Chapter 1238 Is it okay (25)

It really hurts.

Lin Zhihan stood in front of the desk and was about to go around.

But the beauty on the opposite side shook her finger, signaling him to stop.

There is an inexplicable feeling of walking the dog.

Such a thought flashed through Lin Zhihan's mind, and the next second, he met her red eyes.

The eyes are alluring, like two rubies who are well versed in treachery.

It was like an endless scorching fire, overwhelming the sky and covering the sky, turning everything it went into ashes.

Includinghis sanity.

The man's eyes became slack and dull in an instant, like a rag doll that had lost its soul.

His body swayed slightly. It wasn't reason controlling him, but the invisible puppet strings.

involved him, controlled him, and made him a slave like the most despicable ants.

A slave who never stands up.

The snow-skinned and red-lipped beauty is leaning on the soft leather chair, crossing her legs and crossing her arms.

Looking at him leisurely, still smiling, he said slowly:

"Don't worry. I'll just ask you a few questions, and I won't do anything to you."

"After all... you are still his younger brother."

She lowered her head and played with her fingers, and clicked her tongue.

When Lin Zhihan slowly walked out of the office, Ning Wen was working on the assistant's desk.

Several assistants saw him, their eyes were straightened, they didn't say anything, and they moved very slowly.

Looks like a lost soul, just a walking dead.

Ning Wen watched him walk into the elevator slowly, pressed the button, and then stood there, motionless, his eyes glazed over.

It seems to have an indescribably weird feeling.

Ning Wen's back turned cold when he saw it, and he always felt gloomy, with an inexplicable dead air.

He couldn't help but look towards the office with the closed door.

"By the way, isn't that person Lin Zhihan, the son of the chairman of the Lin Group?"

He just realized it now, and asked the assistant beside him, Ah Zhu.

Holding the ballpoint pen in her hand, Ah Zhu nodded, "I said I had an appointment with the boss, and then I came."

"...This person looks a little silly" Ning Wen looked at the elevator and couldn't help talking to himself.

Stupid, like a big goose.

If the Lin Group is entrusted to such a person to be managed, it may go bankrupt in a few years.

He shook his head, bowed his head again and started working.

After get off work in the evening, it began to rain again.

It was drizzling, the rain was heavier this time, and the rain slowly flowed down the car windows, making even the scenery outside hazy and soft.

When Yun Si drove away, she saw the lonely figure sitting by the flower bed again.

Flowers wither, rain falls.

Yun Si glanced away, paused, and then retracted.

When driving away, she stopped at the traffic light, picked up the phone with one hand, and dialed a number.

"Hello, Mr. Wang."

"The person you sent over before, let him go."

"How much he wants to pay, I will pay."

"... I have nothing to do with him, that matter is over and it's over, just treat it as a face for me, how about it?"

Wang Lemin, of course, couldn't deny her face, so he agreed.

Yun Si hung up the phone.

Throwing the phone on the passenger seat, she drove, and then stopped in front of a flower shop.

Running into the flower shop in the rain, the flower shop's wind chimes thought about it for a while, and a pleasant voice sounded.

"Hello, what flowers do you want?"

(end of this chapter)