Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

It really hurts.

Lin Zhihan stood in front of the desk and was about to go around.

But the beauty opposite shook her finger, signaling him to stop.

There is an inexplicable feeling like walking a dog.

Such thoughts flashed through Lin Zhihan's mind, and the next second, he met her red eyes.

The eyes are seductive, like two rubies that are well versed in the treacherous.

It was like an endless scorching fire, overwhelming the sky and turning everything it went into ashes.

Including - his sanity.

The man's eyes became distracted and dull in an instant, like a rag doll that had lost its soul.

His body was shaking slightly. It was not his reason that was controlling him, but the invisible puppet strings.

Pulling him, controlling him, making him a slave like the most despicable ant.

A slave that never changes.

The beauty with fair skin and red lips leaned on the soft leather chair, crossed her legs and crossed her arms.

She looked at him leisurely, still smiling, and said slowly:

"Don't worry. I'm just going to ask you a few questions and I won't do anything to you."

"After all, you are still his brother."

She lowered her head to play with her fingers and clicked her tongue.

When Lin Zhihan slowly walked out of the office, Ning Wen was working at the assistant's desk.

Several assistants saw him, their eyes were straight, they didn't say anything, and they moved very slowly.

It looked like he had lost his soul and was just a walking corpse.

Ning Wen watched him slowly walk into the elevator, press the button, and then stand there, motionless, with dull eyes.

It looks indescribably weird.

Ning Wen's back felt cold. He always felt gloomy and had an indescribable aura of death.

He couldn't help but look at the closed door of the office.

"By the way, isn't that person Lin Zhihan, the son of the chairman of the Lin Group?"

He finally realized what he was doing and asked the assistant next to him, Azhu.

Azhu held the ballpoint pen in her hand and nodded: "I said I had an appointment with the boss, and then I came."

"...This guy looks a bit stupid." Ning Wen couldn't help but mutter to himself as he looked at the elevator.

Dumb-headed, like a big stupid goose.

If the Lin Group is managed by such a person, it will probably go bankrupt in a few years.

He shook his head, lowered his head and started working again.

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After get off work in the evening, it started to rain again.

It was pouring, and the rain was heavier this time. The rain slowly flowed down the car window, and the scenery outside became hazy and soft.

When Yun Si drove away, she saw the lonely figure sitting next to the flower bed again.

The flowers withered and the rain fell.

Yun Si glanced away, paused, and then looked away.

As she drove away, she stopped at the traffic light, picked up the phone with one hand, and dialed a number.

"Hello, Mr. Wang."

"Let the person you sent over before, let him go."

"I will pay how much compensation he wants."

"...I have nothing to do with him. That incident is in the past. Just treat it as a favor for me. How about that?"

Of course, Wang Lemin could not deny her face and agreed wholeheartedly.

Yun Si then hung up the phone.

Throwing her phone into the passenger seat, she drove and stopped in front of a flower shop.

I ran into the flower shop in the rain, and after thinking about the wind chimes in the flower shop, the sweet sound rang.

"Hello, what flowers do you want?"