The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

In the early morning, the sunlight shines through the gaps in the curtains, casting patches of light on the floor of the living room.

After carefully dressing up, Su Xingya came to the living room to have breakfast. She was wearing an elegant dress, her long hair drooping softly on her shoulders, with a faint smile on her face, as if she was enjoying this rare quiet time.

However, this tranquility did not last long.

Wang Zhenhai appeared beside her like a ghost, and was staring at her sharply, as if he wanted to see through her soul.

"Are you an imposter?"

His words were like ice, freezing the air instantly.

Su Xingya felt as if she was choking in her throat. She looked at Wang Zhenhai's hawk-like eyes and an inexplicable fear surged in her heart.

She wanted to retort, but found that she had lost her voice.

Wang Zhenhai's eyes were full of disdain and indifference, as if she was already a dead person.

Just as Su Xingya was stunned, Wang Zhenhai suddenly cut his throat with a dinner knife at lightning speed.

The cold blade flashed white in the sunlight, making people shudder.

When the warm liquid stuck to my hands, the knife was also stained with color, like a horrible picture.

Su Xingya widened her eyes in horror. She tried to press the wound on her neck, but she could not stop the slip of her life.

The dull pain came like a tide, and she gradually lost control of her body.

In the last second before she lost consciousness, she heard Wang Zhenhai say without any emotion: "Since we have already gained control of the company, there is no need to let a fake hang around!"

Wang Zhenhai wiped his hands in disgust, then threw the handkerchief aside casually.

The handkerchief was dyed red the moment it fell, like a withered red flower, sad and tragic.

Su Xingya also slowly closed her eyes before Wang Zhenhai disappeared. Everything was over...

Suddenly, a feeling of weightlessness came over her, and Su Xingya subconsciously covered her neck and sat up from the bed.

Her eyes were wide open, she looked frightened, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

She touched her neck, the part closest to the carotid artery, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she was sure that it was still smooth and without any marks.

Su Xingya looked around and found that she was still in darkness.

The touch of the clothing on her chest was exactly the same as the dress she wore at the party. Only then did she realize that she was dreaming!

"Fortunately it was just a dream."

Su Xingya murmured to herself. She reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead, but her heart could not calm down for a long time.

She covered her chest as if she had survived a disaster, and closed her eyes as she felt the beating heart inside her chest.

This dream was so real that she felt as if she had personally experienced a life-and-death catastrophe.

She didn't know why she had such a dream, but the movements of her body had already revealed her innermost thoughts!

The night was as dark as ink, deep and depressing, as if even the starlight had been swallowed up by the thick clouds, leaving only an endless darkness shrouding the city.

Su Xingya sat in front of the window, gazing into the distance with empty eyes. Today's nightmare was like an invisible devil's claw, tightly strangling her throat and making it impossible for her to breathe.

Her face was haggard, with dark circles under her eyes, as if she had aged ten years overnight. The most natural "panda makeup" became the most true portrayal of her at this moment.

The makeup seemed so pale and powerless at this moment; her fatigue and fear had already surpassed any external disguise.

Even when facing Wang Zhenhai, the man who knew that she could not reveal any flaws, she forgot to disguise herself.

You know, she once thought of pretending that she knew nothing and living like this, as long as Wang Zhenhai could give her more money than Gu Yunqian.

But now...is it still possible?

What Yun Han said that day took root in her heart like a seed, and then grew wildly until it grew into lush branches and leaves, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

Those words were like sharp blades, cutting through her heart and leaving scars that were difficult to heal.

And that dream was like the whisper of the devil. Every time she was in the same room with Wang Zhenhai, it would linger in her mind, making her feel that she would be swallowed up by endless darkness in the next second.

She was afraid and terrified, but she had to pretend nothing happened even though she knew there were many flaws.

The feeling of forcing herself to smile even though she was clearly scared to death was like being pricked by thousands of needles at the same time, making her miserable.

She felt like a bird imprisoned in a cage, with a sharp knife hanging over her head, not knowing when it would fall and end her painful and long life.

However, the more afraid I was, the more frequently that dream occurred.

It was like an endless cycle, dragging her into the abyss from which she could not extricate herself.

Every day I die again and again in my dreams accompanied by endless fear, and my body is intact again after waking up.

If this continues, it will only wear down Su Xingya's health!

Until one day, she felt that her spirit had been tortured to the brink of collapse, and the feeling of despair and helplessness surged like a tide, completely drowning her.

At that moment, she seemed to be able to make a clear decision suddenly.

She decided to follow Yunhan's advice and take a gamble!

Su Xingya tightly held the note that Yun Han left for her, her palms sweating slightly and her heart feeling uneasy.

This note, like her only guide in the darkness, gave her a glimmer of hope in despair.

Yun Han hurriedly handed it to her just a second before Wang Zhenhai was about to break in. The situation was urgent, so the two had to part in a hurry.

Su Xingya recalled what Yun Han whispered in her ear. Although his voice was soft, it was like a heavy hammer hitting her heart.

She followed Yunhan's instructions and walked carefully along the way, fearing that she would be discovered.

The villa was quiet, with only her footsteps echoing. She looked around, fearing that Wang Zhenhai's eyes and ears were secretly watching her.

Finally, she found the eye-catching orchid and placed it on the windowsill according to Yunhan's instructions.

At that moment, her heart was so nervous that it almost jumped out of her chest.

She didn't know what would happen next, she could only wait silently...

The waiting process was not surprisingly long and was also torturous enough.

But time passed by minute by minute, and there was no movement around.

She began to wonder if her behavior just now was too much like that of a clown.

Because of the money, I was shaken, and because of my dream, I went through so much trouble to move a pot of broken orchids at this moment...

Did she finally order it?

Just as Su Xingya was complaining about herself while waiting persistently, sleepiness quietly came over her.

Her eyelids began to twitch and her vision became blurry.

But she didn't dare to let her guard down, and continued to stare around while suppressing her sleepiness.

However, just before her vision was about to lose focus, a dark shadow flashed by quietly.

Su Xingya was shocked and wanted to see the man's face clearly, but her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and she couldn't open them.

She tried hard to stay awake, but sleepiness came over her like a tide, and finally she closed her eyelids in a daze, even though she could feel the presence of the mysterious man at that moment.

However, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying on the bed. Su Xingya stared at the ceiling with her big eyes for a long time.

The last second before I disappeared kept flashing through my mind, but in the end, I got nothing...