Bluegrass looked around at the stunningly large and luxurious room, and didn't know where to start.

"Damn! That guy has nothing to do with living in such a big house, and it's hard to find anything. Bluegrass snorted in annoyance.

Suddenly, she saw that there was another door in the room, so she reached out curiously and pushed it.

Unexpectedly, the door opened automatically.

The study room is eye-catching, and the walls around it are inlaid with large LCD screens.

The most conspicuous thing is the large desk in the middle of the room, which is in the shape of a half-moon and is larger than a double bed.

It's no wonder that the Imperial Consortium is a global company, and it's possible to sit here and remotely control businesses around the world.

Only, will Nightshade put his gun here?

Bluegrass looked around and decided to start looking at the desk.

She opened the drawers one by one to check, but unfortunately, in addition to documents and documents, even most of the drawers were empty.

"Smack!" Bluegrass accidentally knocked over something.

She looked down and saw a crystal picture frame.

Fortunately, the picture frame was not broken, and Lancao picked it up with relief and put it back on the table.

thought there was a handsome photo of narcissism in the photo frame, but when she saw it, it turned out to be a family photo.

A young couple hugging two cute little boys and smiling happily at the camera.

The man is handsome, the woman is beautiful, what a super good-looking couple.

If you look closely, this photo is a certain age.

The appearance of the male host, the blue grass looks very familiar.

Could he be the father of the Nightfall?

Oh, the two of them really look alike.

Well, these two cute little boys, at first glance, are twins, which one is the night dead?

Is it this grinning one, or is it this little guy with a serious expression?

Bluegrass's childlike heart protruded, and she poked the boy with a cold little face with her finger, thinking to herself, the guy who has been stinky since he was a child must be a night death......

"What are you doing?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded.

Bluegrass looked up and saw Nightshade standing in the door with a cold face.

When he grew up, he was handsome and extraordinary, especially when the thin lips were mockingly hooked up, showing a kind of evil to the extreme.

"Put it down!" A cold command.

"What?" Bluegrass clutched the frame, not knowing why.

What did he tell her to let go?

Nightshade looked at her coldly, and when her eyes fell on the picture frame in her hand, her eyes changed and changed.

Looking at that innocent little face, memories from many years ago flooded into his mind in an instant......

"Woo, brother, where are you, save me, save me......"

"Ahem, brother, Hanhan can't find Mommy, but Hanhan doesn't want to die, save me......"

"Brother, help, I'm ......"

The light in the eyes of the night that changed several times instantly became cold.

He seems to have been too attentive to the daughter of the enemy who killed his dear family, and the layout was too cautious, too long-winded.

Is this necessary?

Isn't the enemy's daughter used to abuse?

Should the enemy's daughter be treated preferentially because of her special status?

Is it worth it?

Thoughts of resentment filled Nightshade's heart little by little.

He stared at the blue grass, word by word, "I repeat, put down what you have in your hand, immediately, immediately!" ”

"Oh, you mean this picture frame, I just put it down."

Bluegrass didn't notice the turbulence in his eyes, and smiled as he put the frame back on the table.

"Bang!"

The picture frame that had just been placed on the table, as soon as the hand left, fell down again.

"I'm sorry." Bluegrass smiled awkwardly and continued to straighten the frame.

However, I don't know if it was her lack of heart to break into someone's study to find a gun, or if the picture frame was broken, or if the staring gaze of the man in front of her made her nervous.

In short, her hands trembled, and she couldn't hold the picture frame steadily.

Nightshade stared at her every move, the green tendons on his forehead jumped and jumped, and the anger mixed with hatred in his heart pushed him closer to the edge of rage.

"Sir, as you ordered, dinner has been set up in the garden......"

"Go down!" The sound of the night was like a cold wind sweeping towards Aunt Fang.

She shuddered.

Is this her boss?

The boss she knew was full of joy and anger, when was he so full of angry flames like now?

Aunt Fang glanced at the blue grass worriedly, only to see that she was also frightened by the sudden emotions of the night, and stood there dumbfounded!

"Why don't you go down quickly?" Nightshade's fierce eyes swept towards Aunt Fang.

"Oh, good." Aunt Fang hurriedly retreated and left nervously.

"No one is allowed to disturb me without my permission!" Nightshade ordered again.

Aunt Fang didn't dare to look at it more, so she quickly closed the door and left.

It's horrible.

Boss, what is this going to do?

There was fire in his eyes, did he quarrel with the blue grass?

Not long ago, as soon as Nightshade returned, he told her to set it up in the lawn of the garden, saying that he was going to have a candlelight dinner with Bluegrass there.

I thought the relationship between this young man had gone further.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she came up, she encountered this kind of scene.

Obviously, it was her boss who was angry, and the little girl was still confused.

"Nightfall, what are you doing here?" Lan Cao looked at the man who changed his face in an instant, "That, even if I entered your study without your consent and made you angry by rummaging through your things, you don't have to be ...... like Aunt Fang like that."

"Wonder why?"

Nightshade sneered as he approached her and pulled the crystal frame out of her hand.

He stared at the picture for a few seconds, then with a wave of his hand, he swept everything on the table to the floor.

Lan Cao watched inexplicably as he swept away the things on the table, and gently placed the picture frame in the center of the table.

Obviously, he attaches great importance to this photo, and there is a feeling that whoever touches this photo will retaliate.

"Take your clothes off!" Nightshade clasped his hands on his chest and coldly ordered.

"What?" Lan Cao looked at the man with a disdainful face in shock, unable to believe what she had heard.

Nightshade tugged at the corners of her mouth, "Don't you understand?" I'll tell you to take off your clothes and lie down. ”

Lie down?

Bluegrass followed her gaze to the sleek, bed-sized desk in front of her.

Her face sank, "The surname is Ye, you are crazy, I'm not crazy, I don't have the time to play such a vulgar game with you!" ”

With that, she turned around and left.

"Listen! Once you step out of this room, the legal sanctions that you don't want to see Feng Qin face are about to happen, and it will happen twice! ”

The man behind him coldly warned.

Bluegrass's footsteps paused, and finally continued to move forward unmoved!

Staring at the stubborn back, Nightshade squinted.

Since meeting this woman, he has given way again and again because he has taken into account her feelings, thinking that she will willingly stay by his side.

Unexpectedly, her personality is so stubborn!

Not to mention doing things against yourself everywhere, but also carrying yourself for other men.

What Ou Zhehang was before, now it is this Feng Qin who is chasing after him and secretly investigating his identity!

If he continues to indulge this woman, he will be planted in her hands.

Just like back then, his parents were planted in the hands of this woman's parents......