Since talking to Wang's mother that time, Murong Jing has gone home on time every day, and after returning home, he either cooks by himself or stays in the study, the cold air on his body makes the servants at work breathless, and the servants who usually want to climb his branches are "frozen" by his air conditioning.

Even his personal secretary didn't dare to come out, because he knew that the cold air on Murong Jing's body was because of his wife......

At seven o'clock in the morning, Murong Jing set off to go to the company, and as soon as he arrived at the door of the company, Murong Xuan jumped out, "Brother? ”

"Hmm."

"Brother, can you put away your air conditioner, so that I don't dare to breathe."

At this time, Murong Jing noticed that he had been a little weird recently. Converged a little bit of cold air.

"Brother, let's go to your office and say, it's inconvenient here." Murong Xuan whispered into Murong Jing's ear.

So, they sat on the top floor with the president, Murong Jing walked into the office, locked the door, walked to the flower pot, turned on the switch, and a staircase appeared inside, which was the secret attic of the heyday, only Murong Jing's brother and Murong Xuan knew, because they built it, in order to "talk about business".

The attic is neither big nor small, but it is very dark, and when you walk in, you smell a smell of blood, and a group of people in black appear, bending down and shouting in unison, "Master, Sixth Master." ”

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from inside, "Let go of me, do you know who I am, I am the future wife of the president of Dingsheng, you moved me, do you know the consequences?" "If you listen carefully, you will find that it is Song Qing'an's voice.

Murong Jing stayed in the monitoring room.

Slap, slap, smack-

"How come I don't know that Dingsheng has a wife in addition to my sister-in-law, and Mrs. An Qing'an?" Murong Xuan asked with interest.

"Murong Xuan, if you don't let me go soon, I will become your sister-in-law in the future, and I will definitely not let you have a good time."

"Tell me, if my brother is here to see your ugliness, will he not want you, tell me whether he likes your face, or if you have good kung fu in bed, it seems to be the same, my brother has never even touched you, if I cut off your face one by one, will it be ugly." He took a scalpel and slashed it gently

"Murong Xuan, you dare?!"

"Why don't I dare?"

Of course, at this time, Song Qing'an knew in his heart that Murong Xuan usually acted like a cross-service kid, and he did it on purpose, although his murderous intent is very big now, Murong Jing's murderous intent is greater than his, Murong Jing wants to kill anyone, and he will not let him live until now. The best thing she could do now was to curry favor with Murong Xuan.

"Murong Xuan, let me go."

"Then tell me what my brother did when he lost his memory."

Hearing this, Song Qing'an began to feel weak, she blocked everything very well, how the news was exposed.

She bit her lip and said, "It's me, so what." ”

"Hehehe, brother, you heard it!"

Song Qing'an, who originally lowered his head, turned pale when he heard Murong Xuan call his brother.

"Song Qingan, I'm so disappointed in you."

"That's because I love you, Jing."

"So in the name of loving me, you hurt me and get what you want?"

"To be honest, I don't like Song Wanwan at all, I just envy and envy her, why, why."

"Heh, Xuan, just let her stay here first, remember, what are the daily criminal laws."

After speaking, he left, and Song Qing'an in the back looked at Murong Jing's back as he walked out, his eyes full of tears.