Chapter 13: Murder, for example

He slowly stuffed the crumpled paper into the file bag, wrapped the coil and lowered his arm, and slowly spoke, "Director Zhang shook the phone and asked if you have thought about what to do with this handsome seal,"

He looked at her with deep cold eyes, and said something that seemed to be inconsequential, but there was a little bit of matter, "The meaning revealed above is to take it back." ”

"No way!" Bai Qingling resolutely objected.

Shuai Yin is here, and he can still keep the Bai family from being plundered, if Shuai Yin is gone, or if it changes hands to others, the Bai Mansion is afraid that even the owner will be replaced.

Even Yan Lou and his soldiers would no longer protect her.

She looked at Yan Lou.

Yan Lou still looks like a noble son with his eyes down and ignoring everything.

This man, cold and cold, doesn't seem to be so loyal to the Bai family.

Bai Qingling thought that the reason why he still maintained her everywhere was probably because of this handsome seal.

"What happened to those people downstairs?" She tilted her head and asked him suddenly.

He looked back at her lightly, "A few of the troublemakers, killed." ”

Bai Qingling's black and white eyes moved, and he looked up at him, "After killing~ what should I do?" ”

"There's always a way to get rid of it."

She was noncommittal, "You go out." ”

Bai Qingling looked carefully at the closed door, and her beautiful red lips pursed.

She has always been arrogant and reckless, but after experiencing the death of Bai Dashuai, the arrival of poor relatives, and the collection of handsome seals, she also has to think a lot.

In the short time they got along, she, a free-spirited and romantic-accustomed female gentleman, had an extraordinary view of Yan Lou.

Yan Lou is not afraid of causing trouble, he has the courage and means, Yan Lou can even do many things she wants to do but does not dare to do.

Such as killing,

Like killing a lot of people.

Bai Qingling didn't go down to eat dinner, let the maid send it to the room, she thought about it silently by herself, and before falling asleep, she made a bold decision again.

The next morning, she went downstairs for breakfast.

The White Mansion, which had been worried for a while, finally quieted down.

There are no more disheveled 'relatives' lying on the ground, no more women who want to grab food, and no little boy who vows to inherit the mantle of Bai Dashuai.

Bai Qingling comfortably ate a hearty breakfast, and after the floor clock rang eight times, she put down the remaining half cup of milk and asked the next person, "Where is Yan Lou?" ”

"Miss Hui, Adjutant Yan hasn't come here today."

"Did he say when he was coming?"

The servant shook his head, "No." ”

Bai Qingling was not satisfied.

As an adjutant, shouldn't you take her seriously!

But when I thought about it again, it seemed that this thought was about to change.

She's going to negotiate after all.

Being patient by the 'relatives', Bai Qingling waited for half an hour, and he didn't see the black American car that Yan Lou often sat in driving into the Bai Mansion.

She finally waited.

The white hand slapped on the table, the shock was numb and painful, she clenched her fists and said coldly, "Where is Yan Lou!" ”

The next person is also embarrassed.

Zhiwu was cut by Bai Qingling's knife for a long time, and he was chilled, "When Adjutant Yan left yesterday, he asked the coachman to drive to the hospital. ”

"He's hurt again?" Bai Qingling immediately stood up, "Prepare the car and go to the hospital." ”

After Bai Qingling rushed to the concession hospital to look around, he didn't find his shadow, and walked out of the hospital gate and slapped his head.

How could a person as noble and elegant as him come to the hospital and crowd with others like others?

Must have gone to a private clinic.

There are many private clinics in the concession......

Bai Qingling decided to wait for the rabbit and let the coachman go straight to his house.