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A few minutes later, Le Ling changed stockings and opened the car door with a blush.

What made her wonder was that he encountered the man twice in embarrassment, and he helped him.

"I'm fine, thank you." Le Ling said quietly.

"Well, then go back."

On the way back, Zhang Xingyun couldn't help but wonder, "Why are there so many reporters today?"

Speaking of this, Le Ling did not understand, "I am also very strange. It is confidential to say that Huaan International is going to introduce new products. An Zong has never said this publicly, but how do they know? "

The woman said, Zhang Xingyun's brow furrowed. Isn't it a coincidence?

Although he didn't want Anxin to do this in his heart, now, when Ya'an loses his prescription and is overwhelmed, Huaan International has to launch a new listing. He Zhang Xingyun never believed in coincidence.

"What you said is true?" Zhang Xingyun's tone became cold as the matter involved An Xin.

Le Ling was still wondering about these reporters and replied without thinking, "Why am I lying to you ..."

Before he finished speaking, he looked up at the man's eyes and was startled.

The man's eyes lost the past laziness and became bottomless. Realizing that he seemed to have revealed the company's secret, he quickly urged, "Don't tell me that this matter is still confidential."

"I know." Zhang Xingyun responded with a deep voice, and then left and returned to the security room.

Looking at the man's back, Le Ling was a little strange. He didn't seem to say anything wrong. Why did he look angry?

Zhang Xingyun had already made a decision in his heart. He had vowed that no one would want to hurt Ling Xiaoya anymore, whether it was physical or mental, even Anxin.

After returning home, Zhang Xingyun looked at the empty house, thinking of Ling Xiaoya's emotions these days, and took her cell phone to text her.

To his surprise, the female president even returned, and told Zhang Xingyun not to wait for her, she and Wilson had dinner together.

If before, Zhang Xingyun must have exploded Mao, but now, he has moved his hands and feet with the foreigner, so naturally there is no need to worry, not to mention, the more obvious it is, the less problematic it will be.

When Ling Xiaoya came back, it was zero, Zhang Xingyun took her slippers, "rest early."

"Well, you have to sleep quickly." Even with makeup on, it's hard to hide the fatigue on Ling Xiaoya's face.

After the sound of the bath in the woman's room fell and the room was calm, Zhang Xingyun left the villa.

Unlike Ling Xiaoya's busy and tired, Anxin's mood has been pretty good recently.

Although Ya'an had just snatched Longde's monopoly right, they now have to delay the launch of new products, and they also know that the reason for their delay may be very serious, which makes her feel that Huaan International's opportunity is coming.

If at this time, Huaan International can launch new products and win a strong response, then the current balance of the two companies will be affected.

With these as a support, I am not afraid to take back the monopoly right of Longde.

An Xin has also slept very well recently. It seems that she hasn't slept so fast since she competed with Ya'an.

But it does not include today.

When the woman was woken up, she found a man standing in front of the window. The tall figure made her feel a little suffocated.

"Who?"

Her right hand felt like a pillow, and she lived alone for many years, making her the habit of putting a dagger beside her.

"Looking for this?" The man in front of the window suddenly opened his mouth, his voice hoarse beyond recognition, covered in a black cloak, with a white mask on his face, "It's a good knife, it's quite profitable."

Seeing the man pulling the dagger out and flicking the blade, the woman's heart began to panic. "What do you want to do?"

An Xin has never seen such a scene, but he must always know what he wants to do before he can deal with him.

"I don't want to do anything." The man walked toward An Xin. An Xin shrank back every time he stepped forward. "Ask you a few questions, I hope you can answer me seriously."

Disregarding Anxin's struggle, the man grabbed her hand and pressed it onto the bedside table.

A sharp dagger gestured on the back of the woman's hand, "I ask, you answer, but you have to think clearly before you speak, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind."

Cold sweat erupted on An Xin's face and was awakened like this in the middle of the night. If it is not psychologically strong, it may be insane.

She nodded, and the man opened her mouth.

"Where is the recipe?"

"What formula ..." An Xin said just now, and the man stuck the tip of the knife into the back of her hand, still bit by bit.

"I said, you want to say it clearly."

This hoarse voice was like a lifespan for An Xin. The pain on the back of her hand made her cold sweat wet the pajamas, but she could not scream. If it provokes a man, I don't know what he will do.

"I really do not know."

Every time An Xin didn't know, the man would move the knife in his hand and draw one by one.

Until the woman's white hands were drawn with a cross on her back, blood was flowing down the knife mark, An Xin couldn't help it anymore, she couldn't help but cried out, with tears like a man begging for mercy, "I said, it's me Take the prescription, kill you to kill you. "

In the woman's voice, there was crying, fear, and grievance.

The man sighed, let go of his hand, inserted the dagger back, and threw it on the woman's bed.

"It doesn't look like you." He stood up and walked out of the door.

Suddenly felt something behind him wanted to fly by himself, Zhang Xingyun turned sideways and hid, the cup hit the door frame and shattered.

But it was not this sudden danger that stopped him, but the words of the woman behind him, "Zhang Xingyun, you bastard!"

He didn't expect Anxin to recognize himself, "Sorry, you are the wrong person."

"It's you, I remember what your hands looked like."

Zhang Xingyun didn't speak anymore and went straight out the door, but when he stood at the door and heard the woman crying, he looked at his hand.

Holding a gun and a knife all year round, it is difficult to leave no traces, not to mention that there are scars on my hands. If you look carefully, it is really easy to recognize.

Although it was his own carelessness, he didn't expect An Xin to even see it.

The depressed voice made him feel a little guilty. For Ling Xiaoya, he had to do it. There was nothing wrong with it. The strange thing was that she and Ling Xiaoya were not friends but opponents.

However, he was still fortunate in his heart, at least the person who took the prescription was not her.

If Anxin hadn't admitted it just now, he wouldn't let him go so easily, most of the tricks were fake.

But then, Zhang Xingyun was also worried, not An Xin, then the rest were employees, and even the people of Ya'an could not be ruled out. How could he check?

Could it be that every one of them came to this service?

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