Cannon Fodder Counterattack: BOSS, you follow me

Chapter 183
"Xia Xunxiu, you must tell me today why I was able to successfully climb into Xiao Chenyuan's bed as an undercover agent and still live by his side until now."

Xia Xunxiu's expression froze on her face, and she asked seriously, "You really want to know?"

Lan Ling nodded solemnly: "Well, I think that as the person involved, I have the right to know the ins and outs of this matter."

Xia Xunxiu smiled secretly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Lan Ling, it's not the right time to talk about these things." As she spoke, a trace of coldness flashed across her eyes.

Just now when Mother Li walked up to her, she pinched the bones in her waist with her warm and generous palms, with a spring smile all over her face, but she used icy cold words:
"Xia Xunxiu, you should know what you should say and what you shouldn't say. Otherwise, relying on the feelings your dead sister left behind with the master, your safety...is hard to say."

This is not the first time that mother Li has threatened her.She also knew that Li's mother's words definitely had a high degree of credibility, and the threat was not just a simple threat.

Lan Ling lowered her eyes, knowing that even if she pestered her again, Xia Xunxiu would not say anything.

But at this time, in the secret basement of the villa, in the resplendent and resplendent room, there are all kinds of terrifying instruments of torture.

Xiao Chenyuan sat in front of his work, leaning his back on the chair behind him, holding a cigarette between his fingers, and lazily rolled it onto the back of a man kneeling on the ground.

At the same moment, the man's slightly dark hands trembled slightly, and the place burned by the cigarette butt immediately turned dark red, but the man didn't make a sound at all.

"I asked you to find someone, but you couldn't find anyone. Did you live too leisurely recently?" Xiao Chenyuan said lightly, but this sentence frightened the man kneeling below him, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground , knocked his head heavily on the ground, pressed his nose against the ground and said in a trembling voice:
"Master, there really is no such thing as a 'Xiaoer'! We pulled out the history of Miss An's last three generations, and even investigated who was hugged by Miss An when she was born, but this 'Xiaoer'... "

The man frowned and paused, closed his eyes and prayed, hoping that he could still see the sun tomorrow.

"Master, we guess that maybe this mistress is just a fictional character made up by Ms. An, or in other words, a relatively private personal item of Ms. An, named as a doll."

Xiao Chenyuan tapped the table with his fingers rhythmically. After thinking for a while, it seemed that An Lanling really liked some furry things.

He nodded, as if he was in a good mood, "Get up."

"Yes." The man kneeling on the ground finally dared to get up.

But even when he stood up, he still bent slightly and stood with his hands in front of him, with the appearance of "at any time to be ordered by you."

Xiao Chenyuan closed his eyes and rested for a while, then suddenly said:

"Did An Lanling's father die at my hands?"

The man was a little surprised that Xiao Chenyuan would actually care about this kind of issue, and blurted out an upward "ah?".

Xiao Chenyuan opened his eyes suddenly, and stared at him with abyss-like pupils: "Why, do you even have to repeat the question twice?"

A gust of wind hit, and the man's legs became a little weak again. Fortunately, his reflexes were not bad, and he immediately began to search for information in his brain.

An Lanling... An Lanling... An Lanling...

(End of this chapter)