In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

Ding dong.

Han Jiangxue's cell phone rang while the president was giving a lecture.

She was as cold as ice and looked around everyone with gloomy eyes: "If we don't make a plan tonight, no one will be able to go home! Especially you, Dai Meng! How do I usually teach you? You let me down so much!"

After venting her anger, Han Jiangxue picked up her phone and read the news.

But as soon as she finished reading, her pretty face, as cold as ice, became a little unbearable.

The corners of his lips couldn't stop rising.

how?This bastard knows that he has been neglecting me recently and wants to compensate me?

Hum, am I that easy to coax?

"What are you looking at!?"

Han Jiangxue glared at Dai Meng, who had long been scolded for being stupid, and said angrily: "How about I give you my cell phone and you go talk to my husband?"

Damn Mengmeng, just take advantage of the ward rounds to chat and laugh with that bastard every day.

You actually want to peek at me chatting with Brother Zhang?

You're too crazy, I'll fire you sooner or later!

Dai Meng hurriedly waved his hands and took a few steps back.

Afraid of being eaten alive by the CEO who looks like a lioness.

"Forget it tonight, let's go back and rest!" Han Jiangxue exuded a domineering air. "If you don't put the plan on my desk at noon tomorrow, I will fire you all! Especially you, Dai Meng!"

"Yes! President!"

Dai Meng straightened his back and looked serious.

But in my heart I was only grateful to Brother Zhang.

If Brother Zhang hadn't come with the news, would the CEO have been able to bypass them?

Still firing me?

You ask Brother Zhang first if he agrees!

Staring at Dai Meng fiercely, Han Jiangxue returned to the president's office.

"Eat whatever you want! I'm almost mad at Dai Meng and the others!"

Han Jiangxue replied with a message.

In his mind, he was debating whether to eat braised pork or braised lion's head, which was the bastard's self-proclaimed signature dish.

As for the stir-fried abalone, is it delicious?It sounds weird.

Ding dong.

Here comes the news.

"Mengmeng made you angry again? This girl has been a little crazy recently. Don't worry, I will call her to the office when I go to work tomorrow. I will punish her severely."

Han Jiangxue sighed after reading the news and replied: "You go home and wait. The president will come find you when he is done with his work."

Very cool, very crazy, very cool.

If I don't take advantage of this bastard's little guilt, I'll have another crazy thought next time.

Putting down his mobile phone, Mr. Han worked seriously.

There is already a leader in the family, and Mr. Han must shoulder the burden of supporting the family.

But Mr. Han was fully committed to this work.

When I looked at the time again, two hours had passed.

Because she was used to working on mute, she missed several urging WeChat messages from Brother Zhang.

"Mr. Han, are you done?"

"Mr. Han, the abalone has been washed and hollowed out. There is no fishy smell at all. It's just waiting for you to go home and cook it."

"Han Jiangxue, what are you still doing in the company? Dai Meng has already got off work! Are you coming back? I'm already sleepy!"

"Ba Po, are you deaf? You don't reply to messages or answer phone calls! Are you dead outside?"

Mr. Han looked quite satisfied from the front, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

The further back she looked, the more she read the words on the screen, she could feel the bastard's anger.

He has a lot of eyes and ears in the company. Several employees from the catering department passed by the door just now. They must have tipped him off!

It’s over.

Can we still go back to this place tonight?If you really come back, won't you be severely abused by him?

Mr. Han didn't even dare to reply to the message, so he hurriedly picked up his bag and left the office.

After stepping out of the elevator, Han Jiangxue walked quickly towards the new Maserati.

She had decided that she must get home as soon as possible even if she was speeding.

Even if he was domestically abused, he still had to eat the first meal cooked by this bastard with tears in his eyes.

Doodle.

After unlocking the car, Han Jiangxue just opened the door and suddenly felt a chill on his neck.

A spooky and biting chill surged from behind.

"Xiaoxue, long time no see."

A decaying voice suddenly sounded from behind.

Han Jiangxue's expression changed and she turned around to look.

"Is it you?" Han Jiangxue frowned.

Standing in front of him was a cold man wearing a white suit and holding a cane.

His face was sinister, and his narrow eyes were filled with anger.

There was a suffocating aura of death all over his body.

His complexion was even worse, and the red and swollen bags under his eyes proved that he hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.

"Yes, it's me." Jiang Qingshan's voice seemed to have been completely destroyed by tobacco and alcohol, making it low and hoarse. "It's been ten years. I've always wanted to see you again, have a chat with you, and talk about how I survived these ten years."

Jiang Qingshan leaned on crutches and limped towards Han Jiangxue.

"Since life is so tiring and torturous, let me give you a suggestion." Han Jiangxue said with narrowed eyes.

"Xiaoxue, tell me." Jiang Qingshan bowed his waist and lowered his head. He looked humble, but he was like a wild beast with strong animality.

"Forget it if you die." Han Jiangxue said indifferently.

"I have died many times, but hell refuses to accept me." Jiang Qingshan's voice was hoarse, and a sickly smile flashed on his ferocious face. "They said that it was clearly written in my life and death book that I died together with my wife."

Jiang Qingshan suddenly threw away his crutches, tremblingly and with great difficulty, kneeling on one knee on the ground, holding up an expensive diamond ring in his hand: "Xiaoxue, will you marry me?"

Han Jiangxue glanced at Jiang Qingshan indifferently, raised her hand calmly, shook the diamond ring on her ring finger, and said proudly: "I'm married. My husband is very fierce. He will come to pick me up soon. If you don't Go, he will beat you to death."

When Jiang Qingshan heard this, he smiled ferociously.

He still knelt down on one knee and shook his head: "Xiaoxue, are you stalling for time?"

"Stop struggling and marry me. Maybe if I soften my heart, I will let you survive."

Jiang Qingshan raised his eyes and stared at Han Jiangxue gloomily: "Han Shixiao has been checking me, Tang Sihai is also checking me, and even your cook husband is checking me. Just yesterday, they finally found the Jiang family."

"But the one they found was my dad. All the things that happened to you before were all what I begged my dad to do."

Jiang Qingshan's smile became more ferocious and terrifying.

He stood up slowly, like a wounded beast, and murmured: "Who would believe that all this was done by me, a cripple who has been to mental hospitals three times and drug rehabilitation centers more than a dozen times?"

"Xiaoxue, do you know? In order to meet today, to get you, to avenge you and your father, I bet my life!"

boom!

Jiang Qingshan picked up the crutch and stabbed it hard on the ground!

In an instant.

Dozens of black shadows filled with the aura of death fell in all directions.

They merged with the darkness and made no sound, but they tore open the door of hell.