Lin Xiaoxiao shrunk his neck and snorted.

"Whatever you want!"

The atmosphere suddenly became weird, Lin Xiaoxiao stood straight, while Lin Zhenxuan leaned on the sofa, picked up the document in his hand, and flipped through it casually.

Five minutes passed, and the two of them still didn't speak.

Ma Youwei and his assistant stood in front of the two, very uncomfortable, they couldn't go if they wanted to, they didn't want to go, they didn't know what to say.

Ma Youwei glanced at the assistant beside him, the assistant was young and vigorous, couldn't hold his breath, and kept glancing at him when he saw him.

Ma Youwei estimated that the time was almost up, so he gave the assistant a look.

The assistant received the order, cleared his throat with courage, and didn't dare to look directly at Lin Zhenxuan: "That...... Mr. Lin, if there is nothing to do, we will go first. The teacher is old, and I will come to you today as soon as I get off the operating table, I am afraid that I will ...... I'm afraid that his old man's body can't bear it! ”

Lin Zhenxuan looked at Ma Youwei: "It's okay here, you can go!" ”

Ma Youwei hurriedly got off the donkey down the slope, said a few polite words, pulled his assistant, and hurriedly walked out of the villa.

After Ma Youwei left, the whole room was quiet again.

Lin Xiaoxiao swallowed her saliva, feeling that a storm was coming.

She lowered her hands and tried to appear tame as much as possible to reduce her presence.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Lin Zhenxuan suddenly spoke, Lin Xiaoxiao instinctively raised his head, and met a pair of dark eyes, his eyes were like the polar night, and a huge sense of oppression raged wildly in the huge space.

Lin Xiaoxiao's back was cold, shivering, and she took two steps back.

"Heh......"

Lin Zhenxuan chuckled, and the sense of oppression in the living room disappeared instantly, as if it had never appeared.

"Forget it! Since you don't want to say it, I won't force you. ”

After speaking, Lin Zhenxuan stood up and strode to the second floor......

It's been two days in the blink of an eye.

In these two days, the expected storm did not come.

Lin Zhenxuan was very quiet, very, very quiet, he went to the company before six o'clock in the morning and came back at eleven o'clock at night. Whether it is temperament or work and rest, it is the same as usual.

Every time he came back to see Lin Xiaoxiao, Lin Zhenxuan just said a few words to her, without any waves, in a very formulaic tone, and then continued to work without looking at her.

In order to please him, Lin Xiaoxiao cooked instant noodles for him to make supper. Lin Zhenxuan didn't refuse, he just didn't say anything when he ate, finished eating quietly, and continued to work. It seems that Lin Xiaoxiao is a transparent person!

This is not the strangest, the strangest thing is that the video between her and Yin Lang mysteriously disappeared from the Internet that night. The video that was originally on the hot search and can be seen on major websites disappeared overnight, and even any form of information related to that video disappeared.

Lin Xiaoxiao searched and searched, but couldn't find anything. She was secretly glad and apprehensive.

This style of acting is really too big for the Demon King!

Lin Xiaoxiao was taken aback by her own speculation!

A sentence suddenly sounded in her head, and Lin Zhenxuan asked her - do you have nothing to say to me?

How familiar this sentence is!

What should have been engraved in her bones, why did she forget it?

Or has she been too comfortable recently, and she has forgotten the reason for Yiyu's death!!!!!

I remember that when she first arrived at Lin's house when she was eight years old, she was very afraid of Lin Zhenxuan, and she always wanted to escape, but every time she escaped, she was caught by Lin Zhenxuan. Later, after running out of experience, I realized that the plan she thought was seamless was actually a joke in Lin Zhenxuan's eyes. Every time she planned to escape, on the day she was about to escape, Lin Zhenxuan would rush back no matter how busy she was, and ask her one thing, that is-Do you have nothing to say to me?

Lin Xiaoxiao escaped ninety-nine times, but still did not believe in evil.