Chapter 272: "Nightmare"
He laughed silently: "Because...... I fooled her...... I suggested that she put all her money, including a large part of the overdraft, into the stock market, and of course she went bankrupt, and I refused to help her pay her back. β
She's teetering.
Sky! The other day he suggested that she buy futures ......
"Yes, I'll use the same methods against your sister as I did against you. In another twenty-four hours, you will find that you have no penny left, but you will owe a lot of money to the bank. β
Her voice buzzed: "Why are you...... Why? β
"Lin Zi, I have never loved you, in fact, I hate you and everyone in your Lin family, especially Lin Kaibing. You may know that it was two companies that bought Uncle Chen, and I can tell you now that one is the Xu family and the other is Minghua. Miss Lin, I am happy to tell you that Lin Kaibing was forced to death by me, and I asked all the banks not to lend to Lin, and Lin Kaibing knew that his opponent was me, and he had no way out. It's just that I didn't expect Lin Kaibing to be so unproductive, I just threatened him with you, he really committed suicide, you said he was very unproductive. β
"Yi Zhen!"
"Do you want to kill me?" He smiled, "Fool, you love me!" β
The damn person was herself, she gasped and looked at him, he could still smile so brightly.
"The revenge of killing my father is not shared."
He patted her cheek, "It's easy to forget your father's feud, I'm not that good at measuring it." I should have taken you home to see my mother's tombstone...... The home I've ever had, the happiest home in the world...... It was easily ruined, my father died, and I was only five years old...... My cousin almost took away the property, I swore it, I swore to get everything back, and I did it. Have you ever watched your loved ones die? Have you ever watched your loved one go crazy? When I was a child, I swore that I would let you watch, and I must let Lin Kaibing's favorite person watch and watch ......"
She looked at the twisted muscles of his face in horror.
He grabbed her: "Lin Zi, this is my big gift to myself, do you appreciate it?" β
His breath hit her face, and she had never been so desperate: "You let go of me!" β
He smiled heavily, "What are you going to do?" Go back to Xu Chenrui again? Oh, I forgot to tell you, he is my partner and best partner, we have been working together for many years, no one knows, Xu and Ming Hua have always been singing double reeds. I'm waiting for you to come to this day, I'm waiting for Xu Chenrui to tell you some news, and then you go to find a private detective......" He sneered, "I'm waiting for you to take your time and discover this net that is blocking you......"
One after another, the thunderbolts slashed at her, and she had nowhere to hide!
"Actually, there are no stars at all, and I asked someone to fake the photo to show you.
"I ordered the news of your pregnancy to be published by the press, because I didn't want that child at all, and I gave birth to a baby for me - you don't deserve it!"
Her eyes blurred, and the sky and the earth shook.
"You're just a poor worm, let me play with Xu Chenrui in the palm of my hand. I know you're desperate right now, but it's okay, you can still die, and you'll have no more pain and trouble.
All she could do was mutter: "You're so cruel......"
He laughed and replied to her, "Are you too stupid and naΓ―ve, do you think there really will be any love?" Do you think I'm going to fall in love with you? Do you think love can overcome hatred? Amusing! β
Two lines of blood flowed down her eyes, and the situation was terrifying to the extreme.
He shuddered suddenly, and his chest seemed to be suffocating, why was it like this, there was a desperate colic.
She fell to the ground, covered in blood......
Blood snaked down the floor to his feet, and he suddenly felt as if his internal organs had been hollowed out.
No, don't, he doesn't...... He doesn't want that...... He wasn't meant to be like this...... Xiao Zi......
"Xiao Zi...... Xiao Zi...... Xiao Zi ......"
"Wake up, hey, wake up, what's wrong with you?"
He was shaken awake.
The night was so quiet that he could still hear his own rapid heartbeat.
The bedside lamp was on, and he looked at him with some surprise at the familiar face close at hand, the familiar sleepy eyes.
As if suddenly, he subconsciously spasmed and hugged her all of a sudden, let out a long breath, and buried his face in her hair: "Xiaozi, I love you." β
"What's wrong with you?"
She pushed him away with some amusement, "I slept well and suddenly yelled, and woke up so inexplicably." β
"Oh."
His consciousness is gradually waking up, and his self-control is coming back bit by bit, and everything is back.
He smiled, "I had a nightmare. He got out of bed and said, "I'm going to drink some water, do you want it?" β
"I don't want it." She rolled over, her voice full of tiredness, "Remember to turn off the lights when you come back." β
By the time he returned, she was asleep.
She still forgot to turn off the light, and the dim light came through the frosted glass on the door, so hazy that it was like the moonlight of the twelfth or thirteenth of the old calendar, although it was good, it was always broken.
His eyes widened and he didn't feel sleepy at all, and he listened quietly to her even breathing beside him.
She slept so well, she always slept like a child, she always was, she was a child without a heart, she believed him so without any doubts, didn't she ever think that she was her worst enemy?
He didn't sleep well, and as soon as he entered the office, his face naturally became stiff, and the secretaries were careful in what they said and did.
The interim results were poor, and he just had a temper tantrum in the middle of the meeting.
Several managing directors looked at him with fear, and his anger had to be swallowed.
Forget it, it's not like they didn't do their best.
With a wave of his hand, the assistant immediately adjourned the meeting.
The crowd came out as if they had been granted amnesty.
The huge conference room was immediately empty, and the oak top was polished to a mirror, reflecting the starry light of the ceiling.
He opened the silver cigarette case and pulled out a cigarette.
Liu Yuhua silently lit a cigarette for him, and called "Mr. Yi" in a low voice, but hesitated for a moment and did not continue.
He was angry: "Who did you learn from?" β
Liu Yuhua was brought out by him, and he didn't say a word when he was scolded, and only reported to him at 1510: "The brokerage called and said that Miss Lin bought more than 90 million futures contracts, and I think the funds she has on hand plus the bank mortgage are only about so much." β
Seeing that the boss didn't react, he paused for a while before asking, "Are we going to go as planned?" β
He was still silent, looking at the pale smoke rising from his fingertips, he hadn't smoked in a long time, and the smell was strange.
After a while, he said, "I want to be quiet, you can go out first." The corners of Huang Minjie's mouth moved, he wanted to speak, looked at his face and held back, and quietly retreated, only to let him hear a slight "click" sound of a lock.
He casually snuffed out the cigarette he didn't smoke in the ashtray again.
He smokes only occasionally, and he has always been able to restrain himself from this bad habit.
But what about Lin Zi?
Sooner or later, he will have to face it.
He had to admit that she was the biggest bad hobby of his life.
But...... He's really addicted, if he completely excludes her from his life, will he really be as indifferent as he originally planned?
Fake play is the only mistake he made, is he still capable of changing it?
No matter how dependent the addiction is, he can also quit.
He has this confidence, he is Yi Zhen, and there is nothing in the world that he can't do.
Turning off the internal phone, he stood up, there was still a lot of work waiting for him, Minghua - the business kingdom created was waiting for him, he had created myths, and of course he would not be defeated in the hands of a mortal.
In the evening, he found himself some programs, asked a beautiful costume designer to eat French food, and then drove up the hill for a ride, and finally he returned to his apartment at half past three in the morning.
When he opened the door, he somehow slowed down and opened the door with the key almost silently.
The room was dark.
But in the end, it was his home, and he knew where the furniture was without his eyes, and he wouldn't hit the wall.
But at last he went into the study, closed the door and turned on a small lamp, and looked at himself carefully in the mirror.
He had taken a shower before he returned, and he didn't want her to see any traces.
She is actually very smart, and since the matter has not been exposed for a day, she is still the person he loves the most.
He cherishes and has everything in the world, and there will not be a trace of displeasure to disturb her.
He somewhat self-deludedly ripped off his tie.
The chandelier on the top suddenly lit up, and he looked back in surprise.
I don't know when the door opened.
She stood in the doorway, her hand still pressed on the lamp, and looked at him with some apprehension.
In the end, he spoke first: "Why haven't you slept so late?" β
"I want to wait for you to come back."
The corners of his mouth crooked, and he smiled: "Don't do it next time, it's so late, sometimes I don't come back?" β
She also smiled: "Are you hungry or not, there is still a little porridge in the kitchen." β
"I'm not hungry," he said intentionally squeezing her face with ease, "you go to sleep first, I'll come when I'm in the shower." β
She brushed the broken hair on her sideburns: "Didn't you wash it and come back?" β
She smiled, mockingly, "You still smell of shampoo and body wash." β
"Xiao Zi," he sighed, "aren't you happy?" I'm sorry. β
She raised her eyes and looked at him faintly: "Ah Zhen...... I...... Just scared. β
He interrupted her: "Go to sleep, it's too late, I'll talk about it tomorrow." β
But she continued, with difficulty and staccato words: "I don't know...... We still have days, hours, or ...... A few minutes to go...... A few seconds......"
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