President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

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Chen Xiuzhu clinked glasses with Zhang Jingjing, Zhang Jingjing's eyes flickered, and she wished she could fit seamlessly onto him.

"Leng Yue and Feng Yin are having a hard time this time, are you happy?" When Zhang Jingjing mentioned Feng Yin, she purposely gave Chen Xiuzhu an extra look.

"Speak straight."

After these years of tempering, Chen Xiuzhu has long since become cold and ruthless instead of the infatuated kind he used to be. He thought he looked like Leng Yan, but in fact, he was leaning towards the other extreme.

"I think...you still care about Fengyin."

After Zhang Jingjing finished speaking, she looked at him nervously.

She has been with Chen Xiuzhu for a long time, so she knows that Feng Yin is his weakness.

"Really? What about you? Why do you have to touch someone I don't let you touch?"

Cold fingers restrained her throat, Zhang Jingjing's wine glass slipped to the ground, she was struggling to breathe, both hands firmly grasped Chen Xiuzhu's hand pinching her throat, her eyes were full of pleading and pain.

Who would have thought that Chen Xiuzhu, who clinked glasses with her to celebrate just a second ago, would want her life in this second.

"I told you, John Chas is not as simple as it seems on the surface. Before we discover his real purpose, don't get too close to him. What do you want me to say about you? Is a bitch really a bitch?"

Chen Xiuzhu threw Zhang Jingjing away vigorously, although the strength to restrain her throat was gone, Zhang Jingjing's head hit the corner of the table hard.

There was a muffled sound, and blood flowed from his forehead.

Zhang Jingjing lowered her head, her long hair covered her cheeks, and she dared not say a word.

Although she is now the first assistant beside Chen Xiuzhu, it is not too much to say that Chen Xiuzhu is a murderer.

Zhang Jingjing really wanted to ask him, do you think you look like Leng Yan now?

Why do you have to compete with a dead man?
Why can't I see my contribution?

"sorry Sorry……"

Although Zhang Jingjing hated her, she could only say sorry on her face.

This is the case in relationships, the person who falls in love first loses in a mess.

Zhang Jingjing left the room, Chen Xiuzhu was wearing a bathrobe and sitting on the balcony smoking a cigarette, the smoke was lingering, reflecting his lonely and fierce face.

After a long time, he dialed a number.

Familiar with the number already engraved in the bone.

When the phone was connected, the other side should know who he was, without saying a word.

"Have you received all the big gifts I gave you?" Chen Xiuzhu said, his deep voice was no longer as warm and caring as before.

The former Chen Xiuzhu was dead, he died when he met her for the last time in the night palace.

"You must find out the truth now. I will deal with you and Leng Shi. If you don't hurry up and find out, other troubles will arise. Feng Yin, why don't you beg me?"

Chen Xiuzhu's voice was gloomy, like a ghost wandering around in the dark night, and when he saw a little light, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to plunge into a dark corner.

He is afraid of light, and what he is afraid of is the light that was tender and infatuated in his heart in the past.

Feng Yin hung up the phone without saying a word.

She didn't even bother to give Chen Xiuzhu a single word of response.

The wine glass in Chen Xiuzhu's hand fell on the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him. The price of head-on confrontation would be that both of them would be hurt, or one of them would be crushed to pieces.

Looking at the glass that fell to the ground and shattered into slag, Chen Xiuzhu raised his foot and stepped on it by accident.

There is a strange feeling in the bottom of the foot, does it hurt?He didn't know how much he had endured more pain than this, so where did he go?

The most painful thing is when Fengyin betrayed their love at the beginning.

He fell in love more and more deeply, but she turned around and walked decisively with Leng Yan.