Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

"Who's in charge here?"

Master He did not answer their questions, but glanced at them coldly.

Those people sensed that the person coming was not good, so they sent someone in, and after a while.

Those people actually made way for him respectfully: "Please, Mr. He, our boss is waiting for you on the top floor."

Master He felt a little confused, but didn't say anything. He just walked into the building.

At the corner of the second floor, he saw the person he had been thinking about day and night.

"Ah Huan?!"

When the two looked at each other, Huai Jinghuan's heart skipped a beat. He didn't know whether he was excited or scared at this moment. He was excited that Master He had seen it again, but he was scared that he might bring danger to Master He. Would he still like him if this happened?

"Little, little brother."

Tears welled up in my eyes uncontrollably.

Master He looked at his appearance and hugged him in his arms distressedly: "Don't cry, I'm here to take you home."

"Ah."

Years of grievances came pouring out.

It seemed like a long time had passed before Huai Jinghuan stopped crying. Master He now just wanted to take him home as soon as possible. He held his hand and walked towards the top floor.

As soon as you reach the top floor, all you see is a red-carpeted corridor with a mahogany door at the end of it.

Master He was reluctant to let go of Huai Jinghuan's hand and led him all the way to the room.

The person sitting in the boss chair was the wretched man from last time.

The man was obviously surprised to see the two of them.

But he didn't say much, just waited for Master He to speak.

"You are the boss here."

"Yes, Mr. He, do you have anything to entrust us with?"

"I don't have a commission, I don't want to kill anyone, name a price, I want to buy him."

The person he was referring to was naturally Huai Jinghuan.

I thought the man would agree immediately, but I didn't expect to hear a rejection: "No."

Upon hearing this answer, Master He's handsome brows frowned slightly.

The wretched man spoke again: "He is our trump card here, I will not sell him out."

When Master He heard him say this, a fire was burning in his heart. He pulled out the gun from his waist and put it directly to the man's head.

"Say that again, damnit."

Huai Jinghuan's eyes gradually turned cold. He held Master He's hand with one hand and took out his weapon with the other.

At this moment, suddenly, a large group of people rushed into the room, estimated to be about forty or fifty people, each of them equipped with a gun.

Although the man's head was pointed at by a gun, he did not look panicked at all, and his expression was as wretched as ever: "Mr. He, I said I won't sell him."

Master He turned on the fuse of the gun: "I'm going to fucking shoot you."

"Mr. He, you can try it. Try to kill me and see if you can get out alive with him."

Huai Jinghuan looked at the scene in front of him, raised his hand and gently hugged Master He: "Little Master Brother, you can go now, don't worry about me."

He didn't want Master He to die here because of him.

He was already very satisfied to see the living Master He standing in front of him again.

Master He put down his gun.

It wasn't because he was afraid, but because he had a better idea.

He lowered his head slightly and whispered something in Huai Jinghuan's ear, then raised his head and smiled at the wretched man's eyes: "It's just a joke, it's funny, isn't it?"

"If Mr. He thinks it's funny, then it's funny."

After Master He was kicked out of the building, he sat in the car and sighed.

Then he drove away quickly.

Huai Jinghuan was also controlled at gunpoint and taken to a dark laboratory.

The wretched man was sitting on a chair not far away.

He ordered the man in the white coat to implant the nano bomb for him.

After finishing everything.

The wretched man walked up to him and said, "As long as you listen to me, I won't detonate this nanobomb. Just be at peace and kill people for me to earn money. Don't even think about running away."

Huai Jinghuan ignored him and moved his eyes to the side, his expression remained calm.

Because he knows that his light will come back again.

It was around three in the morning when we arrived in Country A.

When Master He returned to the villa, He Wenfu was sitting on the sofa waiting for him. When he saw that only Master He came back, he couldn't help but wonder: "Brother, where is sister-in-law? Don't we already know where she is, or is she not here again?"

Master He looked a little haggard. He held his forehead and sat on the sofa: "He was there, but I couldn't bring him back."

"You didn't bring it back, why?"

Master He described the scene to him again, and He Wenfu patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, this is not your fault. If you rashly bring your sister-in-law out, you may encounter more dangers."

"Ah."

"Brother, what do you think now?"

"I plan to come back to find you, and then we can go to his lair together."

"Just the two of us?"

"Aren't the two of us enough?"

"They all have guns. We may not win in a head-on fight. Why not call the boss as well?"

"Xiao Xier? Come on, his family keeps him under such strict control. If I bring Xiao Xier to get hurt, he will kill me. Besides, can we contact him?"

"Brother, don't forget that we can use the system to communicate. As for whether or not to go? You should always ask. One more person means more protection."

"Ok."

He's very fast.

Shen Xi received his message very quickly, and perhaps because he was worried, he couldn't fall asleep.

He sat up from the bed, looked at the message, then looked at Lin Cong who was sleeping soundly beside him, and suddenly laughed, and whispered in a silent voice: "Brother Cong, you should be able to tolerate me not being at home tomorrow, right?"

the next morning--

Shen Xi lied and said that he was not feeling well and did not go to the company with Lin Cong.

Lin Cong looked at him worriedly: "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Do you want to call a doctor? I won't go today. Can I stay at home with you?"

Shen Xi held his hand and shook it, like a spoiled child: "No need, Brother Cong, I just need to rest for a while, don't worry about me."

"Okay. If you still feel uncomfortable, let the housekeeper call me, okay?"

"it is good."

finally--

Shen Xi coaxed him away.

He stretched and looked out the window at a black car of unknown make approaching, the moment the passenger window opened.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled.

Shen Xi placed the letter he had prepared in advance on the bedside, and the general content was:

I'm going out for two days. Don't worry, I'll be back. <By the way, don't come to see me. I know I'll be angry. > Bye.

After Shen Xi had done everything, he opened the window of the room and jumped lightly.

The height of two floors is a piece of cake for him.

He quickly climbed over the estate fence and got into the car.

So much so that the housekeeper and the villa's servants didn't notice it.

Shen Xi quickly opened the back seat of the car and sat in it: "If possible, try to come back at night. My man can't live without me."