President, please give me a hug

If it wasn't for her bearing that face that he had missed, Ah Jin would not have been able to get out of the confusion. What is fake is always fake. As long as he is sensible enough, he will not be fascinated.

The nonsense is over, it's time to get down to business.

The woman was forced by him to have nowhere to retreat, and she fell down without paying attention, looking up at the face she was tired of seeing, and felt for a moment that what she had learned before was useless at all.

The person in front of her was far more cunning than she had imagined. Just an opening statement had already weakened a large part of her confidence.

An instruction came from the headset, and the woman stood up calmly, gently patted off the residue, the sand on the skirt, and said in a soft voice: "Please follow me."

Ah Jin put away his cynical attitude, and followed the woman closely, for fear that he would lose her if he didn't pay attention.

Passing through a dense forest on the island, there is a large villa with white walls and blue tiles on the top of the mountain. It looks majestic from the outside, and the interior decoration must not be bad.

But when Ah Jin walked into the villa and saw the simple modern decoration, he suddenly understood a truth, not to just look at the surface of everything.

"You wait in the living room for a while, I will ask the master to come down to see you." The woman led him to the living room, asked the maid to serve a pot of good tea, turned and left without waiting for his answer.

Ah Jin also had a clean ear, anyway, he was waiting outside the beach before, and it was much more comfortable here than outside, so it didn't matter if he waited any longer, as long as he didn't exceed his patience.

The woman trotted upstairs, walked to the door of the study, nodded to the two bodyguards guarding the door, and then entered her fingerprints, and the door of the study opened slowly.

He walked in with strides, and before she could speak and report the progress of getting along with Ah Jin, a teacup flew towards her.

She didn't dare to dodge, she closed her eyes and waited for the pain to come, she knew that the master was angry.

"Master, I..." The woman wanted to explain, but before she finished speaking, another teacup was thrown over her.This time, the cup and the hot tea attacked her arm, and soon there was a blush on her fair arm.

But the mysterious man didn't seem to be relieved. He picked up the teapot from the table, walked towards her, raised the teapot above her head, and watched the tea overflow from the tilted teapot mouth. Wherever it flows, it will appear later. Delicate red.

"What are you still doing alive?" He never raises useless waste, and even when he saw that woman being poured with tea, he didn't show any sympathy.Because he knows that everyone around him is just a pawn, and all he cares about is winning or losing the game. What kind of ending these people will have in the end has never been in his consideration.

These words deeply hurt her heart. She had asked herself this question many times.

Why is she still alive?Living in this world with another person's appearance?She can't recognize her former relatives and friends, and can't live in the way she feels most comfortable. With such an artificial life, why does she still live instead of die?

How nice it is to die, isn't it just to be burned to ashes after death, and sprinkled into the sea, it's simple and simple.

But she is afraid, afraid of death, no matter how difficult life is now, she also wants to live, only by living can she get what she wants.And if she died, no one in this world would remember her anymore.