Chapter 588 - Hand Over Your Head......

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Jiang Heng was stunned for a few seconds by his cold words without a trace of emotion, Nangong Jing is a well-known thunderous method, otherwise it would be impossible to have today's achievements, but is it ...... for the mother and son to be like this?

Suddenly remembered that Ouyang Jingru forced herself, and she was eager to cut him with a thousand knives, but she still recognized Nangong Jing's decision, lowered her head and replied: "Yes, young master!" ”

"That old man Ling's funeral, what are you going to ......" Jiang Heng wanted to speak and stopped, Nangong Jing's footsteps paused slightly, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and said coldly: "Don't go...... How did Ling Haojiang find out? ”

"Can't find it...... He will change his appearance and change into another person's appearance, which is really hard to catch! Jiang Heng pinched a handful of cold sweat again, feeling that some people were inexplicably colder than before......

Nangong Jing turned around suddenly, stared at him coldly, without saying a word, the cold air around him was pressing, and his cold gaze was like a scalpel, as if it was about to crush his bones and scatter ashes.

Jiang Heng shuddered with fright, and immediately promised: "I'll check again immediately, and I will definitely find him out if I dig three feet into the ground, if I can't find it...... I...... I'm willing to accept any punishment! ”

Nangong Jing's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were as dark as ink, calm and deep, he considered the difficulty factor, and moved his thin lips lightly: "Very good, within ten days, either catch him or ...... Hand over your head ......"

Jiang Heng froze, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back, his face was pale, but he didn't dare to refute, he lowered his head and said respectfully: "Yes......"

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Jian Junxi sat at the desk and looked at the newly arrived black glasses, her eyes became deeper and deeper, she knew that Nangong Jing had been sending people to stare at her.

Sometimes, she would feel very lucky, glad that he liked another self, otherwise, with such a strong opponent, she would not have any chance of winning.

Thinking of meeting him as Yang Feixue soon, I still felt nervous inexplicably, in case any detail was not handled well, it might not be possible to hide anything

She keeps instilling like her own subconscious, today she is not Jian Junxi, today she is Yang Feixue, she must not be disclosed......

......A knock on the door interrupted her self-hypnosis, sat up straight, and said lightly: "Come in!" ”

"Young Master, Madame has fallen asleep......" Abu walked in and said with a blank face.

"Okay, you take care of her, in case she wakes up and I haven't come back, just say I'm going to buy her a gift!" Jian Junxi picked up his glasses and stood up.

"Okay, young master!" Abu followed her out of the room.

Qin Li had been waiting in the basement, and when she saw her coming, she immediately started the engine, and after Jian Junxi got into the car, she asked coldly, "Are you ready?" ”

"Ready!" Qin Li replied as she turned.

He asked a little worriedly, "Okay, young master, in case he ......"

"I won't ......," Jian Junxi interrupted in a determined tone, and his face instantly darkened.

"Oh......" Qin Li didn't dare to look at her again, raised her hand to look at the time, and continued to ask: "Young master, are you and your wife going to country H again?" ”

"What time?" Jian Junxi slumped in the back seat, looking a little annoyed, because of this incident, she really forgot.

"The plane will be ...... at ten o'clock tomorrow morning" Qin Li pursed her mouth, and when she looked at her appearance, she knew that she had forgotten about it.

"Got it, you ask my dad to see if he has time to go together, domestic affairs, it's hard for you and cold......"

Jian Junxi looked out the window and said with a faint expression, his eyes were full of confusion, in the past few days, he has been looking for the whereabouts of the fake Ling Haojiang, but he is like a fine needle that has fallen into the sea, there is no trace at all......

(End of chapter)