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Chapter 940: Restarting the Beauty Army

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    A faint girl¡¯s voice came from the phone: ¡°I¡¯m Bai Hong. I¡¯m looking for Jing Ran.¡±

    Bai Hong?

    Mi Li was stunned for a moment, and then she felt indescribable ecstasy, which turned into tears and burst out with a hoarse voice: "Where is Mr. Li? Where is Mr. Li? Let him answer the phone!!"

    No one told Mi Li that as long as Bai Hong called her, it meant that Li Xiao, who even Jing Ran couldn't find, had news.

    She asked this out of pure intuition!

    Xiaobai snorted coldly and said proudly: "My boss, what is your current status? How could you just ask him to answer the phone and he would just come over? Hey, what's the matter with you? What?  , what¡¯s the matter with you?¡±

    After being questioned by Xiaobai, Mi Li realized that she had lost her composure.

    She was about to apologize and give a brief explanation when she heard Xiaobai complain angrily, and then his tone became servile.

    Mi Li was stunned when Li Xiao's voice came from the phone: "Mi Li, this is Li Xiao. Is Jing Ran's current situation very unstable?"

    After hearing Li Xiao's voice, Mi Li was like a young child who hadn't seen his mother for half a year. The tears that had just stopped burst out again.

    With low sobs, she could no longer say a word and slowly knelt on the ground behind her desk.

    Her reaction has proven that what Li Xiao said was right.

    Even more, Jing Ran¡¯s current situation is worse than he expected.

    However, Li Xiao did not urge Mi Li to answer the question, but just waited quietly.

    I don¡¯t know how long it took before Mi Li stopped crying: "Master Li, where are you now? Come and save me and Hao Yan."

    Next, it took Mi Li a full ten minutes to explain clearly Jing Ran's two extreme changes.

    Especially when she mentioned that when she came home from the night shift yesterday morning, her mother subconsciously backed away when she saw her, saying that she had a deathly aura about her and that she would get frightened if she came even a little closer, Mi Li shivered several times.

    "Master Li, just now, when I was staring out the window, I saw my grandmother who had passed away many years ago. She was standing outside with a smile on her face, and she stretched out her hands to me and asked me to jump down."

    "Hao Yan and I have discussed many times in private, either to kill Mr. Jing and let us all die together, which is better than suffering this kind of torture again!"

    Mi Li gritted his teeth and said this. He raised his hand to wipe away his tears. As soon as he raised his head, his whole body was cold!  !

    A pair of bright red embroidered shoes, like awls, pierced into her eyes.

    Mi Li¡¯s world is completely still.

    She stared blankly at the pair of embroidered shoes, the beautiful ankles, the graceful calves, and the corners of the dark cheongsam, motionless.

    In the dark night, Jingran came to her room quietly without knowing when.

    Mi Li remembered clearly that when she came in, she locked the door.

    Jing Ran, how did you come in again!  ?

    She must have heard what Mi Li said to Li Xiao.

    I know, Mi Li and Hao Yan want to kill her!  !

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    A soft sound came, causing Mi Li's dull eyes to roll slightly and look at the desk.

    key.

    That¡¯s the key to the room in Mi Li¡¯s office.

    Wearing a black embroidered cheongsam, Jing Ran bowed his head slightly with a calm expression, as harmless as the girl next door.

    But her eyes, which were staring at Mi Li, were full of horror and gloom.

    There was a lot of invisible black matter, roaring and tumbling silently in the deepest part of her eyes.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The mobile phone fell to the ground from Mi Li's trembling hands.

    Li Xiao¡¯s voice came from inside: ¡°Mi Li, what¡¯s wrong with you?¡±

    Mi Li¡¯s lips trembled, wanting to say something.

    But even if she risked her life!

    She couldn't make any sound, and could only watch Jing Ran slowly bend her knees, kneel on one knee, pick up the phone, put it to her ear, then reach out and put her arms around her neck.

    If a third person is present and sees both of them kneeling on the ground and Jing Ran holding Mi Li's neck, even if he doesn't doubt who they are, he will think that they are sisters who have a very close relationship.

    It¡¯s just that whose sister would make her feel like she was being embraced by death after hugging Mi Li!  ?

    Jing Ran¡¯s arm was cold, without any warmth.

    Her cheek was obviously close to Mi Li's, but she couldn't feel it.sp; Just because everyone recognizes the existence of "eighteen levels of hell".

    In fact, the eighteenth floor of the Adli Hotel is also the floor with the worst business.

    But last night, someone specially booked the entire eighteenth floor of the Adli Hotel.

    The hotel waiter felt strange about this.

    Of course, no matter how strange they are, they won¡¯t talk too much.

    I am only curious about who the guest is tonight.

    The guest who booked the entire eighteenth floor is a woman.

    Although Indian beauties are famous all over the world, especially Kaif, who has worked at Adli Hotel for many years, she is immune to so-called beauties. But when she saw Ye Wushuang, she was still distracted for a moment.

    Kafu can guarantee that Ye Wushuang is definitely the most beautiful woman she has ever seen in her life!

    In particular, she was wearing a white casual suit, a white top hat, and a black tie around her neck. She held a cane in one hand, a cigar in the other, and large photochromic glasses on her face. Surrounded by more than a dozen burly men, she walked  The arrogant, domineering and confident look when she entered the hall made everyone who saw her feel instantly frightened.

    "Mr. Ye, please."

    Mo Ke, who had been accompanying Ye Wushuang all the way, opened the glass door of the west hall on the 18th floor, bent down slightly and raised his hand.

    Ye Wushuang opened her lips lightly, smoked a smoke ring, tapped her cane on the floor, and walked in.

    In the west hall, which is 400 square meters, there is only a table and two sofas.

    A man wearing a black suit with silver hair turned his back to the door and looked out the window.

    There was only one person in the hall, and it looked a bit scary.

    After Ye Wushuang stepped through the door, he paused for a moment, moved his cane again, and walked over.

    Mock followed suit.

    The others stayed outside the door.

    When Ye Wushuang walked to the desk, sat down on the sofa, crossed her legs elegantly, and her shiny flat black leather shoes immediately began to tremble rhythmically, the silver-haired man looking out the window slowly turned around.

    This is a white man in his fifties, with a hooked nose, deep-set eyes, and deep figure-eight-shaped folds on both sides of his mouth.

    Ye Wushuang and him looked at each other quietly.

    No one spoke.

    When Mo Ke poured wine for the two of them, Ye Wushuang chuckled: "According to the description in Taoist physiognomy in our traditional Chinese culture, your appearance is a fatal blow and a short life." (Remember.  Website address: www.hlnovel.com
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