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The scorching sun scorched the ground, and there were heat waves in the air.

Jian Linghuai's head was dizzy, and she felt that she was about to be cooked.

There were several people whispering to each other, and after concentrating for a while, they finally heard what they were talking about.

"Would you like to turn him over? It should be half-familiar."

"How long does he have to pretend? It's hard for him to pretend in such a hot day."

"I told you that if you don't come here today, sir, you must seek death. If you don't wake up, I'm going to eat."

"God, how long is he going to lie down... so what are we going to eat today?"

A few people chatted about lunch with each other, and the voices were completely unfamiliar.

He slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on a deck chair by the pool, turning his head to look at the middle-aged men who were talking. They were dressed in mainly black servant clothes, and the fabrics were of exquisite quality, not something ordinary families could afford. of.

"Ah, he's awake."

"It's gone. It's gone."

"go for meal."

Jian Linghuai grabbed the corner of the last woman's clothes and asked, "Hello, where is this?"

After a while, those people laughed out loud.

The middle-aged woman in front of me was short and fat, and bent over with a smile: "What's the matter, you haven't played enough Korean drama masters, you've played car accidents and cancer, and now you're going to go the route of amnesia again ?”

Jian Linghuai was taken aback for a moment, obviously they knew her.

"who are you?"

"Who are we?" The fat woman gave him a sad look, "We must have been pigs in our previous life, and now we are your nanny."

Jian Linghuai: ...

It doesn't have to be.

At this time, an elegant middle-aged man in front stepped back, smiling, his eyes narrowed into a line, and bent down respectfully: "Mr. Jian, do you still remember me?"

Jian Linghuai took a careful look and shook her head: "I don't remember."

"I'm your creditor. You lost me five hundred at cards last time, and you still owe it." The man said.

"Impossible!" Jian Linghuai stepped down from the recliner, "I have never lost at a poker table."

Because I never go to the poker table.

Several people had expressions of "as expected", and the man said: "You really didn't lose money, so it can be seen that your memory is not wrong."

"...Then why am I here?" Jian Linghuai looked around, the magnificent villa behind him was not his property, "I've never been here before."

"Yes, you have never been here before." The short and fat woman raised her chin in the direction of the swimming pool, "No, you just ran to kill yourself when you found out that the swimming pool was filled with water two days ago."

suicide? ? ?

Jian Linghuai looked at the swimming pool, which was only 1.5 meters deep, and was very surprised: "You said I committed suicide here? It's impossible. I obviously had a car accident."

The woman rolled her eyes and turned back: "It's been 1202 years, can you change your bloody script!"

Hearing this, Jian Linghuai was silent for a moment, feeling that something was wrong, and suddenly ran into the room.

The strange house, the strange layout, and these people are all strange.

"Am I Jian Linghuai?" He pointed to himself and asked.

The servants followed, nodding reluctantly.

Jian Linghuai asked again: "Is my company still there?"

Middle-aged woman: "What company? Culture Co., Ltd."

"Well, but this is still in preparation."

Woman: "Oh, it didn't go out of business, your culture has always been limited."

Jian Linghuai: "..."

Impossible, he is a talent who came out of elite education,

Jian Linghuai walked to the center with heavy steps, looked around, her eyes stopped suddenly, and stopped at the huge photo on the wall, which was a wedding photo of two men.

One of the men was him.

"!"

"What is this!" Jian Linghuai pointed to the photo in shock, "Who gave me P?"

"You did it yourself." The squint-eyed butler said, "Sir won't take wedding photos with you, so you find someone to do it yourself."

"Sir?" Jian Linghuai heard them keep saying Mr. Mr. since he was in a coma. It sounded more like the owner of this house, so he couldn't help frowning, "Who is Mr. Mister?"

"Of course it's Mr. He Zhizhou you couldn't ask for." The fat woman replied.

He Zhizhou?

... He Zhizhou!

This name is too familiar, isn't this one of the cannon fodder in the ancient abuse novel "The President's Double Lover"?

Before the car accident, the secretary was driving the car, turned on the bluetooth, and played the unfinished novel by voice, saying that there was a dodder flower in the book whose name was exactly the same as his, and jokingly asked him to recite the full text quickly, Be careful with the book.

So he was forced to finish listening to the story with a dark face.

In short, the president's Bai Yueguang went abroad, so he found the protagonist Shou as a stand-in, and after discovering the truth, he assisted the protagonist Shou to leave voluntarily with unbearable heartache.

Then Shou met all kinds of high-quality cannon fodder Gong One, Two Three, which set off how scumbag the attack was, but Shou still remained affectionate and silently hurt...

He Zhizhou is the last cannon fodder to appear on the stage, and he spent more pen and ink. Not only does he have a better family background and appearance than Slag Gong, but he is also more gentle. He looks like an iceberg, but in fact he uses deep affection. This deep feeling is difficult to transfer.

Compared with Zha Gong, He Zhizhou has become the perfect second male in the minds of thousands of readers.

Probably in order to let the slag Gong successfully catch up with his wife, when the readers were clamoring for a new attack, the author made a coquettish operation, and He Zhizhou's wife, Jian Linghuai, suddenly went online!

This person has no ink, and he only thinks about seducing men all day long, adhering to the principle that if he doesn't do anything, his whole body will itch, and he will trip up the protagonist everywhere.

When the ending was about to end, his head was filled with water and he was about to kill the protagonist Shou with his car. At this moment, Scum Gong suddenly appeared, pushed the protagonist Shou away, and fell into a pool of blood, successfully exonerated.

Then, the standard bloody ending.

It can be said that the original owner died on the road of love that the protagonist attacked and suffered.

Thinking of this, Jian Linghuai silently deducted the year-end award of the crow's mouth secretary in his heart, but his face remained calm. He stood up straight, with his hands behind his back, looked around, and his eyes calmly fell on several servants .

The few people couldn't help being startled, inexplicably aware of a subtle change in his temperament, not knowing what kind of monster he was going to be, and quietly observing his every move.

Jian Linghuai paced to the front of the photo, raised her chin slightly and stared for a long time, then suddenly frowned.

"This photo..." He stepped forward to straighten the frame, "it's a bit crooked."

Servants: "..."

"You keep busy." Jian Linghuai gave a few simple instructions, turned around and walked towards the back door, then sprinted and jumped into the swimming pool.

"Hey! How did he start again!"

"Go and get it!"

"Don't jump, don't jump, no one will die here, go to the roof!"

Coming to a strange place for no reason, Jian Linghuai could only think of going back to the place he came from, such as this swimming pool——

However, the water in the pool was too shallow, and the possibility of drowning was too small. He was holding his breath, but the short fat woman picked him up with one hand, carried him all the way back to the room, and threw him on the bed.

"..."

Jian Linghuai has never felt that she is so weak!

"I'm not looking for death, so leave me alone." He tried to reason.

The woman chuckled and said, "You don't want to die, don't we know? Hurry up and publish a book. I've thought of the title for you. It's called "69 Ways to Suicide in Those Years I Wanted". "

Jian Linghuai ignored the strange title of the book and asked curiously, "...have I used other methods of suicide?"

"The old tofu in the kitchen has never escaped from your palm. Every time, your head wins. During the period, you also tried to use a plastic bag to cover your head, strangle your neck with wool, and cut out the lifeline on your palm..."

"..." Jian Linghuai became more and more curious as he listened, "Why did you use such a roundabout way? I think the kitchen knives are quite sharp."

"Afraid of being ugly." The woman said speechlessly, "Didn't you say that cutting your wrists and jumping off a building affect your beauty?"

"That's true." Amy shared this point with him.

Speaking of which, the person in the photo is almost the same as his original appearance.

He got up and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, his whole body froze.

... The photo and the appearance at this moment cannot be said to be exactly the same, at least not at all.

His body was so thin that he could touch his ribs at the touch of a bamboo pole.Wearing loose and fancy short sleeves, the hair should have been bleached and dyed before, but now it has faded to blond, and the ends of the hair have begun to split and are messy.

The scariest thing was that face. I don’t know how many layers of powder had been applied on it. After soaking in water, the makeup was mottled. The eyeliner and mascara were smudged in all directions, and there were two black marks stretching down the eyelids.

"I just talked to you with this image?!" Jian Linghuai pointed at the mirror in disbelief.

The woman nodded.

"Why are you so thin? Are you secretly deducting my food?" Jian Linghuai asked.

"Because you want to lose weight."

"..." Jian Linghuai sighed, supported the table next to him with one hand, and waved weakly, "I'm not going to lose weight anymore, I'm hungry, go and prepare lunch."

The woman gave him a slightly surprised look.

"Why?" The thin young man suddenly raised his eyes, and there was a trace of sharpness in his eyes that could not be refuted.

Half an hour later, just as the servant knocked on the door, Jian Linghuai opened the door and walked out.

The people upstairs and downstairs couldn't help but be speechless.

After taking a shower, Jian Linghuai didn't put on any makeup. She was wearing a pure white short-sleeve and her hair was neatly combed. Compared with her usual gaudy attire, the young man in front of her looked extremely clean and fresh.

A group of people were dumbfounded, and someone secretly asked the butler if he was really out of his mind.

The butler signaled not to speak rashly, and said, "Mr. Jian, come and have dinner."

The dining table is large, but the meals are pitifully small.

Jian Linghuai raised her chopsticks, stared at the chicken breast and vegetable salad on the plate, raised her eyebrows and said, "That's it?"

"This is the diet meal you requested." The housekeeper smiled and said, "If you don't prepare it for you, you will commit suicide."

"..." Jian Linghuai squeezed her skinny waist, and said solemnly, "I won't lose weight in the future, I want to gain muscle, prepare a nutritious meal for me."

Beauty lovers will never allow themselves to be too thin or too fat.

It's just that these servants didn't have a good face, and one of them complained: "I think about it all day long, and I have never served others like this."

The voice was not too loud, just drifting into his ears. After he ordered the food he wanted to eat with the kitchen, he turned to look at the younger maid and smiled slightly: "If you feel tired, you can leave the job. If you just take care of If I am alone, there are indeed too many people, and we need to lay off staff."

The man didn't expect that he wanted to lay off employees. Who didn't know that Jian Linghuai loved to bluff, bragging about how much Mr. He loved him when he went out, so much that he even hired a foot-washing servant.

The butler's eyes moved slightly, and he stepped forward with a smile: "The food is getting cold, Mr. Jian, move your chopsticks first, and I will talk to them."

Jian Linghuai took a deep look at him. Right now, there are still many things that need to be understood. It is not appropriate to make troubles. Just hit him briefly, and then he showed a harmless smile: "Okay, then I will eat first."

A group of servants hid outside the door and had a secret meeting. The butler appeared at the right time and said in a deep voice, "Whether he is pretending to be stupid or really stupid, don't provoke him easily these days. Don't forget what day is next month."

Only then did everyone nod their heads.

"Then Mr. He..."

"I'll report." The housekeeper waved them to go back to each other, looked at the young man sitting at the dining table and eating seriously, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, Mr. He, Mr. Jian committed suicide again today."

"..."

After a moment of silence over there, a deep voice rang in my ears: "Well, is there anything else?"

"He behaved a little weirdly, as if he was feigning amnesia, but occasionally he would do the same thing as usual."

"for example?"

"For example... oh, he went to the swimming pool and committed suicide again." The housekeeper calmly watched the young man put down his chopsticks and rushed into the swimming pool in the backyard in one go.

"...It's okay to hang up."

When the phone was hung up, the short and fat woman had already picked up Jian Linghuai.

"I really didn't want to commit suicide, I just wanted to go for a swim. Ha, ha, it's really hot today." Jian Linghuai was carried on his shoulders, his face was greatly lost, and he lectured everyone, "You pay attention to your identities, Is there anyone who is so tough with the master? It's outrageous, be careful, I will fire you!"

"Hehe, our master is Mr. He, who are you?" The woman slapped his ass.

"!"

Jian Linghuai subconsciously covered her butt: "It's unreasonable!"

After being thrown into the room, Jian Linghuai took a shower again, and suffocated in the washbasin for a long time, showing no sign of returning to the real world at all.

That's all, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and there must be something to do when it goes through the book, so let's take a step and see it.

He opened the gaudy cloakroom again, but couldn't find any more plain clothes.

"Mr. He has prepared your favorite things." The butler said while holding the phone and looking at Jian Linghuai who was wearing a floral shirt.

Jian Linghuai walked slowly to the sofa, sat down and said lightly, "I don't have anything I like."

He is a dignified president, what do you want?

The colorful world, but that's it, it's all about desire.

He was successful at a young age, but he is no longer a primate dominated by desire...

"Sir sent you a huge sum of money."

Jian Linghuai looked at him immediately: "Show me quickly."

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The novel is nonsense, staring and talking nonsense.You'll be happy if you make fun of it, don't care if it's true or not.

The column "Did the President update the article today?" "

Su Chao is the C position of the most popular boy group, but because of his too monstrous appearance, he has become the main subject in La Lang's accompanying text!In the popular fanfiction with his teammates, he accidentally discovered a pair of unpopular CPs——Meng Xingchi X Su Chao

Meng Xingchi is the new president of the company. He is cold and abstinent, and the flower of Gaoling has attracted countless goblins to compete!

However, Meng Xingchi in the novel fell in love with Su Chao at first sight, his eyes were straightened, and his soul and seven souls were seduced by the other party, and then he lived a life of sex and bliss without shame or embarrassment.

Su Chao: Wonderful.jpg

On the third day after taking office as president, Su Chao politely said hello at a distance: "Hello."

Meng Xingchi was as indifferent as ice: "Yes."

Fan Humanities Update that night——Su Chao's cold tone froze Meng Xingchi's burning heart in an instant.

Su Chao himself: Nonsense!Meng Xingchi's eyes are super fierce!

On the sixth day after taking office as the president, Su Chao accidentally spilled coffee on the president: "I'm sorry."

Meng Xingchi was as indifferent as ice: "Yes."

The article was updated that night - in the office, Meng Xing dared not take off his dirty clothes, worried that the other party would despise his weak body.

Su Chao himself: Nonsense!Meng Xingchi is in great shape!

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But I always feel that something is wrong, the author seems to know too much :)

On the Nth day of Meng Xingchi's tenure, Su Chao kicked open the office door: "MMP, why did you cut off the update last night!"

Meng Xingchi was as indifferent as ice: "Hmph."

Fan Humanities update that night - Su Chao cried with red eyes, saying that he would never flirt with other goblins again QAQ

The little angel was attacked by the X agency