Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

"Why not? You didn't see him killing people in public, even his good brother! Is this something normal people can do?"

"It's really insane. Can he manage the huge Chu Group well?"

"Haven't you heard that recently Chu's board of directors is discussing the removal of his position and re-electing the person in power. It is estimated that he has gone crazy, and someone has already known about it."

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The photo of Chu Linshen pinching Chen Yunzhi's neck somehow spread on the Internet.

Soon, the discussion about "Chu Linshen went crazy" attracted the attention of the whole network.

The man standing at the top of the business pyramid holds the lifeline of the empire's economy in his hands, regardless of his power or status, he is above him.In addition, he is young, handsome, and talented, and he is a fairy-like figure that many people can't reach.

When such news broke out, Chu Linchen suddenly fell from the clouds into the quagmire.

Not only him, but the Chu Group he represented was also implicated.

Moreover, all families and forces that have contacts with the Chu family cannot stay out of the matter.

As for the ordinary people, with the mentality of watching the excitement, they wantonly discussed this matter on the Internet platform, expressing their own opinions or speculations.

At this moment, the rumor of Chu Linshen's madness, like a sudden tsunami, caused a sensation in the entire financial world and the rich and noble circle.

Kyoto.

In the outskirts, a mysterious medieval-style castle stands among the mountains and forests.

In the basement research room.

In the airtight room made of alloy, there were bursts of roaring sounds of beasts, and the sounds were chaotic, as if a fierce fight between beasts was going on inside.

Everyone in the laboratory was screened back, only Han Meng and the old man in a gray robe stood outside the door.

Listening to the movement in the room, Han Meng rarely showed a nervous look on his face.

The old man standing beside her seemed much calmer, stroking his silver beard leisurely.

As time passed by, Han Meng finally couldn't help asking the old man: "Your Excellency...is it really all right?"

"Of course there is something."

The old man's answer was not polite at all, even a little arrogant. He stroked his beard and said, "The blood salamander is a sacred object of our clan. How can ordinary people bear it?"

When Han Meng heard this, although he felt uncomfortable, he didn't dare to show it on his face.

Because she knew that the other party's background was not simple, and in Young Master Yan's eyes, it was probably much more important than her own.

She looked worriedly at the closed alloy door, "Then he..."

The old man smiled lightly, stroked his beard and said calmly: "Young Master Yan is very talented, he has survived the past few times, so naturally there will be no problem this time."

He was right. After a while, the voice in the room gradually weakened and calmed down.

When Han Meng saw it, he immediately pressed the metal palm lock on the door.

The heavy alloy door slowly opened to both sides, and she walked in impatiently.

The old man was looking at her back, under the cover of the silver-white beard, there was an intriguing arc at the corner of his mouth.

He followed slowly.

The moment he entered the door, a strong smell of blood came over his face.

It's not so much a room, it's more like a boxy iron box.

Bare alloy walls, gray ground, no frills.

The light above the head illuminates the room as bright as day.

A giant dog with a size comparable to an adult man fell to the ground dying.

The fur on its body is incomplete, and in some places, it seems that the flesh has been torn off directly, and the blood is flowing.

The ground, walls, and even the ceiling were spattered with blood.

When Han Meng and the others came in, Yan Jing, who was wearing a white dress, was pinching the giant dog's neck, with a flash of hostility in his scarlet eyes.

Click!

Something seemed to snap.