"Wang ......"

"Call me Zhaoheng......"

Tossing and turning on the bed, large beads of sweat appeared on Chen Zhaoheng's forehead. It's supposed to be a picture of affection and affection, but the heart beats uncomfortably.

The long wet hair of the deer stained the pinna, and under the earrings that never left the body day and night, the red bead seemed to be as bright as dripping blood.

"Zhao Heng ......"

Hearing Anyang's sweet voice that day, his heart suddenly accelerated. The unbearable frequency makes the sleeping person frown uneasily.

The air conditioner in the room seemed to have been secretly turned up, and the air flowing around him made his tense body gush out of drowning sweat again.

"Kill, kill, you ......"

The three cold words suddenly penetrated into the eardrum. Chen Zhaoheng woke up from his sleep suddenly, and his bony palms pressed heavily on the bed, and he only regained his senses a little.

The familiar surroundings did not alleviate the strangeness coming from the heart.

Raising his hand to support his forehead with a headache, the scenes of what happened last night filled his eyes, but the back......

Gasping for breath anxiously, he hadn't experienced the feeling of being drunk for a long time when he was in this position. Last night's drunkenness was not his intention.

Moving uncomfortably, he looked down only to find that he was still wearing yesterday's clothes.

Anyang didn't take care of him, he didn't care about it at all.

His lips tightened into a line, Chen Zhaoheng opened the door and went out, just in time to meet Charlie who came back.

"King."

"Done?"

Charried's eyes vaguely swept the bodyguards around him, nodded slightly, and took the lead in standing in front of the door of the study.

Chen Zhaoheng understood what he meant, and not long after the two of them entered, Charried said unsteadily: "Things are a little tricky. The previous suppression of the Luhai Group has indeed achieved good results. But ......"

Put a stack of materials in front of Chen Zhaoheng, "The news of the auction was leaked, and our side did not cut the grass and eradicate the roots. The recent counterattack of Luhai Group is still related to this dark line. ”

Chen Zhaoheng's gaze swept across his face, "It seems that there are deeper people who haven't dug it out." ”

His fingers casually touched the earrings, "I don't worry about that list." You go and stare at it yourself. ”

[System: The host is so witty, no matter how Chen Zhaoheng thinks about it, it is impossible to know that the drunkenness is done by this system. 】

[Anyang: It's a little strange......]

[System: What's wrong?] 】

[Anyang: The list is such an important matter, since he is willing to let go, it is impossible to give him a chance to breathe. Chen Zhaoheng hasn't gotten it yet, and the liaison on my side has news. 】

[System: Isn't this normal?] It is estimated that the mermaid was beaten unconscious, and if you want to get a list, you have to wait for the injury to heal. 】

[Anyang: I don't think that Chen Zhaoheng's organization is charitable. 】

Although he felt that it was inappropriate, Anyang still decided to take a risk.

"Why me?"

When the shift was handed over in the evening, Anyang saw Charlide come back, and his eyes showed unconcealable happiness.

But when he heard the assigned task, the uneasy emotions quietly fermented in his chest.

"I mentioned it," Charridad maintained, "Did anything happen during my absence?" ”

An Yang frowned inexplicably, and listened to him continue: "I have seen Wang during the day, and he seems to be in a very bad mood. I heard from the people below that you came back with him yesterday. ”