Kuaishou: The host of calamity has meddled in the villain again

The secretary, assistant, and several members of Mu's family, none of them were women. The clean and tidy mobile phone page made Su Zai very satisfied. She installed the positioning system, and after finishing everything, cleaned up the traces on the mobile phone, and put the things back. in his pocket.

She picked a clean quilt next door and covered him, and then went to the basement. In front of the drawing board, she looked at her hands, daubed some medicinal wine casually, pressed it, opened the transparent paint bottle, and used a paintbrush Dip some paint and draw a half outline.

She put away the paintbrush in satisfaction, and turned to look at Mr. Skeleton lying next to her, with some apology and regret in her eyes. If there was a way, she would also like to prepare a new body for Mr. Skeleton.

Xiaoyi screamed 'Wow' in her arms, as if she was talking about why not draw it.

Su Ran mentioned it and put it beside the skeleton: "Don't make trouble, be obedient, sleep well tonight, don't make any noise."

The moment the basement was closed, the doll next to the skeleton blinked and smiled brighter, then quickly flattened the corners of her lips and closed her eyes, very well-behaved.

At seven o'clock in the morning of the next day, Mu Boyan stood up without any discomfort. The quilt on his body smelled like something new, and a long mirror was placed on the sofa. It's embarrassing.

Like a specially prepared mirror.

He got off the sofa, and his body has recovered. Just as he was about to look at the powerless feeling for a while, his lips hurt, and then he noticed a bite mark on his lips. Mu Boyan touched his forehead, picked up his phone and sent a message After receiving the news, he opened the door carefully, but there was no one around.

Qiao Ran hasn't gotten up yet.

Su Zai on the top of the building watched his movements but did not stop him, allowing him to leave. When Xiaoyi wanted to 'talk', Su Zai covered her mouth. She watched the car go away, not in a good mood but not in a bad mood.

[Host, people are leaving, why don't you stop them? ] 066 was a little surprised. According to the host's current madness literature, it is estimated that he was going to arrest him, and it was really embarrassing for the host if he didn't tie him up.

Among other things, the host disease has already caught up with the original owner, even if the original owner came by himself, he couldn't tell who was who.

"If you don't leave, why don't you let him keep it?" Su Zai touched his aching hand, and said in a calm tone, "How can I bring it back if I don't run away?"

[.. The host doesn't need to act with me when the person is absent. ]066 said that it is a system, and the host does not need to have this kind of personality.

"What do you know? You're just lazy."

[]233 clearly said that this is called lying down.

"Come out and say hello to my little Yi, it saw you." Su Zai touched Xiao Yi lovingly, and said with a smile: "Yes, there is a strange little brother watching you somewhere.

The hair on 066's tail stood up, and it shook its head vigorously: [No, no need. ] The doll in the host’s hand is quite scary to look at. It’s obviously a dead thing, but it’s almost like a real person. It’s scared to look at it. I don’t know how the host can stand it, especially the eyes of this doll are weird. .

It moves from time to time, and it also smiles strangely. It quietly looked at it a few times at night, and was startled by Xiao Yi who suddenly opened its eyes, and the host liked this thing.

"Count." Su Ran satirized it without hesitation, hugged Xiao Yi and looked at it a few more times, she was obviously innocent and cute.

After the original owner left, apart from wanting to take revenge, perhaps what she couldn't let go of the most was the doll she invited to accompany her. The cute doll is obedient and sensible, much more reliable than people.

Things that seem dead give people the greatest comfort in loneliness.

Mu family.

"Is the owner okay?" The assistant pointed to his head with a puzzled look on his face: "It's almost three hours since I took a shower."

The secretary shook his head, unable to distinguish the situation, first sent a message asking them to take people to the suburbs, and then asked them to go back to Mu's house, but the owner came in and out, took several bottles of disinfectant, finally came out, and finally entered the room again .

This washing time is estimated to be able to wash off the skin. I usually like to be clean, but I have never seen a cleanliness like this.

It was another half an hour before they waited for someone to come down from the stairs.

There were red marks all over the fair skin, the skin was flushed red from washing, and the smell of disinfectant water came to the face, even they, who had been with the Patriarch all year round, were also frowning and subconsciously wrinkling their noses, obviously, the eyes of both of them were the same look.

Bad smell.

They have suffered too much. Perhaps the rotting corpses in the ground smell better than this. Today is a bad day for noses.

If it wasn't for fear of being scolded, they might have gone out to vomit by now.

"Patriarch, are you okay?" The secretary spoke while enduring the torture of his nose. He should ask for leave on the grounds of illness, otherwise he wouldn't suffer.

"Yes, Patriarch, you are not feeling well, are you?" The assistant who said this felt that he was making a joke. The Patriarch's body would be fine even if he went out in the rain for a few days.

In an instant, Mu Boyan glanced over, and the two immediately shut up, not daring to speak more.

"What you want to look up, just read it directly."

The assistant moved back quietly, and the secretary was under pressure alone.

"Patriarch, Qiao Ye is the chosen heir of the Qiao family. It was announced by Ms. Qiao herself. The reason is that Ms. Qiao is soft-tempered and difficult to become a master. Qiao Ye has been taking care of the affairs of the Qiao family in the past two years. But there are also exceptions. .”

He didn't know which sentence he heard, but there was only sarcasm in Mu Boyan's eyes.

"continue."

"Yes. When Qiao Ye first took office, he relied on that plan. He forcibly annexed several small businesses and made a fortune. It's completely different from the past, and it doesn't have the slightest strength to annex the company. For example, this time, it was not difficult to take over the land with Qiao Ye's means, but it was snatched by a third-rate company."

The secretary didn't know whether to say whether Qiao Ye was drifting away or didn't care about the land at all. It was clear that the Qiao family had always claimed that it was inevitable.

"We have reason to suspect that Qiao Ye was able to gain a firm foothold in the Qiao family back then because someone was making a plan. In the past two years, that Zhuge Liang should have disappeared."

"Is this what I found out after a long time?" Mu Boyan's air-conditioned words made the secretary froze, and he continued immediately.

"Miss Qiao has always been gentle and generous. She never puts others in a difficult situation. She is known for being considerate, talented and charming..."

The secretary got more and more addicted to boasting, and didn't notice that Mu Boyan's face became more and more serious. The assistant kicked him on the hind legs and coughed hard.

Voice cut off.

"Qiao family, Qiao Ran." Mu Boyan snorted softly, unable to tell what kind of emotion it was, and there was some obvious malice in his words: If the eldest lady of the aristocratic family becomes a beggar, what do you think will happen to her?Is it humble kneeling begging for mercy or something else?What if it is used as a marriage tool? "

Both the secretary and the assistant had astonishment in their eyes. The head of the family had always been moody, but now, this was the first time he was so angry at someone.

Family marriage is the norm, but Joe doesn't need it anymore. No matter how proud Joe is, if he falls to this level, his past glory will probably fade away completely. If there is still intentional suppression, it is not too much to become a bitter wife.

Mo Boyan could guess that kind of tragedy without imagining it. His heart trembled uncontrollably. When he thought about it again, the scene of Joe touching him again came to mind again, and the taste remained in his eyes. Killing intent.

"Buy the shares of the Qiao family. The Qiao family and his wife have passed away for many years, and they probably don't want a trash to take over the Qiao family and make Qiao Ye fall from that position."

"Patriarch, are you really here?"

The secretary and the assistant looked at each other. Even if someone had offended or even insulted them before, the head of the family had never been so angry. During this period, something they didn't know must have happened, but they couldn't guess the specifics.

Mo Bo paused for a moment, avoiding those few words, and then his words changed: "It just so happens that you are free, and watch a scene where the Son of Heaven falls from his horse."

Mu Boyan looked at the above information casually, and there seemed to be no mercy or kindness in his words.

The secretary noticed it, but he acted as if he didn't see it, and immediately responded, "I'll do it right away."

He actually wanted to ask what to do if Miss Qiao came to look for him. The man's sixth sense and directly told the secretary that the owner of the house would be finished sooner or later. Really, he promised.

Not just the secretary, but also the assistant next to him who was calming his nose but took a mouthful of disinfectant with his eyes wide open. The head of the house is really going to die, and he also has an instinct.

They looked at each other and hurried out.

After driving more than ten kilometers away from Mu's house, the secretary stopped the car.

"Patriarch, is he alright?"

"How would I know? Yesterday I happily said that I was going to play the piano for Miss Qiao, but when I came back early in the morning, I changed my face. Those who didn't know thought that the owner was tied up by Miss Qiao!"

The assistant said casually, but he immediately denied it in his heart. The Patriarch has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and it is impossible to beat ten Miss Qiao with one punch.

The secretary took a deep breath: "I don't know if it's tied or not, but kissing should be sure, and the one on the mouth can tell it was bitten."

The assistant nodded: "That's true."

"Should the Qiao family move or not?" The secretary was a little confused: "If it moves, we may die in the future. If it doesn't move, we will die now."

Assistant: "Since they are all dead, it's better to forget it later."

"Why don't we go and report the news?" The secretary felt that this method was feasible.

"Brother, don't take me with you if you don't want to live. If this is discovered, I don't know if I will die or not. The grave in my hometown will be dug out by the owner and burned."

".." The secretary was speechless: "Okay, I will take over Qiao's house."