Nangong Shaodi's fingers closed, wishing to crush her in his palm.
She would rather go to jail than escape from him.
Nangong Shaodi suddenly stood up and lifted his hand hard, and the vase on the table shattered to the ground.
This stupid woman actually thought it would be easier to escape into prison.
She was too naive.
"You want to go to jail," he said coldly, "I will get you what you want."
"Bang--" The door of the conference room was opened by gravity.
Leng Anqi saw Nangong Shaodi coming out of the conference room, his face was covered with ice that had condensed like a thousand years.
She had never seen him look so angry.
She panicked and whispered: "I just talked to Superintendent Zhang... Meng Zhilan's whereabouts are unknown now. We will closely investigate and catch the real thief."
Nangong Shaodi looked at her with a dark look: "Where is unknown?"
Leng Anqi tentatively said: "Nothing happened on the deck just now."
Nangong Shaodi said gloomyly: "Take her out."
Xia Qianchen put on the handcuffs again, was dragged by two bodyguards, and threw them in front of Officer Zhang.
Officer Zhang was slightly surprised: "This..."
Looking at Xia Qianchen. "I'll give you one last chance to regret."
"I won't regret it...but I just hope that after you make this decision, you won't regret bringing me back." Xia Qianchen said excitedly.
Nangong Shaodi grinned and smiled arrogantly.
"Then you guarantee you won't regret catching me again?" In front of so many people... she continued to provoke.
If he catches her back, his dignity and face will be lost, and a man like him attaches the most importance to dignity.
Nangong Shaodi said sinisterly: "Dispose according to the law and must not be tolerated."
Officer Zhang said in a daze: "Yes."
Nangong Shaodi turned around and strode away, and Rhode and the bodyguards followed.
Leng Anqi looked at the back of Nangong Shaodi leaving, and a strange light flashed in his clear black and white eyes: "Then the thief from Mengzhilan has been caught, Officer Zhang, I will hand her over to you for disposal--According to the law
We must not tolerate it if we deal with it."
"Miss Leng, please rest assured, we will never let any bad guy go."
Leng Anqi's eyes fell on Xia Qianchen again.
He walked over, brushed off a hair that fell from her clothes, and smiled slightly: "Perform well inside, I will help you get a reduction in sentence."
Xia Qianchen moved his mouth.
"I know what you are going to say," she said, "it depends on your performance. If you perform well as you just now, maybe you siblings will meet soon..."
☆☆☆☆☆Young Master’s special division☆☆☆☆☆☆
Xia Qianchen saw the prison door open in front of her, and a cold breath rushed over.
It was dark and dark in front of me, without a window, the dim light bulb shone a glimmer of light.
There are women's prisons on both sides, separated by iron railings, with two people living in a compartment.
Hearing the door open, all the prisoners got up, standing in front of the railing, looking at her with dull eyes, with a hint of weirdness.
Xia Qianchen was wearing a wide dark blue prison uniform and holding the basin of the distributed water, and her hair was messy and scattered.
When she raised her head, her beautiful face immediately caused a slight commotion...
The already unfriendly eyes were full of violence, terrible and viciousness.
Xia Qianchen felt like her hair was standing up...
The warden shouted sternly: "Why are you still standing there? You live in this room. Get along with your roommates. If you have any questions, just click the alarm bell."
Xia Qianchen bit her lip and walked in. He heard the iron door clattering behind her and locked it.
A pair of women wearing black tight vests sitting on the lower bunk.
Tattoos are entangled on the arms, neck and ankles, and there is also an overly long hideous scar on the face.
“What to see.”
The well-versed eyes suddenly stared at Xia Qianchen...
The woman in the vest suddenly stood up, playing with a sharpened wooden knife in her hand...
Xia Qianchen's back felt cold. It seemed that the prison was not as peaceful as she imagined. Did she miscalculated it?
Meanwhile, the beach villa.
Rhodes looked at the busy figure in the gym—
Since Emperor Nangong returned, he has been wearing sandbags endlessly. Sweat has wet his hair and it has dripped clearly.
His eyes were hard, as if he wanted to vent his anger. However, things didn't go as expected, the more he beat, the higher his emotions became.
He was not wearing boxing gloves, and his hard fists seemed to rub against the thick sandbag... His finger bones were worn and blood appeared.
Blood flowed on the sandbag, and he was still repeating the intense movements.
For the first time, Rhodes saw the young master lose his mind so much... doing such self-harm.
"What's wrong with him?" Jiani asked carefully.
"Mr. Emperor is in a bad mood now. If you don't want to be affected, stay away from him."
Jiani couldn't bear to stay away, so she stood at the door and kept watching.
Xia Qianchen did not come back this time, what happened?
His hands were numb and his strength was finally exhausted. Nangong Shaodi's last round kick kick, and the sandbag was rotting open "puffed" and the sand flowed all over the floor.
[I have known you for so many years, and I have never seen you care about women so much.]
【If you admit that you fall in love with her, I will return her to you.】
[Escape is not your style. Nangong, I will definitely prove that you fell in love with her. If I win the bet, you promise me a condition. If I lose the bet, I promise you a condition.]
[If you lose, give her to me. For some reason, I feel very excited when I see you angry and jealous. I really want to see the painful expression when you Nangong fall in love with you and must lose it.]
Nangong Shaodi's body fell to the ground without any action, allowing his body to fall heavily on the cold ground.
[Isn’t it just admitting that I fell in love with her? Is it so difficult?]
He closed his eyes, his body was burning and burning, and every breath was extremely heavy.
like?
Just then, a gentle footsteps came from outside the door, and his brow moved.
The footsteps stopped in front of him, slowly knelt down, and held up his injured hand...
The warm towel began to gently wipe the grit from the wound.
Nangong Shaodi grabbed her suddenly, and she fell into his arms. When he opened his eyes and met his big and wet eyes, he seemed to see Xia Qianchen's stubborn face with slightly crappy eyebrows.
But in a flash, he became Jiani.
"You are injured..." She blushed slightly, "No matter what happened, don't torture yourself anymore, okay? Master Di, I really feel sorry for you when you look like this..."