God’s Gift [Unlimited Streaming]

Yang Jingshu and Yang Jingshu were still talking and waiting for what they should do next, but little did they know that the barrage had already begun to stir:

[Family members, am I dazzled? Why do I feel that the atmosphere between Yang Da and Fang Ran is weird? 】

[Plus one, you are not alone]

[I always feel a bit ambiguous]

【Ah this? ! Yang Da is an alpha! Fang Ran is just a beta...]

[Actually, it’s okay if I really like her. The main reason is that Yang is big on her family. I feel that if we really have feelings, we must break them off]

[There is no way, if Yang Da gets married in the future, he must be matched with an omega who is good in all aspects]

[By the way, why? Can female betas also have children? 】

【Why? Because children born to betas have a high probability of being betas, but omegas are different. Omegas can give birth to three different genders. Even children born after marrying alphas have only a 0.5% chance of being betas. This is why]

[But it is true that beta is the mainstream. Alpha and omega are still not as numerous as beta.]

[I agree. Among our genders, betas are the most common, and those who work are betas the most.]

[I really laughed. How many betas are there in the "noble circle"? 】

【…】

The barrage was in a mess, and every audience member on the opposite side of the screen had their own opinions. The barrage was refreshed very quickly.

main city.

In a villa somewhere.

Qin Mei was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, with a laptop on her knees. She lowered her head and moved her hands very quickly on the keyboard. For a while, there were beads of sweat on her forehead.

Jian Shan on the side took out a towel and wiped the other person's forehead silently.

The clicking sound of the keyboard stopped after twenty minutes.

Qin Mei put the computer aside, crossed her hands and stretched upward, stretched her sore shoulders and neck, and turned her head to look at Jian Shan:

"Are you bored?"

Jian Shan shook his head. He stood up and picked up the tea on the coffee table and handed it to Qin Mei: "It's not boring to work with the lady."

Qin Mei smiled, her branches trembling, her eyes red:

"I've wanted to ask you for a long time. I remember you used to call me wife. When did you change the title..."

The huge living room was eerily quiet for a while, with only the occasional mechanical sound of the air conditioner running.

Jian Shan seemed to be stunned. He looked at the woman lying crookedly on the sofa, his throat tightened, and he closed his eyes:

"After your husband died."

Qin Mei's laughter stopped suddenly. Her eyes that had always been smiling were surprisingly cold. A few seconds later, she sighed deeply and looked at the gorgeous living room in front of her in confusion:

"It's been almost five years since he died."

Qin Mei smiled again, the corners of her bright red mouth slowly raised:

"I still remember his look of disbelief when his throat was slit by me."

To this day, she occasionally dreams about the scene where her so-called "husband"'s face is covered in blood, and she feels so happy that she can't help but laugh out loud in her dreams.

"so good."

Qin Mei lowered her head and fumbled for the diamonds stuck on her nails, exerting a little force.

"Click."

She pulled off the diamonds on her manicure with force and fell onto the carpet.

Jian Shan's eyes froze, and when he reacted, he was already kneeling on one knee in front of Qin Mei, holding the other person's nails, and worriedly checking whether the other person's hand was injured.

The "culprit" hooked his chin with slender white fingers, lifted it up, and smiled:

"Jianshan, I like you very much."

Therefore, you must never betray me.

The woman's blood-stained fingertips climbed all the way to the back of the man's neck, gently squeezing the man as he struggled to swallow.

Otherwise, I will definitely kill you with my own hands.

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In a room where the light was so dark that it made people feel uncomfortable, the boss led the "girl" towards the center of the living room.

When he reached the sofa, the boss slightly extended his hand to signal: "Please sit down."

He Ziyun sat down as he was told and observed his surroundings calmly.

The boss didn't sit down. He walked to the bar not far away, took down two glasses, and started making drinks.

The process of mixing wine is long and soothing, and the sound of water pouring into the cup can really relax people's mood, provided that——

If you are not in this room.

He Ziyun was sitting on the sofa, and he could smell the vague scent of sandalwood in the air, as well as a rotten stench that was so strong that the sandalwood couldn't cover it up.

It smells like something rotten from the root, but still alive and moist.

He Ziyun's face was calm. He looked at all the decorations in the room, and finally settled on the many compartments behind the bar.

In the middle of the separated compartments, in addition to drinks, there are also exquisite small handicrafts placed one after another.

Things like bones, skulls, cats, vases, etc...

"What are you looking at?"

The boss's gentle voice came suddenly, which inevitably frightened the young man for a moment.

He Ziyun's face instantly turned pale. He covered his mouth and coughed lowly. His brows were spread out and timid, and his eyelashes were trembling and thin:

"I was wondering, boss, were those handicrafts behind you carved by yourself?"

The "girl" pursed her lips slightly in embarrassment: "I just think they look cute."

The boss was stunned. He looked back at the small handicrafts behind him, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said:

"That's right, they-"

He stopped mixing the wine and gently touched the crafts behind him, "It can be said that I carved them bit by bit."

"At that time, it took a lot of thought."

The boss finished speaking as if he was nostalgic, stretched out his hand, turned around, picked up two glasses of wine, and walked towards He Ziyun.

The color of the wine is very beautiful, the round ice balls are undulating in the red liquid, and the wine glass is dipped in a circle of sugar and mint, which looks very ornamental.

The boss made an invitation gesture and took the lead in picking up the wine glass and taking a sip with a calm expression.

He Ziyun looked at the remaining glass of wine on the coffee table and without hesitation, he picked it up and took a sip.

Slightly bitter and sweet, the mint taste offsets the bitterness of the drink, making it surprisingly delicious.

"Not bad right?"

the boss asked.

He Ziyun nodded slightly, a little shyly: "It tastes good."

The boss's smile grew wider. He looked at the "girl's" exposed skin, licked his lips and shook his head regretfully.

He Ziyun lowered his head to taste the drink, as if he didn't see the other person shaking his head.

The drinking time was quickly over.

The boss finally stood up. His eyes when he looked at the "girl" were full of frightening longing, but he quickly suppressed it and pretended to be gentle:

"Now that you've finished drinking, it's time for me to take you to your workplace."