Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

The long eyelashes brushed against Lei Xiao's rough palm like a small fan.

Sensing Lin Hanxing's struggle, Lei Xiao simply pushed her into his arms, and looked at Yuan Shaojing with indifferent eyes and anger.

This is real angry!

Yuan Shaojing smiled, and turned his gaze to the one-way glass again.

Lin Hanxing already had a vague premonition in his heart.

"Lei Xiao, let me go." The voice was cold and powerful.

Lei Xiao's arm muscles tensed up, but in the end, he slowly let go and let Lin Hanxing out.

Lin Hanxing looked at Yuan Shaojing sideways.

The man was still wearing the clothes he had worn when he met her at the eastern suburbs cemetery this morning.

The face faded from the elegance of the first meeting, and indifference and cruelty gradually seeped from the bones.

Over the years, the gentle and elegant man in the eyes of the world seems to have disappeared overnight.

The strange panting sound came from the one-way perspective glass.

But after taking a look, Lin Hanxing frowned.

"Is this arranged by Mr. Yuan?"

In the large private room, Cheng Lingyun was lying naked on the ground, naked, drunk, drugged and unconscious. A dozen homeless men surrounded her, doing indescribable things constantly, grinning and panting. mixed together.

When he said this, Lin Hanxing was expressionless.

Yuan Shaojing didn't answer, but just pointed with his finger not far away.

Following the direction of his finger, Lin Hanxing saw a red dot, as if someone was taking pictures.

"Tell me she's alive."

Yuan Shaojing finally spoke, his voice dull and hoarse.

Lin Hanxing didn't speak.

"She is living a good life, but she just hates me for being stupid all these years and being manipulated by others."

Yuan Shaojing turned his head to look at Lin Hanxing, with strong hope in his eyes.

—Uncle, why do you hate me? If feelings can be up to me, I also hope that I have never fallen in love with you.

——I will also be in pain, I will also be sad, how could you do this to me!

The fingers trembled slightly, as if they were about to lift up, but finally fell down again.

"When she died, the oil ran out and the lamp dried up."

Li Sinian's death dealt a fatal blow to Aunt Mian, otherwise she wouldn't have turned red and white overnight.

Years of smoldering in her heart have already hollowed out her body.

In the last few days, Aunt Mian couldn't even walk on her legs.

Just sitting under the longan tree, holding Li Sinian's photo, rubbing it gently with his fingers over and over again.

Regretful and nostalgic eyes.

On the last day, he and his dumb uncle, Uncle Jin, were by Aunt Mian's side.

Sending her off for the last time.

And the last words that Aunt Mian said were...

—He came to pick me up.

Until now, Lin Hanxing has not figured out whether the "he" here is Yuan Shaojing or Li Sinian.

Yuan Shaojing suddenly clenched his fist.

"The oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry..." He muttered to himself, tears streaming down his face unknowingly.

He hates himself.

Why would you care what other people say in the first place?

Like is like, love is love, is it that important what others say?

What are those people?

What is secular?

What is this world?

What's the point of all this without her?

What's the point of all this?

"Let's cooperate."

Yuan Shaojing's expression was numb, and the last gleam of light in his eyes disappeared.

Lin Hanxing didn't speak.

"No matter what I do, you'll do it to her, won't you?"

He just gave her a shortcut.

Turning his gaze back to the one-way perspective glass, Yuan Shaojing's pupils turned completely dark.

In this life, he owes Misty Rain too much.

He has already fallen into hell, unable to extricate himself.

So, what about doing more sins?

The first update on the 30th, and more updates.