Gaming God!President Gao Leng is a goddess

Chapter 11 Changed
Jian Mo looked in that direction, his eyes were full of anger.
Yeling felt the change of the 'boy' in front of him, and an unknown emotion welled up in his heart.
The air was filled with the smell of bullet smoke.
Very good, Yeyou.
You have exceeded my limit!

I, Jian Mo, will not let you go!No matter what the price!
"Let's go to the base."

After returning to the company, the low pressure on Jian Mo's body has never dropped. The people in the company thought it was because of work, so they desperately demanded to work overtime.
***Team base
Everyone at the base is depressed because of the school incident.
Yu Qing and Xiao Miao, who were usually the most noisy, ate quietly.
A meal, everyone is absent-minded.
After dinner, the five of Yeling took Xi'er to the training room to play games.
Jian Mo is processing official documents in the office.
5 minutes……

15 minutes……

Three 10 minutes...

Jian Mo no longer had the heart to look at the documents, and the uneasiness in his heart began to prolong continuously.
No!

'jingle bell... jingle bell'

There was an abrupt sound in the training room.
Under the eyes of everyone, Jazz took out his mobile phone.
"Hey...boss."

"Jace, come to my office."

"Oh, I see."

"Boss told me to go to the office."

Jazz put down his phone and gave the others a reassurance.
When he left the training room, Jazz couldn't understand the meaning of the eyes that everyone gave him.
***
'Knock knock knock. '

"Enter."

"Boss, what can I do for you?"

That's what Jazz said when he pushed the door open.
"sit down."

Jian Mo's serious voice let Jazz know that things are not simple.
"I guess you saw it."

Jian Mo's tone was affirmative.
"Well, it's Yeyou." Jazz knew it well.
"Actually, Yeyou came to me before and begged me to go back to 'Yeying'."

"But you refused."

Jazz understands Jian Mo's character, and he will not regret it after making a decision.
"The 'Yeying' has changed over the years, you and I know what Yeyou did."

Jian Mo suddenly felt very sad, his former comrade-in-arms is now pointing a gun at you.
Funny!
"Boss, I found out that someone is manipulating 'Ye Ying'. I think 'Ye Ying' will not live long."

"Yes, their recent behavior is rampant, and someone will always take them."

"But hopefully it's not me."

There was deep worry in Jian Mo's eyes.
'Night Shadow' was built by me, and I don't want it to be destroyed by me.
"Today's incident, I hope it will be the last time. If there is another time, I think there will be no need for 'Night Shadow' in this world."

"Well, I know." Jazz couldn't help trembling in his heart.
Yeyou, you went too far this time!
"Okay, it's all right, let's go to training. There is a competition next month."

"Ah? Isn't there still two months left?"

"The time has come earlier, let other people know, don't leave the company easily if you have nothing to do recently."

"Yes, got it."

Jazz left after speaking, and when he opened the door, he thought of something and turned around again.
"Boss, the old man called me this morning and told me that tomorrow night the old mansion will hold a banquet to celebrate Jian Ling's 16th birthday. He asked the boss to bring Xi'er back."

"Oh, I see."

"Don't think about Jian Xuan too much."

Jian Mo's pupils shrank.
Jane Xuan...

'Click. '

Jazz had already opened the door and left.
"Jane Ling..."

Looking at the night outside the window, Jian Mo gradually lost his mind.
***
"Brother, hurry up, let's go and play with Brother Ling."

Jian Ling and Jian Xuan stood at the door hand in hand, looking expectantly at the handsome boy playing games on the sofa.
Jian Mo turned his head and called out helplessly.
"I still have to play games. I have a competition next week. I'm with you Brother Ling, so I don't have time to play."

"Huh? Compete with brother Ling? Then we go to play today, you must win!"

Jian Xuan looked very excited.
"Oh, hey, you take brother Ling one at a time, then who am I?"

"You are our real brother."

Jian Ling and Jian Xuan coaxed Jian Mo with one voice.
"Well, that's about the same."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Xi'er was not born that year.
That year Jian Mo was nine years old.
That year Jian Xuan and Jian Ling were four years old.
Nothing changed that year...

(End of this chapter)