Chapter 8: I'm Not Interested in You

If this kind of leather whip is to be sold, it must be a lot of money.

"Wouldn't that be better for you?" Rong Xun said casually.

“……”

The woman took a small step back and smiled awkwardly: "I think it's just a sex toy." ”

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in you." After Rong Xun finished speaking, he grabbed her and tied her back to the stool.

He still had the whip in his hand.

"Chief, chief, calm down." Su Jiuge was really a little scared.

"Be lenient in your confession." Rong Xun played with the leather whip in his hand, with a leisurely attitude.

Su Jiuge wailed.

What kind of luck was she, creating a world to torment her.

She had thought about confessing.

Just as she was about to speak, Rong Xun's mobile phone rang.

For the first time, Su Jiuge saw this man who was heavy for a while and bad for the first time, his face quickly turned pale, and the leather whip in his hand fell.

He's going to run out.

Jiuge didn't care that he was still tied to the stool, and immediately jumped up.

The center of gravity was unstable and hit Rong Xun's body.

"Take me along, maybe I can help you." Su Jiuge said immediately.

In her world, Su Jiuge has seen too many such faces.

Most of the people who came to her to dream were pale and bloodless faces.

Rong Xun was a little flustered and tore off the rope that tied the woman.

The action was rude, and the rope cut Kuge's white hand, leaving red marks.

He ran out, and Su Jiuge hurriedly followed.

I left the military region in a military jeep again, and the emerald green pine branches swayed along the way.

Rong Xun's face became paler and paler.

To be able to force a high-ranking and powerful leader like this must be a burden that his life cannot bear.

The place where the jeep stopped was a private house.

Before Jiuge could look at its grandeur, he was pulled in by Rong Xun.

The servant greeted him: "Chief, you have finally returned." ”

Rong Xun didn't speak, ran straight upstairs and pushed open the door of a room.

Jiuge saw that there was a woman on a ventilator lying on the bed, and her face was not real.

"Mom, I'm back." Rong Xun's voice was lowered, and he squatted at the head of the bed and held the woman's hand.

The woman on the bed struggled to open her eyes at the sound of a familiar voice.

The eyes were cloudy, pathetic, and full of emotions.

She trembled her hands and wanted Rong Xun to help her take off the oxygen mask.

Rong Xun hesitated for a few seconds, but still took it off.

Mother Rong's face is very gentle and beautiful, as quiet as the long river in the years.

She spoke with difficulty, and her voice was intermittent: "Xun'er, mother...... No way...... Finish. ”

Rong Xun's body shook and did not speak.

Su Jiuge looked at him, his body had changed from indifference to overwhelmed loneliness.

"Our mother and son...... Dependent on each other...... Twenty years, my mother is gone...... What should I do with my Xun'er......" Rong's mother burst into tears.

"Mom, Xun'er will live very well, don't worry." Rong Xun knew that his mother's time had come, and he didn't even know what to say.

Rong's mother smiled hard: "But the underworld must be very ...... Lonely and miserable, mom ...... I don't want to go. ”

Rong's mother began to cough.

Those eyes were full of vicissitudes, and they were all reluctant to give up on their son.

She was worried about what Rong Xun would do if she left.

"Mom...... I really want to see you get married and have children, but Mom can't wait. Rong's mother looked at her son who had been lonely since he was a child.

She couldn't see him getting married, and she couldn't see anyone accompanying him, so she couldn't rest assured.