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"I don't believe it." I said, "But it doesn't interfere with listening, and maybe I'll believe it after listening." ”

He sat down and said, "I can sense that he doesn't really want a divorce." ”

I said, "Of course he doesn't want to." I don't care which one he is now, because it's not a secret: "He's waiting for me to get the money, so that he can kill me, kill my children, and marry Pu Zhu." ”

He stopped talking.

I asked, "You said he wanted me, what is the proof?" ”

"There is no evidence." He shook his head and said, "I said it, it's just a feeling." ”

How can I believe it without evidence? I said, "I don't even know which one you are now......

Seeing my helplessness, he got up and came to me, bent down and hugged me, and said, "I'm sorry." ”

I pulled his arm and said, "I will investigate Dr. Li first, and then consider what to do with your side when the results of the investigation are out." In the meantime, you've been wronged. ”

"I can't guarantee that he won't come out all the time," he said. "What he means is that with the way I'm holding him now, Britney will inevitably run away as soon as she comes out.

"It's okay." I said, "If, as you say, he doesn't want to divorce me, then sooner or later he'll have to come back." If, as I think, he loves Pu Grape so much, then ...... The grapes are still in my hands. ”

He stopped talking.

I said, "During your absence, everyone was struggling with me, including you, and I had a hard time every day. I originally rescued the stars, but she ended up with an arrest...... "Thinking of the stars, I couldn't help sighing, Mrs. Han was angry and cried today, and I don't know if she will catch the stars, I can't really find someone to make Mr. Han angry."

"My mom said she would. ”

I said, "I'm afraid she'll break her word." ”

"She won't." He said: "My mother had an ambiguous attitude before, because for Xingxing, there is no better ending than marrying Zhun Yi. But now Zhun Yi's life and death are unknown, even if he lives, he can't let the stars be with him anymore, it's too dangerous for both of them. ”

This angle also makes sense. Lin Zhunyi is actually quite disgusting, when Xingxing didn't feel sorry for him, he bullied her again and again, and these two knives pierced into it, and it became a handle. Xingxing is definitely not reconciled, with her temper, she will still do something to him, and judging from the way she hurt him this time, she has been tempered more and more by these things.

I said, "I want her to follow me." ”

Fanyin smiled, and her attitude was very vague: "She? ”

"Hmm." I said, "I need some assistants, but now I am the only one who is Assistant Zhou, and I dare not be easily promoted and appointed, for fear of promoting those who have a good heart." ”

"I can give some advice."

"I can't tell who you are."

He pressed down, wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pinched my shoulders, and bit my earlobes with his teeth.

I shuddered and instinctively craned my neck.

He laughed and whispered, "I can prove it." ”

"You're old." This is what he said just now, not me: "Don't work too hard." ”

He smiled deeper, but let go of his hand, went back to sit in his own chair, looked at me, tilted his head, and looked thoughtful.

I bowed my mouth and asked, "Why do you have such an expression?" ”

Still smiling, he said, "I dare not say it." ”

"Why don't you dare?" I said, "Say it?" ”

He sighed and looked out the window, where there was a tree, and the moon was at its tip, not very large, but very round.

I looked at him, wondering what his mysterious face meant, but I didn't come up with anything.

Fortunately, Fanyin finally spoke: "Last night, I woke up in the middle of the night and saw you in my arms. You don't know, I used to look at you like this all the time, because you didn't sleep well, and you always woke me up. ”

Because he was often in dangerous areas, he slept lightly, his nerves were tight, and he was already mentally fragile.

I didn't expect him to be so literary and artistic all of a sudden, playing with the teacup in his hand and not answering.

"In the past, I was a little skeptical of your father's decision to let you inherit, but I really can't think of any other reason than being related by blood." The look on his face is faint, neither like the big guy version, nor like Britney, they are two extremes in different directions, and his expression at the moment is very mellow, like a real "person". There was a taste of exhaustion in his tone: "Yesterday I suddenly understood that as his daughter, you have inherited something unique to him from his blood. ”

I vaguely understood what he meant, but I didn't ask questions, and some words should not be broken.

He looked at me and said, "Lingling." ”

"Hmm."

I thought he was going to say something, but he just called me and looked at me and fell silent.

I didn't feel nervous at all and looked at him.

It was like a confrontation, and I knew very well in my heart that if I said something or promised something today, I could still go with him. But, I don't want to anymore. Just as I had preferred to endure great pain and threats to my life to keep the relationship, now I don't want it at all, and not only that, but I also expect it to be broken, shattered into powder, and a piece of chicken feathers.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him: "Mr. Fan, the fish soup has reached the time to cook." ”

It's the chef.

We woke up like a dream, and Fanyin got up and hurried to the kitchen, where the cook brought out the soup.

The two of us drank in silence, compared to Pu Lan's craftsmanship, the traditional sound was naturally a little inferior, but it was still delicious. After drinking the soup, I felt warm all over my body, and when I looked up, I thought I would see Fan Yin with a straight face, or shake his face, but I saw him sitting on the spot holding his forehead, his brows furrowed, and cold sweat dripping down his face.

I hurried over to help him, but was pushed away just as my hand reached his arm. He used a lot of force, and due to inertia, I fell to the ground, and he didn't look at me, but hugged his head and said, "Get out!" The voice was like gritting teeth at the enemy.

Only then did I wake up and quickly get up and call someone. As soon as he shouted, his arm was suddenly grabbed by someone. With a loud bang, Fan Yin stood up, I expected him to hit me, and tried desperately to shake his hand, but to no avail, he squeezed very tightly.

In the midst of the struggle, someone had already run in from outside the door. But they couldn't come over, because Fanyin had quickly reached out her other hand and pinched my collar.

Even though it was just the collar, it still pinched me to the point where I was about to die, because he was holding a lot of clothes, and the collar of my shirt was not elastic, it was like a rope around my neck.

As soon as Fanyin grabbed it, my bodyguards didn't dare to step forward again, and they all stood in place. As she looked around, her gaze finally fell on my face. In just a moment, his eyes burst bloodshot, making the whites of his eyes a terrible red. He stared at me straight in the air like a madman.

I can see that he is probably Britney now? Or in a state of madness. I knew that he was in this state of no control, I could not speak, I did not dare to struggle, I could only tremble helplessly like a little mouse held down by a cat, and my heart had begun to think about how to die to be relieved with less pain.

At this moment, he opened his mouth: "Where is Pu Zhu?" His voice was trembling, like an awkward sounder in his throat.

My neck was strangled so badly that I couldn't answer. And immediately, as if enraged, his fingers clenched further, and his clenching rattled and his bones turned blue.

This time you can actually see the distinct difference, first of all, although the big guy version was angry when he pinched me, he didn't have resentment, he was like a bomb, it exploded, but it was directly down. But this one in front of me is not, he stares at me with a very resentful gaze, just like the little boy staring at people on the cover of the movie "The Grudge", full of sinister flavor. For me, it's actually the former that's more painful, but psychologically, the latter is more terrifying.

I still have the heart to think about this, because no matter how much I pull my clothes, they won't make me run out of oxygen as quickly as if I were pinching my neck, so I don't feel so bad. And too many experiences have taught me that when life and death are not in my hands, it is useless to struggle, save some strength, and when you have the opportunity, quickly smash him with the nearby vase to stun him is the right way.

Suddenly, Fanyin let go of his hand.

I fell to the ground, and my neck was naturally in sharp pain. As I got up, I saw the pained look on Fanyin's face as he held his head like a badly wounded beast. His face was distorted, sweat was dripping incessantly, his pale lips trembled, and his teeth chattered.

I took the opportunity to get up and stride up the vase, which was large but unusually heavy. I didn't pay attention to the material at first, but now I realize that it is ceramic. △≧.*(.*)△≧，

Smashing such a heavy thing on Fanyin's head would definitely calm him down, but if he was smashed into a vegetative state, would ......

I looked at his trembling figure on his knees, I had seen this scene too many times, and it was clear that his two personalities were at war at the moment, and I could see from his posture what a painful process it was.

The bodyguards were actually scared silly, including Assistant Zhou. It is not difficult to understand that they are not people in the underworld and lack the basic ability to be comfortable with any terrorist incident, and they are not the staff of psychiatric hospitals, lacking the basic qualities that are commonplace for madmen. What's more, the murderous aura does exist, and Fanyin's murderous virtue just now really shocked everyone.

I hurriedly greeted them: "What are you doing in a daze!" Tie him up! ”

Only then did the bodyguard react, and there was no rope at hand, so he untied his tie. Fanyin is now fighting with herself, with serious internal friction, so she naturally has no energy to fight with the bodyguards, and she is tied up and pressed to the ground by Wuhua Da, still convulsing.

Assistant Zhou ran over to help me up, with guilt on his face, and asked, "Boss, what now?" His voice was still a little shaky.

"Change the sturdy rope." I was afraid that he would draw out other symptoms, so I said, "Let the doctor at home come first, is there a psychiatrist you know well?" Hurry up and please. ”