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In the middle of the main room of the Cao Mansion, all the cups and cups were overturned, hot tea was splashed everywhere, and the sound was chilling.

Right now, the person sent to assassinate is kneeling on the ground, waiting for Boss Cao to deal with him.

At this moment, Boss Cao is at the critical moment of anger.

This murderous black hand failed again and again. Boss Cao was so angry that he took down people to vent his anger. There was not enough beating or scolding.

"Wu Qingzhi rode wildly on my head, and you will do the same!"

Boss Cao was trembling with rage, and while he was talking, he unfolded the letter that came back, "I want to see what kind of sweet words he can say!"

However, with just a sweeping glance, Boss Cao's face darkened.

Then, within a short while, there was only a bang, and it was Boss Cao who clutched his chest tightly and collapsed into his seat.

There were a few sentences in the letter, but the words were full of murderous and heart-wrenching words.

Mr. Cao, Ann.

Suwen heard that the young master's favorite beauty is Feng Xiaoman, who is a famous prostitute in Yue'an City. Although a beautiful woman is rare, one must avoid her origin.

This woman likes to paint with black pen, which seems to be a mole. You can refer to the newspaper photos. She is beautiful, but it is unusual.

Wu stayed abroad for [-] years, and he still remembers European history. There is a saying in it that people who contract syphilis will develop sores on the face at the beginning, and patients will cover up moles with strokes.

The danger of syphilis lies in the fact that the disease is terminally ill, it is difficult to get up from the bed, and the limbs are festered, and there is no cure.

In addition, Wu got news by chance that Feng Xiaoman had been very ill before, unable to see customers, and it was probably the end of the road.

I hope that your son will not indulge in female sex and keep his health. I also wish Boss Cao a prosperous business, a full house of children and grandchildren, and a happy family.

Written by Wu Qingzhi, a junior.

After Boss Cao read the letter, he felt his blood surge up, his tongue went numb, and he couldn't speak for a while.

"If Aimin is really sick, and if something happens, I will make him pay for his life! Let him pay for his life!"

Boss Cao had a few turbid tears in his eyes, and his voice was mournful.

"Wu Qingzhi, you and I cannot live together!"

The next day is a working day, Chi Rong wakes up, but is entangled by Wu Qingzhi.

"Chi Rong, change my clothes for me."

Wu Qingzhi's voice was deep, his eyes were dim and full of lust.

"Why do you want me to come, don't you have hands yourself!" Chi Rong blushed and shouted.

"My hands are inconvenient," Wu Qingzhi raised his gauze-wrapped hands and said with a chuckle, "Besides, isn't it right for a wife to change her husband's clothes?"

But seeing Chi Rong hesitate, Wu Qingzhi sighed again, pretending to be frustrated and said: "Chi Rong, when you first entered the door, you always took good care of me, now, maybe you are tired of me."

"How come, don't talk nonsense!" Chi Rong interrupted him again and again, "Sit down, I'll help you get dressed."

So, Wu Qingzhi smiled, opened his knees, and sat on the edge of the bed, with one hand resting on his side and the other hanging on his lap.

On the other side, Chi Rong was slender and slightly bent, wearing a shirt for Wu Qingzhi.

But seeing Chi Rong's fingertips trembling and buttoning up buttons clumsily, her little face blushed violently, and the tips of her ears became even hotter.

This time, Chi Rong was not pretending to be coquettish, but extremely shy.

She had seen Wu Qingzhi's naked body before, but no matter how many times she saw it, it was only a fleeting glimpse. Chi Rong never dared to stare at Wu Qingzhi's body carefully.

Unexpectedly, at the moment, they were so close that if they were not careful, their fingertips would touch Wu Qingzhi's warm chest.

In this way, although Chi Rong's eyes were wandering, he couldn't help sneaking a few sneak peeks.

Wu Qingzhi's skin is fair, and he thought it was Shengxue Wuxia, but there is a light gray dot on his side, which is very eye-catching.

Chi Rong's eyes followed the trend, but saw two lines of texture deepening left and right, gradually submerged under the belt.

Suddenly, Chi Rong's mind buzzed.

"Chi Rong? If you don't button up your buttons, you'll be late for work later."

Wu Qingzhi's hoarse laughter came from beside his ears, which made Chi Rong's cheeks blush.

Chi Rong panicked and said, "Why are you talking so much nonsense! Otherwise, you will deduct it yourself!"

"Chi Rong, I want you."

His laughter was captivating.

Chi Rong then bit his lower lip tightly, and hastily buttoned up the button. Just as he was about to get away, Wu Qingzhi grabbed a pair of small hands and locked them on his chest.

"Chi Rong, in fact... from the very beginning, you missed a button." Wu Qingzhi kissed Chi Rong's face with a smile, and said softly, "Madam, please do it again."

Such teasing made Chi Rong feel extremely ashamed, but unexpectedly, this was just Xu Yi's beginning.

So let's go to work, Wu Qingzhi did the same trick again, but because of his injury, he insisted on Chi Rong come to sit in his office.

Chi Rong stood at the door with a disgusted face, refusing to go forward.

"New colleague, I will entrust you with an important task today." Wu Qingzhi vowed, "Come and sit down, and assist the leader in the office."

Chi Rong gritted her teeth: "I'm an accountant, a goods manager, not a secretary! Your two secretaries are next door."

Wu Qingzhi didn't change his face, and smiled slightly: "Chi Rong, I will give you privileges, please manage the leaders and take care of me."

After finishing speaking, Fu took out a pack of frosted hawthorns from the table, "My hands are not convenient, please feed me."

Chi Rongyuan was hard-spoken and soft-hearted. She would never respond to Wu Qingzhi's courtship, but she always had to delay it.

Now, Wu Qingzhi even seduced him with sweets, and Chi Rong immediately responded.

"Okay, I'm not a ruthless person either!"

So Chi Rong stomped behind the table, dragged a chair casually and sat down, first took a few hawthorns to satisfy his craving, and then fed one to Wu Qingzhi.

In the final analysis, Wu Qingzhi's wound was not serious, it was just a scratch on the flesh. Unexpectedly, the forest was full of black mud and rot, and when he rubbed his palm, it seemed a little shocking.

Now, after rubbing the medicine and wrapping it in gauze, not only can I write, but I can also move freely.

But he didn't say anything, he just hid his bad ideas in order to take the opportunity to get close to Chi Rong.

So, throughout the morning, Chi Rong nestled in a chair and gnawed hawthorns, but from time to time helped Wu Qingzhi settle the accounts and refill the pen again.

Seeing that it was noon, just at the time of dinner, there was a light knock on the door, and when the door was answered, it was Jiang Mengguang who came.

"Oh, did I come here by accident and disturb your relationship?" Jiang Mengguang said with a playful smile, "It's hot today, so I sent someone to buy some sugar water and send it over. There are so many tricks! Wu Qing, come and pick with me." A few bowls to eat."

Wu Qingzhi got up when he heard the words.

Chi Rong grabbed his clothes and said with a smile: "I want to eat the coldest."

Wu Qingzhi smiled lightly, tapped Chi Rong's forehead, and left.

He went out of the house with Jiang Mengguang, closed the door, and walked into the next room, his face changed into a smile.

Wu Qingzhi said in a low voice: "Chi Rong won't come with you, just say it."

Jiang Mengguang curled his lips and said, "There's a letter over there, and Master Cao is really not well."