"Well, yes, he was still breathing." Luo Xiangyu's expression flashed a trace of panic, but was caught by Mu Shaohan, her heart was half cold, and she only heard her own voice floating in the air: "Then why did he die?" ”

Luo Xiangyu glanced at her, "I was shot in the heart and couldn't be saved." ”

"You're lying!" Mu Shaohan suddenly raised his head and stared at him, his eyes were red, and there was hatred in them: "That little policeman said that the bullet deviated by a few inches and missed the heart!" There's no way he's going to die! ”

The familiar look made Luo Xiangyu feel flustered, and he wanted to say something, but stopped at the last moment.

Mu Shaohan held back his tears and said word by word: "Then how did he die?" How exactly did he die! In the end, she almost yelled, and the sound even alarmed Zhang's mother downstairs, and she hurriedly went upstairs.

"Yes......" Luo Xiangyu turned his head and didn't look at Mu Shaohan: "It's because of my negligence." ”

"Negligence?" Mu Shaohan sneered, she felt particularly funny, because of his negligence, did he end a life like this?

"You tell me! What an oversight! What negligence could have killed him! Mu Shaohan looked at him fiercely, and the hatred in his eyes could almost be substantiated.

However, Luo Xiangyu was just silent.

"Didn't you tell me you'd do your best? Didn't you tell me you'd try to save him? Mu Shaohan stepped forward and grabbed him by the collar and beat him hard, almost crazy, and his emotions were about to collapse.

Luo Xiangyu frowned deeply, he hugged the woman, and let her land her fist on him, no matter how hard he tried, he didn't push her at all.

"Why! Luo Xiangyu, why are you......" Mu Shaohan was paralyzed in Luo Xiangyu's arms, she raised her head and cried, she no longer had the strength to hit him, and in the end, the woman who had been busy for a day finally couldn't support it, and fell asleep exhausted.

Luo Xiangyu saw that she was asleep, and finally revealed the emotions that he had been suppressing in his heart, his expression was full of pain, but in the end he only whispered in Mu Shaohan's ear: "I'm sorry." ”

Luo Xiangyu picked her up, and at this time the door of the study was opened from the outside, he looked up, saw that it was Zhang's mother, and said in a low voice: "She is asleep, you go and prepare a wet towel, and I will wipe her face." ”

Zhang's mother was about to leave, and Luo Xiangyu took the person to the bedroom and put him on the bed.

After undressing her, Zhang's mother also knocked on the door and came in.

"Young master, give it."

She handed Luo Xiangyu a warm towel, he reached out to take it, and skillfully wiped Mu Shaohan's crying face with the towel.

She put on makeup today, and now although the makeup is not spent, tears are all over her face, and he now not only has to wipe the tears off her face, but also shoulders the heavy responsibility of removing her makeup.

Luo Xiangyu walked to the table where Mu Shaohan usually put on makeup, and his face suddenly darkened.

There are a whole table of cosmetics on it, all kinds of brands in English, Korean, etc., he only needs to glance at a glance to know what is written on them, but knowing the characters does not mean that he knows how to use these things and which ones to use.

In desperation, he called Zhang's mother over.

Zhang's mother looked at the table of cosmetics and suddenly felt a little worried, she was a lot older, and she usually didn't wear makeup, she really didn't know, she couldn't help it.

There was no way, the makeup had to be removed, and he finally called the female secretary in the company over at night.

The reason why he insisted so much on removing his makeup was not because he understood, but once he just came back and pressed people directly to the bed, the woman said that he wanted to remove his makeup, of course he disagreed, but she stubbornly wanted to remove it, saying that if he didn't remove his makeup, his skin would get worse.

This woman cherishes her face so much, if she doesn't remove her makeup tonight, her skin will deteriorate, she will only blame him, right?

When the female secretary Fang Jingjing received Fang Zhao's call, she felt incredible, the president was so late, what was the matter with asking her to go to his house?

According to the address on the text message, she came to Xingyue Bay in a nervous mood, where some people who are not rich or noble live, she is still the first time to come to this kind of place, it is inevitable that she is a little nervous, but what makes her nervous the most is not this, but what Mr. Luo called her at home at night?

She rang the doorbell with mixed emotions, and it was an uncle who opened the door, and after asking who she was, he let the person in, apparently in advance.

Fang Jingjing entered the villa, and was shocked by the structural furnishings here, a middle-aged woman who looked like a maid took her directly to the second floor, and she followed all the way to the door of a room, her heart beating more and more.

When she knocked on the door, the president's low, magnetic voice came from inside, and she seemed to faint nervously.

Oh, my God! Is this the room where the president sleeps? What was the matter with him bringing himself over so late? She also deliberately asked the driver to pick it up, could it be that she was dressed very beautifully in the office last time and poured a cup of tea for the president, did he take a fancy to himself?

Thinking of this, Fang Jingjing lowered her head shyly.

Fortunately, she deliberately dressed herself up before going out today, and even put on a small dress that she was usually reluctant to take out.

She thinks it's worth it!

If you are seen by the president as the president's wife, no...... The president is married, that is a lover, even if she becomes a lover, she is willing.

Entering the room, Luo Xiangyu was standing beside the bed, and when he saw Fang Jingjing, he frowned at first sight: "You are called by Fang Zhao?" ”

She lowered her head, not daring to look at Luo Xiangyu, and said softly: "It's me, Mr. Luo." ”

"Well, come here." His voice was low, Fang Jingjing's face was even redder, what did the president call her to do? Looking back, the servant who had come in with her just now had already gone out, so it was just the two of them......

A heart thumped, and he walked slowly towards Luo Xiangyu with graceful steps.

However, there was a displeased voice overhead: "Can you go faster?" ”

Fang Jingjing thought that he couldn't wait, so he trotted over.

"Now, you use these things above to remove my wife's makeup." After Luo Xiangyu explained coldly, he went to sit down on the edge of the bed.

Fang Jingjing stood in place with a confused expression.

What the? Remover?

Didn't the president call her...... Isn't it because I have a crush on her?

No, that's not the point, the point is ...... Is there a third person in this room?

Her eyes couldn't help but glance over to the bed, where a beautiful woman lay quietly, and the god in her mind was wiping the woman's hands.

The impact of this picture is too strong, Fang Jingjing stood in place and was distracted.

"Haven't you picked yet?" Luo Xiangyu's voice was a little impatient, she quickly came back to her senses, "I, I'll be right away!" She hurried to pick up the bottles and cans on the table, and one of them knocked over one of them, and she watched the bottle roll to the ground, and then saw it shatter, and it was the most devastating when she could read the English written on it.

This is a custom fragrance from Nye, limited to 1,000 bottles worldwide! One bottle costs 800,000! How is she going to pay for it......