Strategy to Capture Men

Han Yanyan's understanding of the mission objectives this time was not cleared in his mind, so he was very inconsistent with having close contact with him. From the beginning, she had no intention of using seduces or the like. And in this world of Mu Qiang, she is increasingly aware that lure by color is really a means for the weak. Even if a strong person is willing to "hook", he looks down at you with a pet-like mood.

What's the use of pets once they are in front of major events and life and death?

Tang Ke developed into puberty and became restless. As a man, possessiveness became stronger day by day. Han Yanyan decided to pull the progress bar manually in order to avoid unexpected situations.

This day is a weekend. Tang Ke would return home on the weekend and since Xinya died, he stayed mostly in the manor on the weekend.

A servant knocked on the door of his room: "Miss, please come to the owner's study later."

Tang Ke responded, changed clothes and went directly. When he knocked on the door in the study, he found that the door was hidden, and no one responded. Tang Ke pushed the door in and there was no one in the room. He guessed he might be early.

He went straight to the sofa and sat down, waiting for Han Yanyan, but suddenly heard the voice of the Han family owner.

Tang Ke looked awkwardly, looked at his voice, and found that the door of the suite was also hidden.

The study is used to handle business and to receive other people. Tang Ke has been here several times, but the suite inside is very private. He hesitated slightly, stood up and decided to quit first to avoid it.

But he suddenly froze.

Because he heard Xin Ya's voice.

It is impossible for Tang Ke to confess his mother's voice. But Xin Ya has passed away, how could her voice come from the suite of Han Jiazhu's study?

Tang Ke pushed open the door of the suite, but found that there was no one inside. There are beds, bathrooms, and treatment cabins. He stood by the bed, staring at the wall with his eyes wide open.

A light screen is projected on the wall of the front bed, and a video is playing.

I didn't expect my brother-in-law to be irradiated by r rays, so I must have suffered a lot. You should have called me long ago, Han said.

So do you want to go to Dongchen? The owner of the Han family said that Dongchen is indeed the best. The children of the Han family are all Dongchen.

So, Xinya, little white rabbit ..., Han owner smiled, what do you give me in return?

Xinya wanted the Korean owner to beg for help for Tang Ke's future, and the Korean owner wanted to return. Xinya agreed.

When the matter came to an end, her self-esteem could never be achieved. She was afraid of shame, changed her mind, and wanted to give up.

Han Junqiang her.

On that big desk, a S-level warrior with a mental strength strengthened an ordinary woman with a mental strength of only B-level.

The woman did not cry, her expression was broken and blank, holding her legs. The first sentence she said after calming down was ... you promised me, please don't forget.

The man promised her and gave her son a good future.

Tang Ke's fingertips were shaking.

The screen switch is divided into many sections, some in the study, some in this suite, and some other places. Time and again, Han Jun became addicted to Ling abuse Xinya. His torture continued to escalate. Of course, she was fine after the treatment in the treatment room.

Tang Ke saw Han Jun sitting at the end of the bed waiting for her with a cigarette, the hatch was open, she crawled out, she had no skin, and looked like a new born.

Han Jun looked at her with a smile, with a smile in her smile.

Xin Ya lowered her eyes, without expression. But when the man stood up and walked towards her, she instinctively backed away, and her face showed fear ...

Tears finally rolled down his cheeks, Tang Ke's hands clenched tightly and clenched into fists, and his teeth were rattling with resentment.

The light screen suddenly turned off at this time. There was a noise outside the door. Tang Ke hid subconsciously behind the door. From the crack of the door, he saw the man who had strengthened his mother entered the study.

Tang Ke killed himself in an instant! His feet moved! But at this moment, Han Yanyan followed him into the study.

Tang Kesheng stopped.

"I'll go this time." She sat down at her father's desk.

The Han owner leaned back and looked at her: "She is your biological mother."

"She was a fool for selling family benefits for herself. She took the seat of the homeowner by relying on us, but she couldn't see herself a few pounds or two, and wished to get rid of us by breaking the bridge." Han Yanyan said indifferently, "And Since she can send someone to assassinate us, why can't I do anything to her? I said earlier that the Yin family is mine. Since it is mine, I should harvest it myself. "

"Are you sure you can get started?"

"I almost never get along with her, but it is just a genetic chain connection. Why do you think I can't do it?" Han Yanyan sneered, "I am the heir you have cultivated, please treat yourself A little confident. "

The owner Han said with satisfaction, "Okay, it's over to you."

The conversation turned around and he asked, "Which ones do you like, which ones do you like?"

"I am eighteen, thank you."

"Choose early, I have something in mind, so it ’s better to train them." Han said, "In this, I like Gao Pei best."

Han Yanyan vetoed: "Gao Pei is ambitious, I am afraid that I cannot rest as a female homeowner. Moreover, Gao's family is also alert about our family and Yin family. I don't think Gao's attitude is now It's very hot. It's Gao Pei himself who wants to imitate my mother's way and use our strength to kill Gao's family. "

The Han owner lit a cigarette and remained silent for a while, and asked, "What about Tang Ke?"

"Yo," Han Yanyan said playfully, "I thought you would not put him on my husband's candidate list."

The owner of the Han family took a breath and spit it out, saying, "He has no family background, is funded by us, raised by us, and has spiritual power. In theory ... it is indeed the most suitable candidate."

Han Yanyan said faintly: "I thought you were too old and demented in advance. The best candidate turned a blind eye, but the fortress gave me a bunch of things I didn't care about or inappropriate. So I thought I was wrong. Your mind is still clear. The seat of the owner can still sit for another ten or eight years. "

"Lao Tzu can still sit for 20 years," said the owner of the Han family. "You should erase all your thoughts of usurping as soon as possible."

He paused and said, "Tang Ke ... don't ruin him."

Han Yanyan sneered: "What kind of qualifications did you use to aunt Xinya to teach me?"

There was a sigh of sigh in the man's eyes: "She died in a traffic accident."

"Oh, is that it?" Han Yanyan leaned back against the chair, holding his arms in his arms. "The next day after I told you that Aunt Xinya was in love, the man disappeared from the world. Before long, she just Died in an 'accident' while wearing the engagement ring that the man bought for her? "

"And I chased Tang Ke back at the time, and felt something strange, so I spent some money and bought some news from the police who handled it at the time." Han Yanyan said playfully, "Guess what do I know?"

Han's owner looked at her coldly.

Behind the door, Tang Ke's blood was clotted.

What is Han Yanyan talking about? Mom she ... didn't she die in an accident? Does she ...

Han Yanyan controlled himself not to look at the door.

Tang Ke's intention to kill was too strong. Fortunately, as soon as she entered the room, she quietly opened up the mental barrier and isolated it, otherwise the Korean owner could not detect it.

She continued to say what she should say: "I learned from the police that the taxi was damaged from the inside, so it exploded and crashed into the sea."

"Who would do this? The driverless taxi took only Aunt Xinya."

"But if you want to die, why do you have such twists and turns? Oh, understand, a traffic accident ... It sounds like there is no such thing as" suicide ". It will not have such a bad influence on an already successful son. . For you, the probability of angering you is also relatively low, and will not make you angry at Tang Ke. "

"Everything has been taken into consideration, and she is still dead. Aunt Xinya is ... I really don't want to live anymore."

"So sometimes I'm also curious, what did you do to her?"

"Han Yanyan ..." There was a storm in Han's voice, "Your hand is too long."

"Even if you can do it for 20 years in the homeowner's seat, it will be mine sooner or later. The important people and things must be in your hands. Didn't you teach me from an early age? Well, blue is better than blue, that's your credit. "Han Yanyan smiled.

The owner of the Han family took a deep breath, spit it out, and played with soot. Looking at her, "If you fancy Tang Ke, you can cultivate his loyalty."

"You agree?" Han Yanyan asked.

The Korean owner defaults. "I promised his mother to take care of him, you ... don't break him."

Han Yanyan Weiwei: "Worry you worry, I haven't inherited any special hobbies from you. My personal preferences are sunshine and healthy, and I have never intended to ruin a cute boy. Tweak him into As it is now, I have worked hard. "

Han's owner hummed.

"But let's talk back ..." Han Yanyan supported his cheek and said with a smile.

She is eighteen years old and laughs with a variety of styles and looks gorgeous.

With her most beautiful lips, she spit out the most vicious language to the boy behind the door—

"Mother is your little white rabbit, and my son is my little white rabbit. It's really interesting to think about it."

Tang Ke's head exploded.

It wasn't until Han Jiahan and Han Yanyan left that he walked out. He did not return to the room, he went directly to his and Xinya's apartment.

Xin Ya died, he often touched the scene here, and rarely returned. There were housework robots in the room, and they were spotlessly clean, just like before.

But the room was cold and not very popular. When she returned home, the woman with a gentle smile on her face was long gone.

Tang Ke walked into the room like a ghost.

The house has not moved since Xin Ya's death. Her bedroom and her studio are still there. Tang Ke pulled off the white cloth on the drawing board, and her last work was not completed.

On the canvas, gray and black constitute large color blocks, and the most central position is as dark as a black hole.

Tang Ke walked into another room. There was not much in the dark room, with a treatment cabin in the middle. It wasn't long after they moved to this apartment that they had this treatment cabin.

She said he would use it later. In fact, he used very few frequencies. Most of the time, they receive body repair directly in the school's treatment room after training. At the estate, the West End was also equipped with a treatment cabin.

Tang Ke touched his hand and activated the control panel with mental power. Faint light shines in the dark room. Use records are recalled from the first day of unpacking.

User, Lin Xinya.

User, Lin Xinya.

User, Lin Xinya.

User, Lin Xinya.

User, Lin Xinya.

User, Lin Xinya.

User, Lin Xinya.

User, Lin Xinya.

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