After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

There was a hint of bloodthirsty murderousness in Lin Jiayan's gloomy and terrifying eyes. His pupils stared at Mo Jinan without any warmth and he didn't say a word.

The atmosphere was extremely strange and silent. Mo Jinan still maintained the posture as if he was ready to sneak away. He retracted his feet in extreme embarrassment and then scratched his head, looking like he was trying to cover up something that made it even more obvious.

"Uh... well... haha... I... I was sleepwalking... ah yes... sleepwalking..."

"I...I I didn't see anything...Haha...you you you keep going...you keep going..."

Mo Jinan broke out in a cold sweat, feeling Lin Jiayan's extremely terrifying gaze as if he was going to peel off a layer of skin from him.

"Oh my...you...you said this...I even got knocked out of bed while sleepwalking...where did this come from..."

"Good morning."

Lin Jiayan's voice was so cold that it made Mo Jinan shiver. He was stunned for a moment and laughed dryly twice: "Ah...ah? What's wrong? Hey, Lin Jiayan, why are you here? Why are you in someone else's room? Hey! Are you having an affair behind my back?"

Lin Jiayan looked at Mo Jinan, then shook his head with a headache and exhaled a breath of foul air. After a long time, he asked with a fake smile: "You saw everything, right?"

Mo Jinan swallowed hard and laughed with an erratic look in his eyes: "What are you looking at? I'm telling you! I didn't spy on you having sex with others! Stop slandering me!"

Lin Jiayan pursed his lips and finally let out a breath of foul air in annoyance, his cold face revealing a bit of helplessness and regret.

"Jin'an...Originally I really didn't intend to kill you so soon."

Mo Jinan swallowed hard and retreated to the fence on the second floor. He looked at Lin Jiayan's extremely unfamiliar face with murderous intent and asked stutteringly: "What...what do you mean? I fucking slept with you and you still want to kill me!"

"I didn't plan on doing it this fast at first. I was going to kill you in the most gentle way after I dealt with all of them, so that my young master wouldn't suffer."

Lin Jiayan sighed, put on his gloves again, and pressed forward step by step. Mo Jinan knew that Lin Jiayan was not kidding him. This was fucking hell, he was really going to kill him!

"No...you...you fucking promised not to hurt me!!"

"Yeah, I really won't hurt my little rabbit."

Mo Jinan felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He was so stupid at that time that he didn't understand what that beast Lin Jiayan meant.

Lin Jiayan would not hurt the little rabbit, but now in this painting... Lin Jiayan called him "Little Master"...

Damn it! Playing word games with him! Damn shameless,

"Be good, Jin An."

When Mo Jinan was about to run, Lin Jiayan grabbed his neck without hesitation and then covered his mouth and nose tightly.

"Well!!"

"I never thought that such an accident would happen. My young master has bad luck..."

"Because I don't intend to kill you so early, I haven't found a way to kill you gently..."

"Please bear with me...it may be a little painful..."

Lin Jiayan's voice was still gentle and steady, but his hands' movements were precise and efficient.

Mo Jinan gritted his teeth and tightly grasped Lin Jiayan's wrist with both hands but he couldn't move it at all. Lin Jiayan's hands were like iron claws pinching Mo Jinan's neck and he couldn't move it at all.

"Uh...Lin Jiayan...you beast..."

Mo Jinan felt suffocated, and his neck seemed to be really strangled by him. Fear, tinnitus and dizziness swept through his body. Facing death, Mo Jinan stretched out his legs and kicked Lin Jiayan in the crotch. Lin Jiayan did not expect that Mo Jinan, who was usually weak, could suddenly explode.

Although the kick didn't really hit Lin Jiayan's vitals, it was still a pretty heavy blow.

"hiss…"

Mo Jinan got a brief moment of relaxation and instantly collapsed to the ground, holding his neck and coughing desperately. Lin Jiayan leaned against the wall and sneered: "I usually underestimated Jinan. He is stronger than I thought."

"Cough cough cough... ugh..."

Mo Jinan only felt a lack of oxygen in his brain and tinnitus, his vision was blurry and he couldn't hear what Lin Jiayan was saying at all.

Lin Jiayan calmly took off his tie and then held Mo Jinan's wrist with one hand. Mo Jinan's body was sore and he had no strength to resist. So Lin Jiayan dragged him into the room and tied his wrist with the tie.

"You fucking..."

Lin Jiayan pushed Mo Jinan to the corner and then gently stroked his cheek: "Be good, if you struggle, it will be difficult for me, because it will not do you any good. The more you struggle, the more brutal the way I will kill you will be, but I don't want to do this to Jinan."

"You are such a fucking pervert! Lin Jiayan, do you have a criminal record? It doesn't look like this is your first time at all!!"

Mo Jinan felt a familiar feeling of suffocation before waiting for Lin Jiayan's response. Lin Jiayan's hand was getting tighter and tighter, and Mo Jinan was like a dying fish, unable to break free from his palm.

"Lin... Jiayan..."

"I fucking fuck your uncle..."

Mo Jinan used all his strength to give Lin Jiayan the middle finger, and his eyes gradually became bloodshot and stiff, as if he was determined to take Lin Jiayan's life.

"Fuck... Lin Jiayan... just wait till I get home... I'll beat you to death..."

"I'm going to beat your ass... to pieces..."

"Crack!"

Lin Jiayan trembled and slowly let go of Mo Jinan, breathing heavily. He hugged Mo Jinan tightly in his arms and whispered, "I'm sorry..."

...

Bai Ze leaned back in his chair with the fake will that had been prepared long ago placed on the table. He looked at the letter and frowned slightly.

"Let the true will take effect..."

"But how can I take the real will out..."

"Crack!"

Bai Ze raised his eyes slightly warily but was slightly stunned when he saw the person coming.

...

Jun Li knew that Bai Ze would definitely guess that he was fighting for the right of inheritance, but Jun Li didn't know whether Bai Ze had completed his mission.

The mission of the role of "Master" is nothing more than related to the right of inheritance in a will. Now Jun Li can be sure that Zhou Ju and Luo Zhi have completed their tasks, and judging from the look on his face, Mo Jinan is probably about the same.

Now only Lin Jiayan and Bai Ze are left, but Jun Li really can't figure out what their mission is.

"Ah... I'll be done with it if I steal the will tonight..."

Jun Li leaned back in his chair and reviewed the plot he had known so far. First of all, he learned that the young master he played blatantly coveted the inheritance and brought down his rival, the Third Miss. After the unbearable relationship between the Third Miss and the Fourth Miss was exposed, he became the only heir to the family.

But since the ending of this painting is tragic, it means that the young master did not get the inheritance in the end...hiss...

"Could it be that the inheritance was really taken away by the adopted son with evil intentions? Holy shit!"

Jun Li was shocked and after calming down, he felt something was wrong...

If Lin Jiayan's mission was also to compete with them for the inheritance, then he would not have been able to cooperate with Zhou Ju from the beginning. He should have fought alone like them and plotted against each other.

Plus, the envelope also said not to huddle together for warmth... that directly shows that Lin Jiayan's mission is definitely not to fight for the inheritance...

This painting is a tragedy...

tragedy…

Jun Li was silent, and suddenly cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He pursed his lips and spoke softly: "Could it be that..."

"None of us received an inheritance..."