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Chapter 374 374: Yao Yao, call me husband~ (first update)

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    Rong Li¡¯s breathing was a little unsteady: ¡°Don¡¯t recruit me.¡±

    She kissed his Adam's apple: "Sir," she put her hands around his waist, her fingertips trembling timidly, "you have led me astray."

    Rong Li grabbed her hand and lifted up the hem of the hospital gown. He pressed his chin on her shoulder, and his breath gradually became confused.

    Her cold fingers touched his hot skin, and the temperature suddenly heated up.

    He responded: "Well, blame me."

    He took her to cause trouble.  .  .

    Towards the back, it became more and more chaotic.

    "Qi Yao Yao."

    She hummed softly.

    He coaxed in her ear: "Call me husband."

    This works very well for him.

    She could set him on fire as soon as she screamed.

    Outside the house, the night is blurry, and the hazy moonlight envelopes the entire city, complementing the neon lights on the streets.

    There were three knocks on the door.

    The person inside said: "Please come in."

    Lu Huanong pushed the door in and took off his mask: "Mr. Shen."

    This is the Daming Hotel owned by the Shen family.

    Shen Qingyue spent half of his time sleeping on the top floor of the hotel. There were many books in the room, some of which had yellowed pages.

    There is a desk next to the bookshelf. On the table are a computer and a chessboard, as well as two stacks of files and several books.

    Shen Qingyue took off the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the color of his pupils was very dark: "If you don't recuperate in the hospital, what are you doing here?"

    "Come and thank Mr. Shen." Lu Huanong stepped forward, "If Mr. Shen didn't help with Mao Jiu's matter, I'm afraid I would still be in trouble."

    There was no evidence to prove that she was related to Mao Jiu's case. The police withdrew and she was free again.

    Shen Qingyue was neither happy nor angry. His complexion was cold and white, with a somewhat sickly look: "This is the second time I have finished the work for you."

    She was wearing a bright red outfit: "Mr. Shen, didn't you finish it off for yourself?" She smiled, "Mr. Shen, you have always known things well, but you just didn't know about Mao Jiu's incident. Did Mr. Shen expect it in advance?"

    He is suspicious and cautious, how could Mao Jiu not have his informant around him.

    "What do you want to say?"

    Lu Huanong came here tonight because he really wanted to confirm something: "It's impossible for Mr. Shen not to know that Mao Jiu is good at making opinions and seeking skin from tigers."

    Shen Qingyue replied: "I know."

    As expected, he acquiesced.

    ¡°I¡¯ve been thinking about it for a few days but I still haven¡¯t figured it out.¡± Lu Huanong couldn¡¯t see through him, ¡°Why didn¡¯t you stop it?¡±

    Before the split of Xibei International, Third Master Lu Ying was in charge. Shen Qingyue was Lu Ying's grandson. After his death, Shen Qingyue helped her take over the Lyn Hotel. After working together for so many years, she still didn't know his details.

    The light in the room was very bright, and his pupils seemed to be covered with thick gray, and the light could not penetrate. He did not answer, but asked her: "What would have happened if you had not told Tang Guang Mao Jiu's address?"

    Rongli may be finished.

    Lu Huanong understood: "Your target is Rong Li?"

    Shen Qingyue was noncommittal: "It's a pity that you did something bad."

    He had a clear smile on his face, but it seemed like he was about to open his mouth at any moment.

    Lu Huanong¡¯s soles suddenly felt cold: ¡°I didn¡¯t say Tang Guang would kill me.¡±

    He said in an indifferent tone: "Then let her kill you."

    After Lu Huanong left, Secretary Kong closed the door.

    "Secretary Kong."

    Secretary Kong stepped forward.

    Shen Qingyue held a book in his hand and squinted his eyes slightly. No one knew how clearly he could see: "If you had a dog and that dog barked at you, what would you do?"

    Secretary Kong took a look at the title of the book - "The Sutra of Retribution of Good and Evil Karma"

    He replied: "I will lose the dog."

    Shen Qingyue raised his head, looking very surprised: "Don't you eat dog meat?"

    Secretary Kong¡¯s hair stood on end.

    Lu Huanong came out of the hotel, her back was covered in cold sweat. She stood on the roadside, letting the cold wind blow for a while, and then made a call.

    ¡°That day at the Zhou family¡¯s wedding banquet, do you know why I told Tang Guang Mao Jiu¡¯s address?¡±

    The other person on the phone said: ¡°Because you are afraid of death.¡±

    Lu Huanong corrected: "Because I'm afraid you will die."

    Rong Li replied: "You must be sick."

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Don¡¯t believe it.

     Lu Huanong stopped playing the false emotional card. She raised her head and looked at the top floor of the hotel: "Don't you want to know who the person behind me is? Do you want to cooperate with me?"

    Rong Li thought for a few seconds: "Show sincerity first."

    He hung up the phone.

    Xu Tanxi asked him: "Who is it?"

    The faucet was still on. After Rong Li tested the water temperature, he pressed a little hand sanitizer and smeared it on her palm: "Lu Huanong."

    The flush on her face has not subsided: "Why is she looking for you?"

    Rong Li lowered his head and washed her hands seriously: "She said she wanted to cooperate."

    The relationship is clearly hostile, why the sudden show of friendship?

    Xu Tanxi had a very bad impression of Miss Lu: "Does she like you?"

    "She only likes power." Rong Li held her hand, put it under the faucet, and rinsed away the bubbles.

    Xu Tanxi asked: "You should be more careful about her."

    "Um."

    Rong Li turned off the faucet and wiped the water off her hands with paper: "Does your hand hurt?"

    She shook her head.

    She looked in the mirror, her face was rosy, her eyes were springy, and she was more delicate than a flower.

    Rong Li kissed her slightly red palm: "It took a long time just now." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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