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in the kitchen.

Jiang Yushuang withdrew her gaze from looking at the door of Xie Qianye's room, temporarily suppressed her inquiring look, and turned to ask the embarrassed chef's hat.

"Are you okay?"

The chef's hat was frightened: "No, no..."

Obviously the most threatening demon king had already left, but the chef's hat was shaking even more, the cold sweat was about to break down, and he frantically passed on the magic words to the demon king Zuo Dharma who contacted him for this job at that time.

[An accident happened, an accident happened, Mr. Left Protector, save the little devil! ! ]

Chef Hat has already begun to regret that he couldn't stand the temptation of remuneration and took the job.

Jiang Yushuang frowned: "How much will Xie Qianye charge you?"

The chef's hat was trembling, and he tentatively asked: "Demon... he he he... drive, drive me a life...?"

Jiang Yushuang: ...?

The chef hat demons have never been in contact with the human world, but looking at Jiang Yushuang's expression, he knew that he had obviously made a mistake.

Judging from the thinking of his country little devil, there is no problem with this answer at all!

The voice of Guardian Zuo suddenly sounded in his mind, like a savior.

[What did he ask you? ]

The chef's hat answered sternly, including his answer like human organ trafficking.

Guardian Zuo was silent for a while.

[......]

[Give me control of the body. ]

Jiang Yushuang found that the person in front of her suddenly changed her expression as if she had been reborn.

The terrified emotions in his eyes dissipated in an instant, turning into a pool of extremely calm stagnant water, and he quickly changed into a slightly apologetic expression.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I just got into the drama." The chef's hat touched his nose and said, but he didn't look up at him, as if he didn't dare.

Jiang Yushuang narrowed her eyes slightly.

Guardian Zuo, who was in charge of the body of the chef's hat, lowered his head slightly, glanced at the tip of his tail exposed between his legs, stretched out his hand to help it, and silently recited a spell before Jiang Yushuang noticed.

The original tail was cut off out of thin air... and turned into an eggplant with a similar color.

Almost at the same time, he heard the soul of the chef's hat huddled in the corner of the space, screaming in pain.

[This is your punishment for doing bad things for the Demon King. ]

Guardian Zuo's voice was cold and ruthless, and under the awe of his powerful strength, the chef hat didn't dare to raise his beak.

Blocking the howl of the owner of the body, Zuo Hufa held the eggplant and met Jiang Yushuang's gaze, and explained calmly: "Shuang...Mr. Jiang, Mr. Xie asked me to accompany him in a scene just now."

As if he knew what Jiang Yushuang was going to ask, he continued, "You also know the nature of Mr. Xie's work, so when he recruited employees like us, he had a hard requirement that he be able to play with him at any time."

There was a moment of silence in the kitchen.

"Your acting skills are very good." Jiang Yushuang straightened her waist, looking down at the chef's hat still sitting on the ground, her voice could not discern the emotions.

"Thank you for your compliment, but I prefer cooking." Chef Hat smiled shyly and said, "And...Mr. Xie gave too much."

Jiang Yushuang's first reaction was, where did Xie Qianye get so much money.

It's all reduced to filming deleted scenes... The savings in his hand can really afford this acting talent... cook?

But he didn't show doubts on his face anymore, he just told the chef to go back to rest early after finishing supper.

The chef has a low eyebrow and a pleasing look, and his demeanor is like a butler with perfect etiquette.

Jiang Yushuang turned around, brushed past the chef, and vaguely heard a cold voice saying something with a sense of irritability that was incompatible with it.

[...Silly boss. ]

Jiang Yushuang laughed from the bottom of her heart, her expression remained calm.

He sat in the study and took a sip of the health-preserving porridge for supper, but the taste made him slightly frown.

The chef's porridge cooking skills seem to be a little worse than in his previous life.

The phone suddenly lit up. It was his adoptive father, the current ruler of the Jiang Family Shideng Group.

The image of the adoptive father in Jiang Yushuang's heart has always been tall and distant. Compared with his mother, his father seems to be only strict with him.

But Jiang Yushuang was already content to be valued by father Jiang far beyond others.

"Father," he said.

Jiang's father saved the pleasantries and went straight to the topic: "Yu Shuang, Shi Deng needs a representative to accompany me to attend the charity dinner tomorrow night. Can you make time?"

Jiang Yushuang didn't refuse: "I see, father."

After becoming A Piao in her previous life, Jiang Yushuang often recalled in her mind, when did her father and old friend Pei Fuliang who harbored evil intentions start to take down the Jiang family.

All the clues point to this charity dinner that he didn't attend in his previous life.

This time, he wanted to go and see for himself, what method Pei Fuliang used to deceive the world in the first place.

"Thank you." Hearing Jiang Yushuang's response, Jiang's father softened his tone, "And that kid from the Xie family..."

Just as Jiang's father was about to say something, Jiang Yushuang vaguely heard a voice coming from the phone, as if another job was in hand, Jiang's father changed the topic: "Let's meet and talk tomorrow."

Jiang Yushuang said yes, paused, and added before hanging up the phone: "Father, don't work overtime too late."

Jiang's father was slightly stunned, his brows that had been sternly frowned because of work suddenly relaxed a little.

"You too, don't waste yourself with your body just because you are young."

Jiang Yushuang smiled and nodded.

Jiang's father hung up the phone, and the partner sitting opposite him asked curiously, "Is it your son who was on the phone with you just now?"

"The eldest in the family, Yu Shuang." Father Jiang nodded.

"Mr. Jiang of Jade Bird Technology has been famous for a long time." The partner boasted: "It's really a tiger without a dog."

Jiang's father had a rare smile on his face, and he didn't want to emphasize at all that Jiang Yushuang was not his parent and son's business, the pride and honor in his expression was undisguised.

It wasn't until midnight that Xie Qianye suddenly appeared in his room out of nowhere with a murderous aura that hadn't dissipated.

——That is definitely not the appearance of a human being.

He has short white hair that is slightly messy, and the forward-bending horns on the top of his head are round and seemingly harmless, but three extremely sharp blades suddenly appear at the tip of the tip.

The face under the horns is extremely similar to the human "Xie Qianye", but there are subtle differences. There are bright yellow flames flowing in the green iris.

If "Xie Qianye" exudes a display and invitation that makes people want to keep getting closer, then the people in front of them are like a death vortex formed in the center of the ocean.

It was a marvelous sight of nature's uncanny workmanship, but no one dared to take half a step closer.

It's so dangerous yet fascinating.

People will write poems handed down for him, and none of his poems can express one ten-thousandth of his charm.

Wherever he went, he was greeted by the Prime Minister, and no one saw his real face.

The Demon King brushed off his cuff, and dropped a broken, red scale, which once belonged to his good friend Doctor.

Now the doctor who is talking about running the train has been hung upside down in the palace of the devil—again.

The attendants of the palace even got used to this, and they only waited for seven days and seven nights to put the doctor down, and Pat Hui was a lively and good doctor again.

[Left protector. ] The Demon King called out casually in his heart.

In the next second, a rift appeared, and the man in long black curly hair stepped out of the rift and knelt down on one knee.

"You saw him." The Demon King said, his voice could not distinguish between emotion and anger.

As if there was an invisible wave coming, the left protector swayed slightly, but he still held on.

"Master Shuang...has hardly changed." He answered in a low voice, and buried the second half of his words in his heart.

"We have changed." The Demon King opened his mouth, but he said what he hadn't finished.

Guardian Zuo's eyes darkened, and the room fell into a dead silence.

"But the god I believe in has not changed." The Demon King suddenly said, squinting his eyes slightly with a solemn expression.

Guardian Zuo paused, his social animal instincts made him decide to accept the boss's words.

"What god do you believe in?"

In the next second, the Demon King snorted softly: "Shuangshuang's eyes."

Left Protector: ...

It was he who paid by mistake, and he shouldn't expect anything from the brain circuit of the idiot boss.

Especially after coming to human society and being influenced by the so-called "earth flavor" culture.

"Master Shuang is going to attend a charity dinner tomorrow night." After a long silence, Zuo Hufa adjusted his mood, and resumed his usual stern voice to report work, "This subordinate wants to get acquainted with Master Shuang as a human society."

The demon king nodded dignifiedly.

Guardian Zuo was about to retreat, but was stopped by the Demon King.

"Wait until I seal up this disobedient soul before leaving."

"...Yes." Guardian Zuo finally said.

In front of his eyes, the demon king's horns suddenly dissipated into a fine mist. The demon king...or Xie Qianye's eyes were closed tightly, and his facial muscles tensed for a moment.

He seemed to have sealed the restless thoughts somewhere deep in his soul, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and calm.

Guardian Zuo finally dared to raise his head.

That gaze did not belong to the demon king who had struggled out of all kinds of sufferings, but instead had an eagerness to look from the dark to the light.

That belonged to Xie Qianye from a long, long time ago.

He was also the only Xie Qianye that "Shuang" knew.

"Okay." Xie Qianye let out a long sigh of relief, and his whole body became alive, "You can get off work."

Protector Zuo faced him less timidly than facing the Demon King, and asked, "Why did the Demon King ask his subordinates to stand here for a few more minutes?"

Xie Qianye's eyes suddenly became deep, as if he wanted to see right into his soul.

"What kind of virtue is a real demon... Zuo Hufa knows it." Xie Qianye smiled.

"I don't want to be turned over by my wife to the police|police station before I catch up with him, saying that I am raped in marriage..."

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Jiang Yushuang stood outside the door in loose pajamas, her face was as cold as ice and snow in deep winter.

"Xie Qianye." He said, "Could you stop reading Taiwan in the middle of the night... who are you?"

He turned his head to see the strangely dressed Zuo Guardian who hadn't had time to hide.

——It looks like things are about to fall into a place of doom.

Xie Qianye opened his mouth subconsciously, and there was a silent incantation.

Almost instantly, Jiang Yushuang outside the door lowered her eyes and her body shook slightly.

"Shuangshuang, you are dreaming." Xie Qianye approached, his magnetic voice was extremely bewitching.

When the Demon King made a move, Guardian Zuo heaved a sigh of relief.

Xie Qianye stood in front of Jiang Yushuang, squatted down and looked up at him from bottom to top.

Obviously the caster of hypnosis, the one who controls the memory of others, but at this moment speaks in a devout gesture almost sacrificial.

"...I didn't have an affair with another wild man in the middle of the night."

The half-relaxed Qi of the left protector was lodged in his throat.