Lure from a wealthy family: The devil’s president can’t get enough

In a certain villa, Yang Gan was sitting in the monitoring room in his spare time, looking at the old woman sitting on the screen. She looked like she was in her 50s, and she was beautifully dressed. The powder on her face seemed to fall off with just a little more facial expression. Land, looking around anxiously.

Just like that, an hour later, the woman on the screen began to twist her body in the chair, and it was obvious that she was a little bit unable to hold on.

Touching his nose, Yang Gan was a little surprised. The fourth child on Yinghua Avenue turned out to be of excellent mental quality. He persisted in the room for two hours before he became a little loose.

"Master, can we start?" The assistant next to him bent over and asked Yang Gan who was sitting on the sofa.

Yang Gan shook his head, the news he got so soon must be false, he wanted to completely disintegrate the old woman's psychological defense, so he could do it overnight.

"Ann't there any clues about who Ann is?" Yang Qian looked away from the screen and asked the assistant.

The assistant handed a document to Yang Gan.

Flipping it open, I looked at the photo above in amazement. In the end, the corners of my mouth were curved coldly. It really was this woman!Want to live this time?

It was another two hours, during which Yang Gan and Xiao An'an made a video call for an hour, and took a shower in the shooting room for an hour before returning to the monitoring room and picking up the walkie-talkie: "It's time to start."

After giving the order, he looked at the screen with great interest.

The old woman on the screen was still sitting on a chair at first, but she stood up later, her eyes widened in horror, and she accidentally tore off the jade pendant she was wearing on her ear, staring at her without knowing the pain. ahead.

There was also a huge screen in front of her. The person inside held a sharp knife and gently pulled up a person's hair, revealing her pale facial features and weak eyes, staring at the front in despair.

The cold dagger was lightly pressed against the woman's forehead, and then the blade stood up. The thin tip of the knife touched the woman's hairline. A bloodstain cut out the outline along the woman's face. During the whole process, the woman screamed The sound was like a dying cat, and the old woman on the side of the screen was so frightened that she squatted on the ground trembling.

"What's the name of the woman you sent to Sakura Avenue?" A cold and weird voice came, and the old woman shouted in despair: "I don't know, I don't know!"

"Who is Ann? Is it Nan Qiyu?" The voice continued, as if the voice of death came from the depths of hell.

"No...ah!" The old woman just wanted to say no, but when she looked up and saw the woman on the screen, her entire face was torn off, and the scream of horror was only halfway out, and the old woman fell down.

Yang Gan waved his hand to let people in, the picture on the screen froze, a bucket of cold water poured down, the powder on the old woman's face became a ball, she opened her eyes to finish the second half of the scream, and curled up in the room Behind the only chair, I dare not look at the screen.

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Yang Gan's mouth, and he pressed the control button in his hand, and screens appeared on the top, bottom, left, and right sides of the old woman's room, and the screens were all the last images of the woman whose skin had been torn off.

The old woman closed her eyes in dismay: "Yes, yes, it's Nan Qiyu. She gave me 300 million. That woman's name is Mu Xingyao, and she is Jun Shaoqing's wife."

Yang Gan narrowed his eyes: "Mu Xingyao?"

"Yes, yes, no, no, it's the fake Mu Xingyao. Nan Qiyu said that she would give this woman to Jun Shaoqing. Later, Jun Shaoqing took her away, and Nan Qiyu returned 200 million to me. "The old woman hurriedly corrected, for fear that she would also become the woman in the picture.

Yang Gan waved away all the big screens before turning around and leaving.

Nan Qiyu?No one can kill you, so I will keep you for a few more days. It seems that Jiro Yamamoto helped that woman because of Nan Qiyu, so Jiro Yamamoto's goal must be Jun Shaohua from the Eagle Group .

In the Big Eagle Group, Yang Gan tapped his fingers on the table. He was always looking for opportunities. It seemed that he really wanted to go to the Big Eagle Group. He pondered for a moment and asked, "Where is that woman named Fangzi?"

"I've already gone back to Jiro Yamamoto's place, Yoshiko will visit Aunt Hua every week or so, if..."

Yang Gan raised his hand to stop the assistant from continuing, but left with the bag containing the beggar's uniform.

"What about this old woman?" The assistant asked eagerly after glancing at the old woman on the screen.

"Shut up." Yang Gan dropped three words and left the villa.

He's going to the Big Eagle Group, whether or not he'll meet Sasaki aside, that woman named Kyoko is probably Mommy, he doesn't want to delay, Fangzi is the most direct way.

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Yoshiko was walking on the cherry blossom avenue, and from a distance, she saw a little beggar curled up on the corner of the street, with messy hair and dirty little hands holding half a loaf of bread.

Hesitantly took out the change from the bag, walked over, and threw it into the broken cardboard box in front of the little beggar.

"Thank you." Yang Gan raised his head, looked at Fangzi and thanked Fangzi softly.

"No...you don't need it." Fangzi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly, turned around, walked a few steps, and looked back.

The little beggar almost frightened her to death, thinking that Sasaki was being mischievous again.

As usual, Aunt Hua was indifferent to Fangzi's arrival, as if she didn't even want to say a word.

Fangzi still cooks delicious meals for Aunt Hua.

"I saw a little beggar." Fangzi put a bowl of rice in front of Aunt Hua, saying nothing.

Aunt Hua looked outside and sighed: "A silly boy who came here to find his mother, it's been so many days, and he just won't leave."

Fangzi accompanied Aunt Hua after dinner and was about to leave with a handbag. Aunt Hua brought an umbrella and said, "It's raining outside, so I don't need to come here from now on."

Fangzi just bent down to thank Aunt Hua for her umbrella. When she opened the door, it was raining patter outside, not very heavy but continuous.

Holding an umbrella, he subconsciously glanced at the corner of the street again, and stopped in his tracks.

The little beggar was still there, covering his small body with a piece of plastic sheeting, and curled up in the corner to avoid the rain. The plastic sheeting was too small, and most of his body was wet, holding the broken cardboard box in his arms.

"You, come with me?" Fangzi walked over, covered the rain with an umbrella, and asked softly.

Yang Gan lowered his head, looked at the canvas shoes with exposed toes, and asked timidly, "Then will you help me find my mommy?"

Fangzi shook her head and leaned over: "Little friend, you need to take care of me now, and it's the same to find her slowly after I go back."

"Really?" Yang Qian's eyes were full of joy and shyness, and even fear.

Fangzi smiled softly: "Of course, I make you full every day, and you can find Mommy when you are full, right?"

Yang Gan smiled and nodded vigorously.

[I'm sorry everyone, this chapter is yesterday's Chapter 1, everyone, don't miss it, because this chapter is the key point, Xiangxiang made a mistake, and I will be serious and serious in the future, sorry, dears~ please forgive me. 】