"..." Xi Haitang was in a daze for a long time. When she regained her senses, she suddenly found that she and Gu Xijue were the only two men left in the conference room. The proud curve of the corners of her lips made her afraid, "Let's
Sending a person to jail for thirty years is more painful than sentencing him to death. You are too cruel."
"To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself." The man's voice came out from his lips, sexy, desolate, hoarse, and gorgeous, "And I have said it a long time ago, I will make his life worse than death."
Xi Haitang finally realized that he was the one directing from beginning to end, "You are using me. Not only me, but the entire design department employees are all your pawns in Liu Yaguang's plot."
"To achieve the goal, any means necessary is my goal." His tone was dazzling, his expression was so pale that it was almost invisible, his cold and ruthless eyes, and his thin lips curled up, and he was filled with evil spirits and confusion.
In just a few days, he carried out a bloodless killing by himself. Thirty years of glory were only at his fingertips.
If he didn't have a gun in his hand, Xi Haitang would really think that he was returning from the battlefield. The smell of gunpowder smoke filled her eyes and frightened her heart. It took her a long time before she found her voice, "My ones."
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"Don't worry, no one has the life to appreciate them except me."
Xi Haitang stood there in confusion, even her eyes were distracted. Her legs were not numb, but she could not take a step. This time, she truly saw his ruthlessness, light and darkness, light and shadow, justice and evil, all because of
He reversed the right and wrong in front of such a man and dominated the ups and downs. Who else could she escape to?
The next second, he raised his hand and hugged her into his arms, burying her haggard face into his chest. He didn't like to see her pale and bloodless look. It would remind him of the day when Yun Hen's accident happened. Fortunately
, Yunhen is okay, it was she who saved the child with her own blood. His cold heart softened a little, and there was a touch of affection, gentleness and coaxing in the way he held her, "Be obedient, as long as you no longer want to escape, I won't
will hurt you"
Her face was expressionless, and all the heaviness floated out from her chest and dissipated in the air, like a sigh, without an echo. The hurt she had suffered and the injustice she had suffered were no longer important, because with one look he became a