After rebirth, I was hugged and kissed by a crazy boss

The Imperial City That Never Sleeps. Basement.

Under the dim light, the cement floor was filled with a damp smell of blood, and the walls were covered with mottled bloodstains and stains, which was creepy.

Wen Ci's voice sounded coldly:

"Come in, please."

Mr. Zhao stared blankly at the horrific scene before him, as if he had seen the entrance to hell.

Many people entered here and never came out.

His whole body was soaked with cold sweat, his clothes stuck to his skin, and his hair stood up like spikes.

I wanted to escape, but my legs seemed to be rooted and I couldn't move.

"What are you dawdling about?"

Wen Ci pushed him impatiently, and Mr. Zhao staggered forward and fell to the ground, his slightly fat body trembling constantly.

"Tsk, you are so timid."

Bai Ye folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the interrogation table.

"Do you know why I'm looking for you?"

Mr. Zhao burst into tears as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Gentlemen, I really don't know anything! I didn't know Yan Sichen had any cooperation with the Fu family. I haven't even seen the things he left behind. They are all with Jiang Heyan... I was deceived by him. He said that when he deciphered it, he could make a lot of money and share it with me... And Miss Fu, she didn't say she was Miss Fu at first! I... I didn't recognize her, but after she revealed her identity, I didn't dare to touch even a strand of her hair!"

Bai Ye and Fu Wangjin looked at each other and shrugged.

After just one question, he confessed everything.

How boring.

"Do you like drinking?"

Fu Wangjin raised his eyebrows, and a dangerous look flashed in his eyes.

"You didn't smoke enough cigarettes just now?"

Mr. Zhao's body stiffened, and he suddenly realized that his improper behavior at the table just now... was all seen!

At the critical moment of life and death, Mr. Zhao was not ambiguous at all.

His head banged loudly on the ground, and he kept begging for mercy:

"Master, I was blind. I didn't recognize that it was your sister... I didn't expect that Miss Fu would show up with that girl from the Gu family! Later she said she was Miss Fu, and I really didn't dare to act rashly! Please forgive me this time..."

"younger sister?"

Fu Wangjin laughed suddenly.

"Ah... isn't it?"

Mr. Zhao said quickly,

"Her last name is Fu, and she looks so young...she should be your sister...No, it's me—"

Bai Ye glanced at him and Mr. Zhao immediately fell silent.

"Yes, my sister didn't accompany Mr. Zhao well or make him feel comfortable."

Fu Wangjin stood up, curled his lips and smiled playfully.

"As an older brother, I should compensate Mr. Zhao."

Mr. Zhao waved his hands repeatedly, his smile was uglier than crying:

"No... no need, please let me go..."

Fu Wangjin raised his chin, Wen Ci understood, and immediately opened the secret room next to him.

The walls around this secret room are made of frosted glass, and you can barely see the figures inside.

"How about, Mr. Zhao, stay here as my guest for a few days."

Fu Wangjin put his hands in his pockets and whistled.

Several men in black came in carrying several packages and started to unpack them in front of Mr. Zhao.

Inside was a bag full of cigarettes and a whole box of strong liquor.

The men in black opened all the cigarette packages, and tens of thousands of chalk-sized cigarettes piled up into a small mountain in the secret room.

They were also thoughtful enough to remove the outer packaging of the liquor to ensure that Mr. Zhao could drink it as soon as he twisted the bottle cap.

After doing all this, Mr. Zhao was taken into a secret room.

When the man in black locked the door, he took out a lighter and lit the cigarette.

White smoke came out instantly.

Accompanied by Mr. Zhao’s wailing and begging for mercy.

"Is this enough to burn for three days?"

Bai Ye's smile was a little cruel.

"What if he uses liquor to put out the fire? Wouldn't that be a bargain for him?"

Fu Wangjin sneered: "Let him try to drink the 96% alcohol liquor."

"Haha, you are worthy of me."

Bai Ye said jokingly,

"The whole person is so artistic."

"Where are the people you brought back from Haicheng?"

Fu Wangjin asked as he walked out.

"It's locked up." Bai Ye said, "It's in good condition and can be sold for a good price."

When he went to Haicheng, he didn't just bring back Shen Zhiyi.

Out of professional ethics, Bai Ye also captured the people sent by the Fu family to cause trouble.

"He's a relative of the Fu family." Bai Ye smacked his lips. "It's good to have a big family and a lot of money. Just wave your hand and people will rush to be your dog."

"They are rushing to die."

I habitually wanted to light a cigarette, but found that there was only a lighter in my pocket.

"Or? Want one?"

Bai Ye handed him a cigarette.

"No." Fu Wangjin shook his head, "What's so good about this thing?"

"Tsk, are you going to quit smoking?"

Bai Ye lit up a cigarette and took a puff.

"By the way, how long has it been since you last smoked?"

Fu Wangjin frowned:

"I haven't counted. But I advise you to quit too."

"Why? Smoking is harmful to your health?" Bai Ye looked at him with a grin.

"Be careful that your future girlfriend may think you stink."

“…Good advice.”

Bai Ye took a puff of cigarette and said in a melancholy tone,

"What a pity. Master Bai, I am a heartless person without any emotions. Not to mention the love between a man and a woman."

"So, I guess I won't have a girlfriend."

Fu Wangjin looked at him deeply and did not deny it.

……

Cloudview Garden.

Deng Huai brought the books and stationery bought by Yan Qing to the door of the villa and happened to meet Jia Jia.

"Jia Jia! You came just in time!"

Yan Qing waved at her.

"These books are very heavy. Deng Huai carried them all the way here from the parking lot. Let's divide them up and put them in Zhiyi's bedroom."

"Sister Yan Qing, I can carry this small thing by myself."

Jia Jia smiled innocently.

"You take a rest, I'll come."

Taking the cardboard box from Deng Huai, Jia Jia suddenly remembered why she was waiting for Yan Qing at the door:

"Sister Yan Qing, there is something I want to tell you."

"Ah? What's the matter?"

Yan Qing wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Put the box down and talk."

"It's okay, it's not heavy."

Jiajia shook her head.

"Sister Yan Qing, um, Miss Shen, she is live streaming in the villa."

"Live broadcast?" Yan Qing had a lot of question marks in his head.

"Yeah, after she woke up, she put on some makeup and started the live broadcast."

Jia Jia pursed her lips.

"The main thing is... I heard her talking as if Yunjing Garden was her home... I went to find the housekeeper again, and the housekeeper said that this is the masters' business, and we servants should not gossip behind people's backs."

"It doesn't matter, ignore her and put the books away first."

Yan Qing nodded.

"Let's wait and see what exactly happened."

A very uncomfortable and offended feeling suddenly arose in my heart.

Forced down by Yan Qing.

She told herself over and over again not to have preconceived ideas and not to get angry easily.

Even if you are about to get angry, think about Shen Zirong first.