Even many people began to speculate whether she, who had separated from D.K., now had a bigger backer to escort her.

After all, with the ability of an elk, it is impossible to achieve such a terrifying level

At this moment, everyone on the road is in danger, and people are panicking, for fear that when the blade of death will fall on their heads.

The mood of drifting at night is getting lower and lower day by day.

Beigong Night Xiu did not appear.

No matter what she did, he seemed to be completely unconcerned, never asked her, and never stopped her from doing all sorts of tasks.

Even, I don't care if she goes back to the manor to live.

Pretending to sleep at night to catch him has never succeeded again.

I don't know what he did, but whenever she slept in the bedroom of the manor, she would always sleep deeply, and no matter how hard she tried to stay awake, she would fall into a deep sleep at the end of the day.

Then when he woke up, he disappeared again.

Leave a room cold.

It's like it never existed.

She was angry at first, and repeatedly wanted to arrest him and beat him violently, and blow his dog head.

But over time, she found that she was starting to get tired too.

There is nothing left but discomfort.

Only by constantly tasking can you numb yourself a little.

It's a little ridiculous, but it's the first time she's ...... Numb your pain nerves by killing people.

When Night Drift was in the Elk headquarters, sorting out the recent mission situation with a few friends.

The manor of the Beigong family, in the huge and luxurious study.

But it's a different story.

The silver-haired man with red eyes sat quietly in an office chair, wearing a well-cut black suit, which made him look cold and unapproachable.

The eyebrows are all frozen and cold, and the aura emanating from the bottom of the blood-colored eyes makes people dare not look directly.

In the days when there was no night drifting, the ruler of the Beigong family seemed to have reverted to his appearance without the slightest smell of people, and he was as cold as a robot.

In addition to the coldness in his eyes, there was only indifference to everything.

He finished one cross-border video conference after another with a blank face, and only turned off the computer when everything was explained.

His eyes subconsciously looked at another monitor next to his computer desk.

It was his master bedroom, furnished as usual, except that there was no one.

Realizing this, his expression darkened, and he silently withdrew his gaze.

His tense body seemed to have lost its pillar in an instant, and he leaned back in his chair, a faint tiredness between his eyebrows.

He hadn't rested for a few days, because there were so many things to deal with......

He must ensure that after losing himself, all aspects of the Beigong family's industries can still operate normally.

The new heir, he hasn't had time to decide yet.

Fortunately, the legacy aspect has been dealt with.

The man's gaze shifted to the pile of freshly signed papers on the table.

It's all about inheritance.

The private property that belongs to him, not a penny is immovable, all above.

A big stack.

In the heir of each lower right corner, there is only one name, and the night is scattered.

His slender fingers covered the name he had signed with his own hand, and his warm fingertips rubbed gently.

I don't know what I thought, but there was a rare tenderness in my bloody eyes.

When Gu Tezhu walked in, he saw such a scene.

He sighed helplessly and distressedly in his heart and walked over to him.

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