The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

"What are you talking about!" Bian Zhenqiang started filming the case, "This is impossible! Absolutely impossible! The Ministry of Security is absolutely impossible to do this. Without my order, how dare they!"

Liu Dun shook his head, "Now, the top commander of the Ministry of Security has been your deputy. And you, already a dead person, naturally don't need to pass you through what they want to do."

"My deputy..." Bian Zhenqiang immediately remembered the deputy who was called into the conference room by the general manager during the base meeting. "Why is this happening?"

Bian Zhenqiang didn't understand how such a change happened when they were visiting Bambia.

"Director Bian, don't you understand?" Liu Dun looked at Bian Zhenqiang with a smile, "All this is the handwriting of the general manager, and his purpose is to completely anger everyone in the Ministry of Security through your death. Then he used his own people to control the Ministry of Security. Then, all the crimes were held on the head of Lord Xiao. In this way, both Lord Xiao was eliminated, and Lin Clan could be divided up in a fair way, and the general power was completely controlled. In your own hands."

Liu Dun's ‘owner’ sentence pierced Bian Zhenqiang’s ears. He was loyal to the president and the empire. How could he not be his own?

During the last base meeting, he vaguely felt something was wrong. However, he didn't think much about it. Because that is the boss, everyone is working hard to build an empire, so how come there are those nasty problems.

It seems that he is still naive now.

The General Manager deserves to be the General Manager. In order to achieve his goal, he and Lin Xiao were removed, and he even took so many lives in the embassy to bury him.

"Don't worry, you shouldn't die, none of them died." Lin Xiao said lightly.

That means, all the damned are dead? Including, the bodyguard who shot him before?

Bian Zhenqiang was very sad. It was the kind of heart-wrenching sadness. He never thought that President General would treat him like this, "Then what should we do now?"

"You are a dead man, I am a traitor, what do you say?" Lin Xiaoyun said calmly.

"Of course I have to go back to the empire, find a way to solve the problem, and not be framed in vain!" Bian Zhenqiang was heartbroken.

But soon, he calmed down.

Since it was a game set by the General Manager, how could it be so easy for them to return to the empire.

But, are they going to keep hiding like this next?

"Don't worry." Lin Xiao picked up the knife and fork again, cut up the steak, and motioned to Liu Dun to give Bian Zhenqiang a copy.

"Why don't you be in a hurry!" Bian Zhenqiang patted the table in a hurry, "Your wife is about to give birth, are you not in a hurry?"

Wanting to say Chenxi, Lin Xiao smiled softly, "That really should be anxious. If you don't go back, that little girl should be angry."

When Bian Zhenqiang saw Lin Xiao's unhurried appearance, he was really anxious, "It's all burning eyebrows, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Xiao looked up and said very seriously, "Miss my wife."

Bian Zhenqiang, "..."

Liu Dun sighed slightly, and looked at Bian Zhenqiang with some sympathy.

The look in his eyes seemed to say, Minister Bian endure, endure it, and you'll get used to it.

...

At Lin's Mansion, Yan Chenxi had just taken a shower and walked out of the bathroom. She was about to change her clothes. Suddenly her abdomen hurts again.

Forcing her to sit on the bed and adjust her breathing.

She finally realized that something was wrong with herself.