Li Zhihe seems to have resumed work, which makes Yun Sangyu have to sigh again: This rich man is not easy to be!

Dong Wei coughed:

"Mr. Li, Miss Yun has arrived."

Hearing this, Li Zhihe raised his head.

It can be seen that the mood is not very good.

It's no wonder that you've just experienced that!

Even, the messy shirt collar has not been tidied up, and it is a mess.

This is not in line with Mr. Li's extremely strict attitude towards himself.

"Mr. Li."

Li Zhihe nodded, and then glanced at Dong Wei.

Dong Wei was very clever and hurriedly retreated.

In the huge office, only two people remained.

"Mr. Li, can you take off your clothes?"

？？？

Hearing this, Li Zhihe's eyelids jumped several times.

Yun Sangyu also reacted in hindsight, and what he said just now was indeed a little not very good, and it was easy to scare people.

Ahem.

"Don't get me wrong, I mean, I'm going to take a look at the ashes."

The shirt was worn on Li Zhihe, and when he got closer, he was so embarrassed.

The corners of Li Zhihe's lips trembled:

"Yes, Miss Yun, wait a moment."

Such a big office, of course, has everything.

For example, a private lounge.

After all, Mr. Li often stays here at night.

Yun Sangyu made a gesture of invitation, and sat down on the reception sofa very unceremoniously.

It's so comfortable!

Of course, these furniture are all customized by foreign private individuals.

I'm almost asleep when I wait, wait, wait.

Fortunately, Mr. Li changed clothes quickly and came out of the lounge with the changed shirt.

At a glance, I saw the woman who was slumped on the sofa and drowsy.

"Miss Yun?"

"Here, give me the clothes."

All of a sudden, the spirit came over.

Li Zhihe looked at it a few times before handing it over.

Then, he asked out loud:

"Miss Yun, what did you mean by what you said on the phone just now?"

This time, I experienced it myself.

If there is a next time, will it be directly painful to die?

Li Zhihe is very sure that there is nothing wrong with his body.

Twice a year, if there is anything, I have already found out.

So, what the hell is going on?

"Mr. Li, don't worry, I'll take a look first."

He had carefully poured out the paper ash from his shirt pocket.

At this time, Li Zhihe didn't say anything again, just watched quietly.

But inside, it's not so calm.

The pile of paper ash on the coffee table should be gray and black according to common sense.

But obviously, the color of this pile of paper ash is gray and black, with circles of red threads.

This tm....

How can it be explained scientifically?

Yun Sangyu didn't show much surprise when he saw these circles of red silk, obviously, he had already guessed.

At the moment when the rune paper spontaneously combusted, Yun Sangyu, the person who drew the rune, would of course feel something.

Otherwise, how could he call in such a timely manner?

"Mr. Li, do you want to hear the truth?"

Li Zhihe widened:

"What does Miss Yun think?" Rhetorical question.

Ahem.

"It's a miracle that Li has survived until now!

At least, it's only been less than three days since I met Mr. Li, right?

It seems that Mr. Li's life has been threatened three times. ”

The first time was the first meeting, at the bridge in the next village.

The second time, it was the four killers.

The third time, this time.

If it weren't for the life-saving talisman drawn by Yun Sangyu, it might not be able to survive.

How hateful is this man?

Why do so many people want this person's life?