Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

The signature on the courier slip was C, and there was no mobile phone number and address, not even item information. Song Qianxi was very puzzled, "I didn't even know that the studio opened today, who has the ability to foretell?"

Besides, apart from Zheng Xueying, she doesn't have any friends who are good enough to send gifts by courier.

Zheng Xueying likes to open the courier the most, tearing off the tape with bare hands, "Who cares who sent it, first take it apart and see—!!"

She screamed in horror, and sat down on the ground, her face paled instantly with fright, her hands trembling, her lips trembling and she said, "In, inside... yes, yes, it's... a corpse, a corpse..."

When several people heard this, their faces were ugly.

"Just kidding, it should be a model, someone deliberately played a prank." I just glanced at it, but I didn't see it clearly, Song Qianxi opened the carton disapprovingly, took a closer look, and screamed, "Ah...!!! "

There is a stripped dog in the big square cardboard box...

The dog's belly was cut open, dripping with blood, and the hair stuffed beside it was stripped and dyed red. Judging from its size and appearance, it was a husky...

"Xun Xun!"

Song Qianxi was shocked, holding back her shock and leaned forward again.

The internal organs were exposed, disgusting and terrifying, and the hair was plucked so that they could not be recognized at all.

She suppressed her nausea and staggered to her feet, "I have to go home and have a look."

"Wait a minute, it's not Xunxun." Chu Muhan pulled Song Qianxi who was trembling because of excessive nervousness, "Xunxun's body is a bit bigger than this one, and his hair is brownish, this is black."

She still didn't believe it, and her heart was uneasy, "I'm worried, I have to go back and take a look."

"It's really not your dog." Jiang Yu squatted down, opened the dog's eyes with a fork without disposable gloves, and poked his body again, "Judging from the degree of stiffness, the death time is more than 12 hours. "

Yin Fei was still holding the cake and the fork in his hand, and suddenly felt that...the cake was not tasty anymore.

"Twelve hours ago, Xunxun was still by my side, so it wasn't Xunxun." Song Qianxi looked at Chu Muhan as if seeking proof, and he nodded, "Yes, it's not Xunxun, don't worry."

"So cruel, Qianxi, who did you offend?" Jiang Jinyu felt disgusted even a man looked at it.

"I... I don't know." Song Qianxi scratched her hair, ruining her good mood.

"Sender C, Qian Xi, think about who among the people you know has C in their name." Jiang Jinyu said.

"C...C..."

Song Qianxi racked her brains, and suddenly raised her head to look at Chu Muhan. As if he had guessed it too, he met her gaze, and a bloodthirsty glint flashed across his eyes.

……

In the afternoon, a voice of anger erupted in the sales office of the Chu Group.

"What! Arrange me to the front desk? Are you out of your mind!"

Chu Xiao furiously pointed at the staff of the personnel department who gave the order.

"What the hell, ask your person in charge to come out and tell me in person!"

The employee of the personnel department bent down and lowered his head, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

He only had to go to the bathroom to face such a difficult task, his heart was stuffy, and he wanted to cry...

"Chu, Master Chu, it's useless to find the manager of the HR department. It's... President Chu ordered."

Chu Xiao clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Well, you Chu Muhan dare to bully me like this, let's see how I can make trouble!"

Leaning on crutches, he went straight to the CEO's office with a sullen and menacing expression.

He kicked open the door of the CEO's office, and shouted: "Chu Muhan, why are you telling me clearly why you want me to be transferred to the front desk?" Agitated, he grabbed Chu Muhan's clothes regardless of his feelings collar.