The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

How can he be the only son of one of the richest and most powerful company bosses in Jiangcheng!It turned out to be Xiao Jingchuan’s cousin!

You can't compare to him in everything!

Forget it, the rich dad was actually arrested by the police at the celebration party!

What a fucking bad luck!

Where did he go? You brought me here, you don’t need to send me back!

It's short, small, and the time is fast for this useless, weak man!

Now the money is gone!Useless!

Tang Mi angrily took out her cell phone and was about to call a car back to Jingzhou at her own expense, but the phone rang.

When she saw the caller, she frowned irritably. It took a while before she answered the call, her tone very impatient.

"Hey."

"Mimi, where have you been recently? Your Uncle Wang said you didn't go to work..."

Tang Mi interrupted Fang Fang directly: "I won't do that job. How much money can I make by cashiering? I'm sick!"

Fang Fang seemed to be used to her tone and was not angry. She just asked naggingly:

"If you don't want to go, don't go. If mom asks your dad to ask someone to find a better one, where are you now? Are you still doing some messy anchoring? Have you gone to Jingzhou again? Mom told you not to go again - —”

"Are you bothered? If you want to stay in Qingcheng until you die, just stay there! Leave me alone! If you don't think it's right for me to make money as an anchor, then go find your eldest daughter! She's so promising, she's a top student! From now on, she will be a Doctors, even if they die from illness, they can still treat you for free!"

"You are incapable of yourselves! You still have to drag me down! Isn't it annoying every day?"

Tang Mi screamed and vented into her cell phone.

Fang Fang fell silent on the other end, and after a while, a hoarse "Mimi, mom is not..." came out.

Tang Mi hung up the phone with a snap, her pale face turned red with anger and hatred.

She angrily kicked the door behind her twice, making a loud clanging noise in the silent night.

"Who! Who doesn't have the guts to dare to make trouble?!"

There were warning and running sounds not far from the door.

"It's been a restless night! If I catch you, you'll have to give me a hard lesson!"

Tang Mi was anxious to take her foot back, but the heel of her shoe got stuck in the crack of the door.

"Depend on!"

Tang Mi cursed in a low voice and struggled several times but couldn't pull it out.

In the end, I could only give up the high-heeled shoes I spent so much money on, stepped on tiptoes in the freezing snow, and limped away.

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"This station reports that Xiao Rong, chairman of Jiangcheng Tenrong Construction Engineering Company, was arrested by the police a few days ago for multiple crimes such as intentional homicide, concealment of safety accidents, job embezzlement, misappropriation of public funds, and bribery. The case is under trial. Caused widespread concern……"

This incident has been broadcast on TV for many days in a row, which shows its bad nature and wide-ranging impact.

It was almost evening, and the door of a certain flower shop on the side of Jingnan Avenue was still closed, with a "Closed" sign hanging on it. Going deeper inside, the sound of news reports rang out in the unusually dark back room.

The light on the TV screen flickered, illuminating a thin figure sitting on a wide, cold chair.

Pale skin, black shoulder-length hair, and narrow brown eyes.

A pair of neat and brand-new white gloves hung on the armrest of the wide chair.

The hands placed in front of him along the pure black sleeves can scare the faint of heart out of any timid person.

The palms and finger bones are slender, but the skin covering them is like old sun-dried bark that has been twisted countless times, with different shades of yellow, black and brown, and old scars are densely packed and pitted.

This is the kind of hand only a monster and an evil spirit should possess.

The hands like dry old branches held a transparent sealed bag. Inside was an old-fashioned mobile phone stained with dark brown old blood, and a hard drive.

"Xiao Rong, I will catch you with my own hands."

Four years ago, the young man's cruel and cold voice still rings in my ears.

"Oh, that's amazing... brat."

Bai Sheng took out the old mobile phone from the bag. It was the mobile phone he took from the dead robber before the ambulance arrived. The two of them only brought this mobile phone.

On the hard drive was the information about Xiao Rong that he had captured with amusement in his idleness for more than ten years.

Four years ago, the chips he had prepared were rejected by a stubborn young man, directly tearing apart the game he had laid out.

Four years later, he had grown into a man, found his own bargaining chip, and fulfilled the harsh words he told Bai Sheng back then.

"Haha, 17 years... this is the longest observation game I have ever played."

"Although... every development of the plot is not to my liking."

Bai Sheng's hoarse and slow voice was a little uninterested.

He opened the flip phone, broke the phone from the flip without looking, and threw it into the copper kettle burning quietly at his feet.

"But I have to say, you really amaze me. You are a lucky kid with a good destiny."

The fingers like dead branches reached into the bag again, took out the small hard drive, and threw it into the fire without regret.

"...I gave you a genius mind and appearance, rich and loving parents, and such an interesting sister who accompanied you through your indifferent childhood and protected your fragile neurosis at every turn.

Later, I will give you a tough and soft little girl to love you.It's really... I can't bear to let you suffer any side effects. "

"God has given you so many preferences, of course you are not crazy. How can there be a high-functioning person with your configuration?"

"It's so boring."

"It seems too difficult to drive a person who is surrounded by love crazy. It is a bad idea."

Bai Sheng muttered to himself slowly and hoarsely. When he said this, his tone revealed a sense of pure anguish, but a strange light appeared in his narrow eyes.

"...It's easier to train those little cubs who are frightened and born with a lack of love."

"Why don't we give up this difficult observation object and find another one? Find some new fun."

"It's just that I feel a little unwilling to lose like this..."

In the darkness, Bai Sheng's thin face was constantly changing as the white light from the TV and the red light from the copper kettle fire alternated.

There is an unspeakable weirdness and distortion in the calmness.

It's like two souls with the same roots are struggling and colliding crazily, changing back and forth.

The terrifying and slender hand with dead branches touched the white gloves on the armrest and slowly put them on. All traces were covered with clean white.

He stood up slowly, walked around the burning copper kettle that made a small beeping sound, and walked outside.

A black car drove out of the flower shop at dusk.

When night was about to fall and there was only a trace of red eyes left in the sky, we arrived at an inaccessible suburb of Jingzhou.

"Kick, kick, kick..."

The sound of even and unhurried footsteps came from the darkness, and then passed into deeper darkness.

The invisible passage was filled with an old and gray atmosphere.

After an unknown amount of time, a ray of light appeared on the ground ahead.

A faint rustling sound came from the depths, like a timid mouse hiding after hearing the sound.

Bai Sheng pinched his knuckles under his white gloves, his lips in the dark curved in a strange arc, and he walked over.

"Squeak... ah..."

The door was opened.