it was shock or pain, and his screams shook the sky.

Shang Yanyong subconsciously took a step forward, but Lin Hanxing raised his hand to stop him.

"Shut up."

Without even raising his hand, Sheng struck Shang Jun's Adam's apple. The harsh screams stopped abruptly. However, Shang Jun's parents began to become reluctant, as if they wanted to die with the Holy Hand.

"I'm just telling you! Where did this quackery come from!"

The holy hand is full of pride.

He felt something was wrong just now, and it turned out to be true after the plaster was removed.

"Come and see!"

The Holy Hand ignored the Shang family and reached out to wave in the direction of Lin Hanxing, with a look of gloating on his face.

Lin Hanxing walked over.

The holy hand pointed at the wound where Shang Jun was broken by Lin Hanxing last night.

"Do you see this?"

He raised his eyebrows, and Shang Jun's parents came over suspiciously, wanting to see what kind of mystery he was trying to make. However, Lin Hanxing really saw something wrong by following the direction of the holy hand.

"Where did you get these legs?"

Lin Hanxing looked at Shang Jun's parents, who had fear in their eyes and remained silent.

"Are you mute? Miss Lin is asking you questions!"

Shang Yanyong was furious when he saw his younger brother and his family like this.

"Hospital, where else could it be!"

Shang Jun's mother muttered.

"Hospital? Then you can prepare your lawyers to go find them."

The Holy Hand sneered.

He could guarantee that if he hadn't noticed the problem today, and if the wound had healed to its current level in a hundred days, this man would never have a pair of good legs again.

"What's the meaning?"

Shang Yanyong was shocked.

After conditioning the old man just now, he was completely convinced of the Holy Hand's ability without any doubt.

"It means that someone has done something to Shang Jun's wound. When the wound truly heals, the injured leg will be shorter than the other good leg."

This method is really sinister.

"What?"

Shang Jun's parents were shocked and stood up suddenly.

"Who did it?"

Who did it?

An answer already appeared in Lin Hanxing's mind.

It not only allows the merchant to completely become enemies with him, but also keeps Shang Jun away from Long Xi'er. Who else but Long Qingru can think of such a vicious plan to kill two birds with one stone?

"Is there any way to cure it?"

Shang Yanyong looked at Shang Jun, no matter how many bad things he did, he was still a Shang family member.

How could he bear it?

"Of course."

Shengshou said something casually, which instantly ignited the hope in the eyes of Shang Jun's parents. They both looked at Shengshou, and the flames in their eyes seemed to melt him.

"It depends on whether he can bear it!"

The Holy Hand curled his lips with evil intentions, quite a bit of gloating about his misfortune.

"you mean……"

"Knock it off again and reconnect it!"

The saint's hand had not forgotten the look in the couple's eyes when they came down just now when they glanced at the bracelet on Lin Hanxing's wrist, so he was not in a hurry and left the decision-making power in Lin Hanxing's hands.

Shang Jun, who could not speak, was so frightened that his legs trembled when he heard the holy hand's words.

Interrupt, pick up again?

Thinking of the heartbreaking pain when his leg was broken, he regretted it as much as he wanted now. Why did he have to provoke this female devil because he couldn't think of it in the first place!

"What else, what other ways?"

Shang Jun's mother almost cried.

The Holy Hands didn't even bother to pay attention to her.

"Ms. Lin, look at this..."

Shang Yanyong had no choice but to speak out to coordinate again. After all, Shang Jun's life was at stake.

Lin Hanxing didn't say anything, just glanced at the jade bracelet on his wrist, and finally spoke.

"The Holy Hand said that if you break it and reconnect it, you can only break it and reconnect it. There is no other way."

"And only she can do the knocking."

Thinking of the scene when the two of them worked together to treat Naji's injured leg in Roucheng, Country G, Shengshou barely had the word gloating written on his face.

"Miss Lin, please save our Ajun. I apologize to you on his behalf. Please..."

It was a matter of Shang Jun's life. Shang Jun's mother finally lowered her noble head and prayed to Lin Hanxing with trembling lips.

"There is no grudge between me and you, and I don't need your apology, but there is something you need to think clearly about. If Shang Jun becomes disabled, your merchants will definitely resent me, and who can learn from this matter? Benefit?"

Lin Hanxing spoke coldly, and walked to Shang Jun before others could recover from her words.

Shang Jun, whose voice was silenced, shivered because of her approach, especially when he met Lin Hanxing's cold eyes.

Suddenly, Lin Hanxing smiled at him, but the smile did not reach his eyes.