Chapter 121: Anonymous Mail

Zhang Ruolei turned his head to look at me and smiled. Hand on mine.

"First, I am afraid that they will join forces and drive us out, so that the Zhang clan and our side may completely lose power; Second, I am afraid that Xiao Han will use means to drive me down from the position of general manager, so that I will break one of your arms? Maybe they will be broken by each of them? โ€

"That's all I have to worry about right now."

I snuggled into his arms and thought to myself, he was really a roundworm in my stomach, and he knew everything I thought.

"Looks like you have a solution?"

I'm interested.

Zhang Ruolei stretched out two fingers towards the void, I immediately knew that I was busy offering cigarettes with both hands, and lit them for others, he took a puff, looking satisfied, squinting his eyes to enjoy the comfort and pleasure brought to him by tobacco.

I nudged him, "You mean, don't sell it." โ€

He looked at me with a grin, and said that he wanted to send you away with this little sweetness.

I turned red, hesitated, and then "bah" him.

"It's not serious."

His hand touched it.

"Who is still serious with their daughter-in-law? Do you wish? โ€

The smoke from his mouth carried the temperature in his body, which made my skin itch, and I dodged left and right, but I still couldn't dodge his mouth. My hot lips burned my skin, but the inside had collapsed earlier. First it was soft, and then it turned into a pool of spring water, and he was like a goose struggling to flutter in it, muddying the pool of spring water.

A hot moan flowed out of his throat like a spring.

โ€œtakeiteasy.โ€

I heard him speak pure American English. His hands deftly bypassed the fetters of all my clothes, and they, like mine, surrendered and obediently retreated in his hands, tired and scattered on the floor. He sat up dexterously on his two long legs, and I looked up at him with starry eyes like I looked up at the stars in the sky.

โ€œmyking.โ€

I closed my eyes slightly and muttered to myself. All tension around him was unloaded. A thin layer of sweat on his back, the fluorescent lamp on his head shone directly, his back was golden, like a prince carrying a wheat field, I hooked his neck with both hands, and felt strength, passion, vividness, energy, all intertwined in front of my eyes into a clear sky.

I feel that the flowers are blooming in front of me, and they are so gorgeous that they are beautiful.

When she went to work the next day, Xiao Han really had a hard time, and the first thing she had to do was to kick Zhang Ruolei away. Naturally, I can't let her get her wish, I can't be the general manager, I can always be the assistant to the general manager, in fact, the power is still in his hands. It's just that his aunt wants to take the opportunity to turn over, I really don't understand how the charm of power can be so great, how old is his aunt, and the person buried up to the neck can't see through this, and is still desperately fighting and grabbing.

Zhang Ruolei asked me to use the chairman's veto power to veto Xiao Han's proposal, but fortunately, all the shares of these stinky fish and shrimp together are not as much as in my hands, not to mention that Lao Bai still maintains the posture of riding on the wall, she neither supports me and Zhang Ruolei, nor does she go all out to join Xiao Han.

For a time, the balance of rights remained largely balanced and short

Time is safe. But Xiao Han frequently made difficulties, either checking the accounts today, or what kind of monitoring team he wanted to set up tomorrow, and he was a moth all day long.

I was annoyed enough by her, Zhang Ruolei told me to respond to all changes with the same and let me be tossed by her. Sure enough, after letting her touch the soft nails a few times in a row, Xiao Han's head stopped a lot.

Sitting in the huge chairman's office, I felt lonely and helpless. Everyone knows that power is good, but there is a premise that those in power can wield it. If not, the right will turn against its own master.

As soon as I have the opportunity, I complain about these things to Zhang Ruolei, he often laughs and does not speak, hugs me, or touches my head, or has a hearty bed joy. He believed that the best way to relieve stress was this method, and I frowned and said, "What are you doing with me?" How can I have so many desires and dissatisfactions?

Zhang Ruolei poked his head over, and a row of sharp little white teeth appeared in his grin.

"Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger. What do you total? You can't go against the laws of nature, you have to go with it. If you need it, if you think about it, if you want it, you have to succumb to your body's hormones, trust me. โ€

He patted the back of my hand.

"It makes you feel radiant and healthy."

I admit that he is not reasonable, but you can't sing songs all night, I said that I am also afraid that your body will not be able to bear it, and you are not young anymore. You know?

"Yes. As I said------"

A sly smile tugged at his lips.

"For you to be able to die to the fullest."

I was speechless, and his kisses were overwhelming. I remember that not long after I was with Huaihai, especially after Huaiping, our exercise in bed decreased sharply, and in the end, there was none. I was young at the time, and he didn't think about it a few times, so he gave up. At that time, I even wondered if I had some kind of hypersex or something like that, and I heard that men from one to thirty years old would have a great loss of interest and ability to exercise in bed. Why didn't Zhang Ruolei ......

I told him this doubt, and made him laugh. He said that men still have a need for this until the day they die, but it depends on the object.

He immediately realized that these words were against my dragon scales, and it was probably too late to change his words. But still struggling to die, "I mean, you have to be the woman you like, the woman you want." You want it, you know? Sometimes when I sit in my office and think about you, I can come up with a physiological reaction to myself. โ€

Well, I admit that his last sentence may seem like a big deal, but it still greatly satisfies my vanity and sense of accomplishment. So the two shook hands and made peace, and the way we shook hands and made peace was to attack, defend, attack again, and cater to them.

On this day, I was sitting in my office, Zhang Ruolei came to talk to me, the computer email prompted the sound, I received an email, I thought it was related to work, and I didn't think much about it, while talking to Zhang Ruolei, I clicked on the email.

I don't want to, but when I open it, it's a small video, and the hero of that video is actually Huaiping.

My brain buzzed, and I lost my voice and called out to him, scaring him enough. Afterwards he said that my voice was distorted, like

Bent steel pipes.

"Zhang Ruolei,"

My voice revealed great horror, with an indescribable trill. I can't believe it, I can't believe it, I've been looking for my son for so long, and he'll be on my computer screen one day.

Zhang Ruolei walked over with a solemn expression, and when he saw it, his face changed color when he brushed it.

"Huaiping."

I gulped in on the air, like the air in the room was no longer able to supply my respiratory metabolism.

"Huaiping."

I covered my face and mouth, afraid that my screams would pierce the sky.

"I know, I know."

Zhang Ruolei hugged me.

"Did my son send it to me? Tell me he's all right? Or ......"

Another layer of conjecture I didn't dare to say, I was afraid that someone had kidnapped Huaiping, he was being stuffed with a rag in his mouth, and his face was beaten like a pig's head.

I didn't dare to watch it, but I couldn't resist the temptation of the video.

After a long time, I cautiously showed my eyes from Zhang Ruolei's arms, and pressed the play button of the short video tremblingly.

The picture is not very clear, the room is very dark, and thick blackout curtains are hung. But I recognized it, it was Huaiping, it was him, my son. I can smell him through the screen. A taste that I will never forget for the rest of my life. I knew it was my son.

Holding back my tears, I couldn't help but step forward, wishing I could get into the computer right now, into that cramped, dimly lit room, and take him out.

I don't know if he was kidnapped or not, it seems that he has a certain amount of freedom, but he is thin, thin as a skeleton, the whole person is tired and old, drooping and old, shaking like a dead leaf in autumn, he wears a black hooded sweatshirt, the hat firmly covers his whole face, maybe it is the relationship of light, his eyes are surrounded by two hollow and dark holes, like a ghost.

My hands trembled and I touched the computer screen, and tears flowed out. I stood up excitedly.

"Who? Zhang Ruolei, call the police. I have reason to believe that my son is in danger, you see him,"

My fingers were cold and stiff.

"Look at him, how old he is, just in his prime, he is in the prime of life, he is less than twenty, but if you look at him now, I am afraid that some people will believe him if he is seventy or eighty."

I rushed out desperately, and Zhang Ruolei hugged me back.

"Where are you going? Do you know the address? If you call the police, someone must be snooping in the dark. Let's not say that he was not restricted from freedom. We call the police, where do you want the police to go to him? โ€

"I don't care. I'm, I'm going to protect him. โ€

I swear palely.

"I don't care."

I used all my strength to try to break free from my grip.

"Plums."

He growled.

"You listen to me, it's not that you don't care. It's a long-term view. โ€

I turned around and pushed him violently, like a huge wave crashing against the rocks on the shore.

"I don't want to hear anything about the long term. Now that I have a clue, I can't let it be broken. He's not your son, so you're not in a hurry. โ€

I opened my mouth and shouted

Over, I was in tears, and my whole body was covered with sweat because of the desperate struggle just now, and the sweat soaked through my close-fitting clothes, sticky and slippery on me, very uncomfortable.

Zhang Ruolei looked pained, I knew I shouldn't have said something like that just now, he had never treated Huaiping as an outsider, but I just couldn't control it, I always seemed to be full of dissatisfaction and anger, whoever was close to me, who was closest to me, my anger could burn him to black char.

Zhang Ruolei let go of me, his eyes were complicated, some were cold, some were desperate, some were painful, and some were distressed. So many feelings are all put in a pair of pupils at this time, which makes people feel indescribably cruel.

I squatted on the ground, squatting didn't seem to be enough to express my pain, I sat on the floor, he came and picked me up, I was going to hell, no one could redeem me, neither could he. I had snot and tears streaming down my face, and I didn't care.

My son.

I'm going to see him now, right away, right away, no matter what it takes. Hanging dividends, sending bounties, even if I let me give the shares in my hand, everything is now immediately handed over to others, it is not a pity, it is not a pity that he understands it or not. Huaiping is the meat that fell from my body, and he is my life.

(End of chapter)