There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Hearing Zhen Jiabao's words, the driver couldn't help it. The veins on his forehead twitched and he spoke slowly. His tone was not as guilty as when he spoke to Zhen Jiabao just now, but rather cold.

"We didn't do these things to harm people, but to seek justice back then. If Madam doesn't know what we are going to do, don't speak up easily."

Zhen Jiabao raised his neck and looked at the driver coldly. The driver's tone was cold, and Zhen Jiabao's tone was not softened.

"You said that you didn't do these things to harm people? How do you explain the workers on the construction site lying in the hospital? They were all killed by the radioactive substances he researched and entered the hospital. Their lives are dying. You guys If you say that you want to seek justice for the past, then I will ask you who is seeking justice for them.”

Not only did Zhen Jiabao throw the book in his hand on the table, he was too emotional as he talked, and even picked up another book and threw it at the driver. One foot of the heavy chemistry book hit the driver's forehead, and immediately Just a piece of bruise.

The driver looked like he was about to get angry and came to clean up Zhen Jiabao. He clenched his fists tightly, as if he was suppressing his emotions. Zhen Jiabao was not as presumptuous as before. Do some drum drivers get irritated by themselves after all?

But the driver just endured it for a long time, and then he seemed to have installed a silencer again, and refused to say a word again. Zhen Jiabao just held a book on his head, and now he didn't dare to be in the driver's place again. Jumping on the bottom line, he could only obediently sit back on the sofa and look at the layout of the room where he was imprisoned.

The room occupies a small area, and the windows are covered by thick curtains, so you can't see the outside scene——Zhen Jiabao tried to open the curtains when he was just locked in, but was severely refused by the driver.

Zhen Jiabao did not try to raise the curtain very knowledgeably and wittily—isn’t this nonsense? If the curtain is raised, Zhen Jiabao can easily determine their location through the scenery outside, and then he can use this information to find their location .

Zhen Jiabao was not that stupid. If they knew the location of the place where they imprisoned him now, would they still be able to put him back by Helian Quan's side?

And looking at the decoration in this room, it doesn't look like it was made for the purpose of imprisoning himself, but it seems that the man in black has been living here.

However, he didn't expect that the residence of the man in black didn't look as eerie as he had imagined. On the contrary, except for the opaque curtains, everything was like an ordinary house.

The bookshelves erected by the wall, the soft sofa and a desk, these are all the arrangements that Zhen Jiabao can see with the naked eye, and the paintings hanging on the wall are actually very aesthetically pleasing.

Zhen Jiabao was really bored after looking back and forth, so he walked to the front of the bookshelf and wanted to pick out a book from it to have a look, but the names of the books he saw were all the same as those on the table. Like the pile of books, they are professional chemistry books, so the outstretched hand can only stop there.

"I said, doesn't your boss have a book suitable for me to read? I said you too, you knew you were going to bring me here tomorrow, and I don't know how long it will be, but you didn't even prepare these things for me ——Even if there are no books, game consoles are still okay, right? Don’t tell me you can’t buy game consoles that can’t be connected to the Internet.”

Zhen Jiabao looked at the doubts on the driver's face, and finally showed the delicate nature of a young lady from a big family, bossing her around because of boredom.

"...It's because I didn't think carefully. Please wait a moment, madam. I'll ask someone outside to buy a game console and come back. If there is a book you want to read, please tell me the title of the book."

The driver thought about it for a while, and what Zhen Jiabao said was right. The driver was already bored just standing here and guarding Zhen Jiabao this afternoon, let alone Zhen Jiabao, who was originally imprisoned, was in a bad mood. If things come to relieve his boredom, I'm afraid his mood will be even more depressed.

Of course, the driver was not worried that Zhen Jiabao would really be depressed, but worried that Zhen Jiabao would focus on him again when he was free, and then he would not know how many rounds he would be able to parry her.

Anyway, I also knew that Zhen Jiabao was originally a girl from a rich family, and after being with He Lianquan, the two of them lived together like glue, and they never experienced any serious hardships.

So the driver immediately opened the door and left the study, but when leaving, he was so cautious that Zhen Jiabao heard the sound of it being locked.

Zhen Jiabao pouted while staying in the study. She never thought of sneaking away while the driver was away from the study—you don’t have to do things that are impossible to succeed. right there to learn.

But when the door of the study room opened again, Zhen Jiabao did not see the familiar face of the driver, and the one who took over from the driver to guard him was a middle-aged man with a thin and gloomy face.

Zhen Jiabao sat on the sofa and just opened a new pack of potato chips. He raised his eyebrows after watching the man enter the door.

"Where did Mr. Driver go? Did you go out and buy me books and game consoles?"

Zhen Jiabao looked at this man's face. A hooked nose forcibly divided his face into two. His eye sockets were extremely deep, with thick dark circles under his eyes as if he hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time. What felt terrifying was the man's eyeballs, which stared straight at him, as sharp as some kind of raptor staring at prey in the animal world.

Hearing Zhen Jiabao's indeterminate words, the man sneered.

"Those locked up here know that they are still in the mood to make a request. Shouldn't you be worried that you will soon pay the price for your sins?"

The man's tone was sarcasm, his voice was rough and ugly as if it had been rubbed on sandpaper for several rounds, which made Zhen Jiabao get goosebumps all over his body when he heard it.

Zhen Jiabao didn't understand what he meant by paying the price for his sins - the driver's previous statement that they were just seeking justice for what happened back then suddenly flashed in his mind, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration.

"Even if you want to make me suffer, you should explain why I paid the price for my sins. I have been a young man with five lectures and four beautiful roots since I was a child. I have never done anything illegal, and I I have always demanded myself as a successor of socialism, so there is nothing to atone for."

Zhen Jiabao puffed out his chest and spoke very righteously, but the man in black was completely unmoved. Instead, he looked at Zhen Jiabao and raised the corner of his mouth mockingly.

Zhen Jiabao stared at the mocking smile on the corner of the man in black's mouth with wide eyes, unwilling to be discouraged at all.

"I said what do you mean by laughing? If you are not convinced, then you can tell me what mistakes I have made, so that I don't have to think about it when I am locked here, but if you can't tell, I have something to say."

Zhen Jiabao still refused to admit defeat and insisted on getting the answer he wanted from him.

The man refused to say a word like a gourd whose mouth had been sawed off, but it was different from the situation when the driver kept silent because of guilt. Even if he was silent now, the man's face And with obvious sarcasm.

I don't know how long it took, Zhen Jiabao finally sat in the study and heard the sound of the door opening from outside, and a vague voice came to his ears, Zhen Jiabao lazily got up from the sofa, patted Snack crumbs stained on the skirt.

"It's so late, your boss is finally back."

Zhen Jiabao rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at the time marked on the clock hanging on the wall, and then stretched out.

God knows how much torture it is for Zhen Jiabao to spend almost the whole day on the sofa, and there is no internet to play with, and the books on the bookshelf are as complicated and difficult as Zhen Jiabao's book, the only one that may be related to The man with whom he had some interaction kept covering him with that kind of gloomy gaze, which made Zhen Jiabao subconsciously not want to talk to him more.

But facing Zhen Jiabao's happy voice because someone came back, the person at the door still had a serious face.

"He hasn't said he wants to see you yet."

Before the words were finished, the door of the study was knocked softly two or three times from the outside.

An overly gentle voice reached Zhen Jiabao's ears.

"Are you happy to be a guest here today? Sorry for being late, I'm here to see you."

The man's frown tightened even more, but he still turned around and opened the door, allowing the person who just came back from the study door to come in.

Zhen Jiabao was originally surprised by the voice he heard through the door, but subconsciously praised the man after he saw him enter the study.

"Wow, I didn't expect that such a good-looking person would now be reduced to kidnapping people to achieve their goals. It really is that the sky has no eyes, the sky has no eyes."

Zhen Jiabao pretended to clap his hands twice, and the man who was disgusted with Zhen Jiabao immediately stared and wanted to get angry, but was calmed down by the man who just entered the door with his hand.

"Brother Shen, forget it. After all, we did something dishonorable today. If we hadn't intervened, Madam would probably be lying on the bed at home and dreaming sweet dreams."

The man looked fair and clean, with an indescribably bookish air on his body. The soft hair on his forehead made his age unfathomable. Standing there, he looked tall and tall, and the fingers that fell outside were extraordinarily long.

Zhen Jiabao looked at the man up and down with critical eyes, and after a long time he came up with an answer that was almost impeccable in appearance, but he was even more unhappy in his heart.

There is nothing wrong with such a face, but to do such a shitty thing, Zhen Jiabao really feels sorry for the owner of this face.

With this thought in mind, Zhen Jiabao inevitably brought it out in his words.

"It turns out that you also know what you do, but I didn't expect that such a ruthless man in black would have such a surprising face. It seems that changing the gender of the four words "confidante and misfortune" is also valid."

It's just that after changing a gender, the original disaster has become a disaster.

Zhen Jiabao very wisely kept the latter sentence in his stomach and did not say it, but the mocking tone already explained everything.

The man who had been watching and pressing Zhen Jiabao in the second half of today glared and wanted to get angry, but the man in black—no, Zhen Jiabao prefers to call him a femme fatale now, but let him out.

"Brother Shen is not in a good mood today, let me talk to her."

After sending the man away, the femme fatale came up to shake hands with Zhen Jiabao cordially, and Zhen Jiabao followed suit and held his hand with all the enthusiasm of his life.

"This is also the first time I have kidnapped someone. If there is a place where the hospitality is not good, please forgive me."

When speaking, the expression seemed to be really afraid that Zhen Jiabao would be slighted here, Zhen Jiabao shook his hand up and down.

"It's nothing, it's just a little boring. If you can bring me a game console or buy a few books for entertainment, it would be much better."

Of course, the best way for me is to get me back to Helian Quan right away.

Zhen Jiabao's smile was conveying the news to the man in black, but the smile on the man's face did not decrease, but became even brighter.