Si Nanyuan's hand tapping on the keyboard finally stopped again.

He lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at Su Zechuan.

"Heh, when did his paranoia get so bad?"

“……”

"You tell him that if he has time for this delusion, it is better to find a good doctor and treat his paranoia."

“……”

"If he is really terminally ill and has no cure, I can recommend him a cemetery with good feng shui."

Su Zechuan listened to it for a long time, couldn't interject, and finally could only fight back: "Si Nanyuan, what are you doing with me?" Why should I help you pass the word? ”

"Stuff."

“…… You're the thing! Believe it or not, let the lawyer sue you! Slandering the president is a great crime! ”

"What? You can't wait to see the cemetery I'm talking about? ”

“……”

"Then you have to hurry, after all, feng shui treasures can be encountered, and they can't be sought."

"You-" As soon as he heard that his life was threatened again, Su Zechuan didn't dare to say any more.

After struggling for a while, I still brought the topic back to something related to Mr. Mo.

"Mr. Mo also said, those women, leave it to you to play slowly. If it's not enough, he's still there. Although your woman is about to become his, for the sake of the past, he will not let you stay alone in the empty room. ”

"Huh, affection? When will the enemies also start to take the sensational route among themselves? ”

"Si Nanyuan, the word "enemy" is a bit too absolute, as far as I know, you and Mr. Mo ......"

Before Su Zechuan's self-righteous words were finished, he was interrupted by Si Nanyuan's cold voice.

"When will it be your turn to dictate my business?"

“……”

"You tell him that the bloody romantic drama will aggravate his paranoia, so it's better to watch it less."

Su Zechuan was frightened by Si Nanyuan's tone and eyes, and a cold wind ran straight from his back, and finally left a sentence, "If you want to speak, go find Mr. Mo yourself." Then he turned and limped away.

It wasn't until he saw Su Zechuan and his bodyguards leave the company that Ah Shuai returned to Si Nanyuan's office.

"Lord Yuan, Su Zechuan and the others have already left."

Si Nanyuan bowed slightly, "How is Ah Jun's side?" ”

"He's just finished there, and the video of the interrogation has been sent to me. I thought I'd go through it before I sent it to you. ”

"Got it, you ask Ah Jun to prepare and solve Su Zechuan tonight."

"Yes."

Ah Shuai left in response.

The office door opened and closed.

In the huge office, only Si Nanyuan was left.

Si Nanyuan glanced at the door of the lounge, which was also closed, got up expressionlessly, picked up the cigarette on the side, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

With a "click" sound, a thin smoke slowly rose.

blurred his vision, but he couldn't hide the coldness in his deep eyes.

Heh, Mr. Mo.

This title is really like a person.

Before Si Nanyuan's cigarette burned out, his thoughts were interrupted by a slight knock on the door.

It came from the lounge.

The knock was really soft.

It's not so much a knock on the door, but rather a stuffy kitten scratching at the door and trying to let it out to play.

It seems that his kitten is not willing to be lonely, and he can't wait.

Si Nanyuan hurriedly extinguished his cigarette and strode to the door of the lounge.

The moment I opened the door, my hard heart and the corners of my lips softened.