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Why come back?

What a good question to ask, Murong Ling also wanted to ask, why did he have to come back?He never thought of coming back, he had already lived enough of the days of intrigue and deceit at every step, whoever wants to swim in this muddy water.If it wasn't for the unsuccessful coordination of all parties, he might not have the chance to crawl out of the ICU if he had to come back to fight.

After all, Murong Ling was still concerned about Qian Shucheng's presence, and swallowed all the ridicule that was about to blurt out.He didn't want to tell the truth when Qian Shucheng cared so much about him. Thinking about it this way, he really began to yearn for his current life, but he also knew that it wouldn't last long.

Yuan Shaojie didn't know what Murong Ling was thinking at this time, Qian Shucheng was the only one who could restrain Murong Ling: "Sir, I really don't understand what you are thinking."

Yuan Shaojie paused, looked at Qian Shucheng with a sarcasm and continued: "Aren't you afraid that this bastard will betray you again? They are..."

"You talk too much."

But before he could say anything, he was interrupted abruptly by Murong Ling. He didn't intend to let Yuan Shaojie continue to speak. He pursed his lips where others could not see, and there was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes that were used to hiding his emotions: "You used to But that's not the case, if you want to live a long time, you have to control your mouth, that person doesn't like talking too much."

"That's right." Yuan Shaojie smiled lowly, "After all, we are co-owners. You said that you came back and obediently finished what you should do, and then obediently died. Anyway, you didn't want to live anyway. Why do you have to fix these things?"

After he finished speaking, he put away the dagger with a trace of blood on the tip, sat down naturally in the head seat of the conference room, raised his legs calmly, and he did not look desperate like before.

Murong Ling ignored Yuan Shaojie who was sitting down, but smiled apologetically at Meng Yuzhao: "I'm sorry to make you laugh."

Meng Youzhao waved his hand generously: "What are you talking about, when do we need these courtesies?"

One of the main reasons why Murong Ling likes to cooperate with the Meng family is that there has been no major conflict between them so far. Murong Ling considered the way forward.Generally speaking, the Meng family has their own principles in doing things. Although it is difficult for such people to survive in today's society, the Meng family has survived in this environment for so many years.

At the beginning, Murong Ling was able to gain a firm foothold with the help of the Meng family, and the rewards Murong Ling gave over the years are immeasurable. The trust between them is much higher than what outsiders know.

Yuan Shaojie didn't know about the relationship between the two families. He worked under Murong Ling for so many years and didn't exist as a penniless minion. purpose that can be inferred from behavior.

And Pan Shirong is not the only one in charge of Nangang, there are also office areas of Jiang Fanyi, Pan Shirong and even Qian Shuning here. It is conceivable how familiar Yuan Shaojie is with this place, but the things he has carefully planned for a long time are just like this. In the water, he can still sit here with peace of mind.

The corner of Murong Ling's mouth raised an intriguing arc, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Yuan Shaojie played with the dagger in his hand: "Sir, don't worry, since you have seen through my little trick, I will become a fish on the chopping board, and I can only be slaughtered by you."

Murong Ling: "'He' doesn't know what you did today."

Yuan Shaojie stopped the hand that was turning the knife, and the knife lost control and fell to the table with a 'clang'.

It was only then that Qian Shucheng saw the dark red that hadn't been wiped off on the tip of the knife, and he glanced at Murong Ling's back suddenly, but was blocked by the chair and couldn't see anything.Pan Shirong didn't know if it was the bastard who had eaten the weight. The hand holding his skirt hadn't been loosened since Yuan Shaojie came in. It must have become stiff after holding on for so long.Qian Shucheng really wanted to snatch the dagger lying on the table, and directly chopped off Pan Shirong's hand.

Just as the anxiety and uneasiness in Qian Shucheng's heart expanded, his tightly clenched fists were wrapped in a trace of coolness.He looked down at the hand being held, and those negative emotions just miraculously subsided a lot.

Murong Ling didn't take back his hand, and secretly comforted Qian Shucheng to let him be calm, while facing Yuan Shaojie calmly.At this time Qian Shucheng really admired Murong Ling, he found that the longer he stayed with Murong Ling, the more he felt incompetent, and the more anxious he became.

He didn't want to be a child who didn't grow up and needed someone to protect him in a safe zone. He didn't even dare to think about what would happen to him if what happened that summer happened again, whether he could still survive, and whether he could survive the night shift in grief Grab a small tail, even if what he found out is so insignificant until now.

The temporarily quiet conference room seemed to give Yuan Shaojie a buffer time. He picked up the dagger that fell on the table and smiled at Qian Shucheng: "Do you know who Mr. Murong is who lives with you every day?"

Murong Ling's face was suddenly icy cold, I, Qian Shucheng's subordinates subconsciously tried hard and didn't seem to notice it.Qian Shucheng's heart trembled, and he looked at Murong Ling with some blank eyes.

Even Meng Yanzhao, who had been sitting across from him and hadn't made a comment, was downcast.

Qian Shucheng wondered what could make these two people put on such expressions.

Yuan Shaojie seemed very satisfied with the effect created at this moment, and turned the dagger in a happy mood, and his tone was full of ridicule that Qian Shucheng had never heard before: "He is just a dog."

Murong Ling actually grinned when he heard this address, his brows and eyes crooked as if he heard an extremely funny joke.

Qian Shucheng never knew that Yuan Shaojie's coffin face could have so many expressions, whether it was ridicule or surprise, these had never happened to Yuan Shaojie.On the contrary, the gloom that used to be all over his body disappeared at this moment. If Qian Shucheng didn't know this face very well, he would even suspect that it was someone else pretending to be, and the appearance was very bad.

Such a huge contrast made Qian Shucheng ignore the content of the words.

Yuan Shaojie turned his attention to Qian Shucheng again: "Do you like his face or what? Although we have different positions, I have to say that I haven't seen anyone who looks better than Mr.'s face, tsk tsk. "

Qian Shucheng was furious, and said with a sullen face, "What does it have to do with you?"

Yuan Shaojie leaned back, looking relaxed: "If you only like this face, I don't think it matters. If it's anything else, I advise you to withdraw as soon as possible, so as not to regret it later."

Qian Shucheng: "I won't regret anything about you in the future. I have never regretted doing anything."

"Tsk tsk." Yuan Shaojie's sarcasm could easily irritate people, especially his tone of frivolity, "So powerful, what I told you before is indeed true, you are a waste."

Qian Shucheng laughed back angrily: "I'm trash, and you're nothing but trash. You'd better find a trash can and stay there by yourself, don't come out and pollute the environment."

"Sure enough, this mouth is the most powerful." Yuan Shaojie leaned forward, and said in a breathy voice, "Mister's body is delicious?"

"Fuck!"

Qian Shucheng didn't care about the obstruction of the two people next to him, he stood up abruptly, and the sudden strength allowed him to break free from the shackles.Qian Shucheng rushed forward and knocked Yuan Shaojie to the ground with one punch.The three members of the Meng family were stunned for a moment, and they didn't even look at Yuan Shaojie who was lying on the ground, but their eyes drifted back and forth on the faces of Murong Ling and Qian Shucheng.

What is Mr.'s body?Is that what they mean?What is this?

Meng Junchen suddenly remembered what Qian Shucheng said a few days ago, "The sister-in-law I found will definitely shock your jaw." ' Really... my jaw dropped.

Murong Ling frowned, and grabbed Qian Shucheng who was still going forward.

"Xiao Cheng!"

Qian Shucheng took a few deep breaths on the spot, and kicked again before sitting back down again.

Yuan Shaojie lay on the ground and wiped the corners of his mouth, the tearing pain actually made him want to laugh.He got up and put his hands on the table, not caring how embarrassed he was at the moment, looking at Qian Shucheng with dark eyes: "The 'tomb' almost collapsed back then, do you think Mr. Murong, who was only a teenager at the time, Climb to where he is today? Do you know how many benefactors he has behind him?"

'boom'

The gunshot rang out suddenly, and Meng Junchen, who was still stupefied with fright, shivered suddenly.In the next second, he hurriedly looked at Qian Shucheng, who was still sitting there, with astonishment in his eyes that he couldn't take back.

Murong Ling was still holding the gun in his hand, and his bottomless eyes looked coldly at Yuan Shaojie who was lying on the ground hugging his legs and trembling.

"I said before, watch your own tongue. If you think it's too long, you can just say it. I don't care if you have an extra life in my hand."

Murong Ling's voice was piercingly cold, the air conditioner in the room seemed to have stopped working, and gusts of cold wind howled through the hearts of everyone present.

"You..." Yuan Shaojie was covered in cold sweat, the blood hole on his leg kept bleeding, and the severe pain from the wound made him unable to speak, "No wonder you never softened your hands when you killed Qian Shuning, Heh, Mr. Murong is really good!"

Qian Shucheng's somewhat bewildered eyes froze suddenly, and then his neck, like a machine that would not be oiled in the future, turned towards Murong Ling stiffly, shock, disbelief and doubt slowly filled those slightly dull eyes.

The panic that flashed in Murong Ling's heart was still buried in his heart, and it was already an instinct of his not to leak his emotions, especially in such a situation.After removing the gentle disguise, he is like a sword full of hostility, full of blood and chill, this Murong Ling is more like a murderer with blood on his hands.

"I've talked so much, and you still want to procrastinate? If you procrastinate any longer, you will lose too much blood and tell me here."

It was still as warm and moist as before, but now it sounded so eerie, like a series of reminders, hitting Yuan Shaojie mercilessly.

Yuan Shaojie grinned suddenly, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks to the ground, the messy hair on his forehead made him look embarrassed, and the broken words could still reveal joy: "Your life... can't be... ...Stable days, stealing... after stealing for so many days, do you really think that you can die? You will die a terrible death!"

Murong Ling was not annoyed when he heard these curse-like words, the smile on the corner of his mouth even made Meng Yanzhao feel like shivering: "I've already been in hell, what's there to be afraid of?"

Yuan Shaojie first laughed a few times, and then laughed louder and louder: "Do you still remember De'an Warehouse?"