I don't believe the queen can't kill you

After calculating the driving time, Jimu set off with Duan Lang from the company at 05:30. The place for dinner the night before and tonight: Crystal.

As the name suggests, Crystal is a restaurant featuring crystals. All decorations and some tableware are mainly made of Swarovski crystals, creating an elegant and noble dining environment and atmosphere. It mainly serves French cuisine.

After following the waiter to the honor box on the second floor, Ji Mu stopped at the door, ready to do his duty and stand here waiting for the master to finish his business.

But Duan Lang, who walked into the box first, ordered him directly without even looking back: "Ji Mu, come in with me."

Receiving this sentence, Ji Mu couldn't help mocking in his heart: It turns out that he is also a person who is afraid of death~

But since it was the master's order, he obeyed.

Entering the box, Ji Mu chose the most inconspicuous position to stand on guard; looking at the empty guest seats, he disapproved of the other party's lateness.

"Please sit down."

Hearing this sentence from Duan Lang, Ji Mu frowned slightly in confusion, because there was no one at the door.

"Today's dinner is just you and me, so please take your seat."

After confirming that his eyes and tone were aimed at him, Ji Mu loosened his brows and twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

Earlier, Ji Mu was still curious, what methods would an arrogant and arrogant person like Duan Lang take to get close to him?But he didn't expect to use the move of chasing women, which really flattered him.

Next, the waiter will help them serve the meals in sequence from appetizers, salads, soups,,,,.

"Honestly, I'm surprised that your performance is so good. It seems that I should use you more."

Ji Mu, who had just picked up the wine glass to moisten his throat, stopped for the sentence Duan Lang brought, and almost laughed out loud.

Although Duan Lang's words sounded provocative, Ji Mu knew that this was not a compliment, but a charity, just like the intention of inviting him to this dinner today.Because it is absolutely impossible for a person with high self-esteem like Duan Lang to lower his stance; even if it is well known that he saved him, in his dictatorial thinking, he is only doing his duty well, so why not? Come and owe yourself a favor and thanks.

And when Duan Lang said these words to him, he just wanted to release that he had been promoted from the humble servant position to the prey position that interested him.

"Thank you, Mr. Duan, for your appreciation, but I'm just a contracted bodyguard. When it comes to the word "reuse", it's too burdensome."

Thinking that it should be off-duty time, Ji Mu let go of his restraint, with a hint of sarcasm on his bloodless lips, he cut open the beef neatly, and directly used the knife to fork the bloody red meat and put it into his mouth.

The delicious taste filled his mouth as he chewed. He took a sip of the red wine and waited provocatively for his reply.

"You're right. It's too much to use the word reuse. I hope you can meet my expectations."

Duan Lang raised his lips into a smile, but he looked at him with creepy darkness.

"I will try my best to fulfill my duties and protect Mr. Duan."

It's not that Jimu doesn't understand his hint; the so-called expectation is to become his person; this is also the best way to find out the evidence by himself.

Although this is what Himegi expects, if he is too easily tamed as a prey, it will only appear worthless.It should be a scene of playing hard to get or wanting to refuse, and then falling into the trap entangledly, so that Duan Lang will believe it and trust his loyal minister.

Lazily picked up the wine glass to sip, Duan Lang admired his courageous face; while Ji Mu fearlessly continued to eat under his gaze.In the dining space made of crystal clear crystals, the atmosphere seemed cold and tense, but the two enjoyed it with a look of contentment.

Focusing on the meal in front of him, Ji Mu observed the man opposite him from the corner of his eye. He knew that the man was still on the sidelines; on the one hand, he wanted to test how much ability he possessed, and on the other hand, he waited for his weakness to appear.

To Duan Lang now, he is just a bodyguard with good abilities, not to the extent that he can be used or must be his own.I just provoke him in a certain way to the pathological desire for control of a person in a high position.

But Ji Mu thinks that he is a perfect person with no flaws, so he has no weakness that Duan Lang can threaten.Unlike Mu Yu who fell in love with madness, he loved him so desperately that he didn't even have any room to fight back, and he died so miserably.

And the weapons and chips he possesses are the identity of Q.But even if Q's identity is discovered, it doesn't matter; because Ji Mulongyue and Song Muyu are two parallel lines that have no intersection at all, it is impossible for Duan Lang to discover his revenge plan.

Now it seems that he has entered the game set by Duan Lang, but it is still hard to say who is whose chess piece.

"Thank you very much Mr. Duan for this dinner, I enjoyed it very much."

"It's just a dinner, as long as you understand what I mean."

Compared to Jimu who swallowed the entire 24oz steak, Duan Lang only used less than a third.For a manager who runs a number of high-end restaurants, expensive ingredients and exquisite food are just things to fill his stomach in his eyes, and they are no longer very attractive, even if it is a set meal that costs tens of thousands of yuan. That's true; the drunken man's intention is not to drink, he has already made it very clear, Ji Mu smiled, but did not respond this time.

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At 09:30 in the evening, the master and the servant returned to Duan Lang's villa together. After Jimu asked him to get off at the gate, he drove the car back to the garage.

Passing the garage in the driving direction, Himeki made an emergency stop, reversed the car gorgeously, inserted the car into the opening, and got out of the car.He planned to go directly back to the room to rest, but suddenly found other figures in the garage, so he stopped.

A young man in his early twenties was waxing Duan Lang's top-end SUV. Ji Mu recognized him as a handyman here, but he couldn't remember the name.

"Good night, Himeki-san."

Noticing his gaze, the handyman stopped to greet him quite politely, with a rather flat tone.

"Are you responsible for all the cars here?"

"Yes."

"It's really hard work for you."

Before that, Ji Mu was surprised that Duan Lang's car was spotless; if the young man in front of him cleaned it all by himself, then he would have to admire him.A handyman has a lot going on, and waxing a car at this late hour.

Looking at the entire row of dazzlingly shining cars on the right, Ji Mu suddenly shifted his gaze to the outside of the garage. The waning moon covered by dark clouds slightly narrowed his brown eyes, "I won't need to wax this car later, let's go down." Rest." He withdrew his gaze and pointed at the car he had just driven home.

The young man smiled faintly, with a simple and honest smile, as if telling him euphemistically that this matter was not up to him to decide.

Seeing that he continued to be busy with his own affairs, Ji Mu didn't say much, but with a self-deprecating smile, he walked towards the house.

In the early morning of the next day, the pitch-black night sky that was originally still quiet suddenly poured down with rain, responding to Ji Mu's intention.

Jimu, who got up at eight o'clock, looked at the water stains on the window disturbed by the rain, and his face looked a little dull.But it's not that he doesn't like rainy days, it's just that he doesn't like the sticky feeling of his body and hair being wet by rain.In addition, his impression of rainy days is not bad; he does not need to be poisoned by the sun tea, and saves time and money to go out.In addition, he also likes to take cases on rainy days, because all the evidence will be washed away by the rain.

After a night of precipitation, the steak he ate last night was almost digested, and now Jimu was crying from hunger, walking out of the room with his mind full of food, but met Duan Lang's housekeeper in the corridor.

"Mr. Himeki, Mr. Duan invites you to have breakfast together."

Jimu remembered that the family rule of this house was that servants were not allowed to dine with the master; so following the house rules, he should go downstairs now to see if he wanted to cook by himself or eat with the servants.

But if this is Duan Lang's order, it's another matter.How could Ji Mu not understand his intention of doing this.

There was no response, so Ji Mu followed the housekeeper's footsteps and came to a room on the second floor. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Duan Lang sitting at the head of the table waiting for him.

"Morning Mr. Duan~"

After the butler bowed and left, Ji Mu also bowed to him.

"How's your stay here these days?"

"It's not bad, whether it's food or room."

"That's good."

Instigated by Duan Lang's eyes, Ji Mu walked to the seat where the tableware was placed with a smile on his face and sat down, not ignoring his urgent gaze on him.

"You will dine with me from now on."

The words of privilege made Himemu bend his eyes, "Excuse me, may I know why Mr. Duan invited me to have dinner together?"

"Because you are my bodyguard, so it's better to be by my side all the time. Meals are just incidental."

"okay I know."

At this time, the butler Li Bo knocked on the door and entered, and led two servants to bring today's breakfast; in the dining car in each person's hands were placed three plates covered with silver covers. floating in the air.There are many types of meals, each of which is exquisite and delicious, not losing the level of the restaurant.

"Can I enjoy it?"

"Please use."

Looking at the table full of rich food, Ji Mu was fascinated, not as provocative as before; and Duan Lang did not lose his master's demeanor, let him do it first.

For the next time, only the sound of dining could be heard, and the atmosphere between the two of them was pretty good.

At exactly nine o'clock, Ji Mu was waiting for Duan Lang at the door; today he was still dressed in black, but with the addition of a black waterproof windbreaker, he looked more poised.

Holding an umbrella, after picking Duan Lang into the car, he quickly got into the driver's seat, fearing that the hairstyle he had arranged would be ruined.

One of the two is driving seriously, the other is concentrating on the tablet computer. After a night, there seems to be no change in each other. However, after arriving at the Duanshi Building, the woman who unexpectedly appeared in Duan Lang's office secretly planned the next step for each other. Disrupted.

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