Fall In Love with the Boss Every Day

After An Yurong said this, she hung up the phone, Tao Yanxi put away her phone and went straight out of the company.

Half an hour later, Tao Yanxi came to the abandoned factory in the north of the city.

At this time, the sky began to get cloudy, thick clouds blocked the sun, and there was a faint sound of thunder in the sky, and it seemed that it was going to rain.

Tao Yanxi got out of the car and walked slowly into the abandoned factory.

The factory smelled of rotten rust mixed with a damp musty smell.

Tao Yanxi's footsteps sounded in the factory, step by step, as if stepping on someone's heart.

"Jingle bell..." Her phone rang again.

Tao Yanxi picked up the phone and heard the voice over there.

"I see you, go forward! Hurry up!" An Yurong said hoarsely.

Tao Yanxi followed An Yurong's instructions and walked slowly inside. Two minutes later, she saw Song Qinglian tied to a chair, and An Yurong with a knife standing behind him.

The blade touched Song Qinglian's neck, and there was faint blood oozing out.

There was a smile on Song Qinglian's face, as if thinking of something happy.

"I'm here, let him go." Tao Yanxi said lightly, showing no emotion.

An Yurong sneered, "Let him go? When I asked you to let me go, why didn't you let me go?"

"Do you know what my life was like after you sent the guy surnamed Qin to prison?"

An Yurong sneered again and again, looking at Tao Yanxi with vicious eyes.

"You like him a lot, don't you?"

An Yurong waved the knife, and the cold knife swiped gently on Song Qinglian's face, leaving a mark.

"What do you like about him? This face?"

An Yurong wanted to cut Song Qinglian's face as she spoke.

"Stop!" Tao Yanxi said coldly.

Song Qinglian didn't speak from the beginning to the end, he just looked at Tao Yanxi, and Taohua's eyes flashed a little bit.

"What do you want?" Tao Yanxi asked.

"What do you want?" An Yurong sneered, "If I were the entire Tianji Group, would you give it?"

"Here." Tao Yanxi said without any hesitation.

An Yurong was taken aback for a moment, as if she did not expect that Tao Yanxi agreed without hesitation at all.

After being stunned, he felt even more resentment towards Song Qinglian in his heart, what's so good about this man? Is it worth Tao Yanxi doing this?

"Oh, you don't want me either!" An Yurong's eyes flashed with madness.

"I want you to die! I want you to die!" An Yurong suddenly became crazy.

Tao Yanxi clenched her fists and walked forward step by step.

"You are not allowed to go forward! You are not allowed to go forward!"

An Yurong brandished the knife, he held Song Qinglian's collar, and looked at Tao Yanxi threateningly.

Tao Yanxi stopped, "I can replace him."

"Change?" An Yurong shook his head, "No no no, I want you to watch him disfigure and die little by little."

"If you dare to do this, I will definitely make your life worse than death." Tao Yanxi said in a deep voice.

"Huh? Life is better than death? I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that life is better than death? I have nothing, no more!"

When An Yurong said that, he raised his knife and walked towards Song Qinglian's face fiercely.

Song Qinglian closed her eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. There was irony and relief in her smile, and more importantly, she saw through something.

When the smell of blood spread in the air, the expected pain did not come, Song Qinglian suddenly opened her eyes...