100 ways to be a scumbag boss

"My lord, my lord, spare me!"

The woman in the cloak finally felt a real sense of fear.

But Shen Jinhuan never gives a second chance to those who covet him!

"Crack!"

The woman's neck was broken, every inch of her body was reduced to ashes, and her black cloak fell to the ground without support.

But soon a spirit body appeared.

The shriveled cloak was inflated by the support of the limbs.

The new Mrs. Meng took office and quietly took over the former's position. She bowed her head respectfully to express her gratitude to Jin Huan.

The former is immortal and the latter will never see the light of day.

This is the rule for changing positions in the underworld.

"Love-forgetting water."

"Yes."

A small jade gourd was filled and handed to her.

After she accepted it, she left first.

That fantasy started when the other party proposed to use her seven tears to make love water.

What about the realm of reincarnation and the seven emotions and six desires? It’s really ridiculous. When Shen Jinhuan wants something, she has to ask someone else to make conditions. If she doesn’t give it, she just robs it!

But the old pious woman coveted her seven tears with extreme emotions.

When I think about it, I feel that it was an advantage for her to be reduced to ashes!

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hot pot restaurant

The soup gurgled with red bubbles.

A shadow suddenly fell on the front side.

It was Mingga Ye who arrived in a hurry.

He had something to do in the afternoon, so he was delayed for a few minutes when he arrived. There was elegant moonlight outside the side window, and its brilliance always fell gently.

"milk tea."

He pushed a cup of red bean milk tea with ice in front of her, and his eyes behind the lenses were as tolerant as usual.

"Thank you Uncle Ming."

The man keeps a glass of warm lemonade in his hand.

Perhaps it was a hot day and he was in a hurry, so he lowered his head and took a sip of the sweet and sour lemonade.

When he put it down, he saw the little girl staring blankly at the glass in his hand.

"what happened?"

Her eyelashes trembled, she turned her head slightly, and unconsciously fiddled with the red line on her little finger: "It's nothing."

The more than ten years in the fantasy world were just a blink of an eye for her, not even as sincere as the time she spent with Si Jiu.

It's probably because the one who was wiped out in ashes was not very skilled, which made her so cold and cold, unable to express any true feelings.

It would be better to look at Ming Jiaye with sincerity and sincerity just now.

"Why did you order so little today? I have no appetite?"

The little girl looked at the table full of food, narrowed her beautiful eyes, and suddenly laughed softly: "Isn't this much?"

"Less than usual."

He answered very objectively.

"Uncle Ming."

"what happened?"

"I'm about to start school."

"I'll ask for leave to see you off during the first few days of school."

She lowered her head and used her chopsticks to pull the oil dish a few times, watching the golden beans and red oil inside mix together, then she slowly put down her chopsticks.

"Uncle Ming, let's break up."

There are many customers coming and going in the store.

It's not noisy, but it's not quiet either.

But there was a buzzing in his ears, and he felt like he was being burned by the scorching sun in the darkness.

Ming Jiaye had always been elegant, but his suddenly closed fingers revealed his embarrassment inch by inch, and the feeling of suffocation filled his meridians, blood and bones.

He seemed to be separated for a moment, and asked her the reason in a calm and gentle tone.

"My love is fading away little by little. I'm sorry, Uncle Ming."

Compared to those strange reasons, her sincerity seemed particularly cruel.

"I see."

He didn't lose his composure, he just answered calmly, and then cooked meat and served vegetables as he did countless times in daily life, treating her with every possible care.

She usually eats more.

But for this meal, after he finished eating all the ingredients on the table, he replenished the food twice.

He lowered his head and chewed silently and numbly.

"Uncle Ming, don't eat it."

The other party just smiled, but didn't stop.

"Uncle Ming."