Boss, she's acting as a good girl again

Chapter 209 Ning Miao Came to Ask for a Debt

"Miss Chongli came to see me, what's the matter?"

Wen Pingye sat in front of the tea table, lifted the teapot to pour tea into the cup in front of Ning Miao, and then made some tidying up.

Ning Miao didn't take the teacup, but bent her lips into a harmless smile, and asked, "I've always had a doubt in my heart, and I wanted to ask my uncle why I was dropped by your daughter... Woolen cloth?"

Her eyes were clear and dust-free, looking at him like a stream of clear springs, she wanted to ask for an answer very simply.

Wen Pingye paused for the hand that put the teacup on.

This was the first time he saw her, and also the first time he had a conversation with her, he never thought that this Wen Chongli would be so difficult to deal with.

Wen Pingye didn't regard her as a naive child.

He raised his teacup, took a sip on his own, and sighed: "What happened 20 years ago, it's been a long time ago. Looking back now, I can't remember many things clearly."

"I only know that I'm ready to leave Wen's house, and you return to your father's side smoothly, and you will be a happy child in the future."

Ning Miao shook her head lightly, said with a slight smile, "Uncle, you made a wrong calculation."

Wen Pingye asked calmly: "What account?"

"The first 20 years of my life should have been happy, but this happiness was stolen by someone, and I have to bear it." Ning Miao picked up the teacup and said slowly, "In order to settle this account, there must be Something to fill it in."

Wen Pingye remained calm and asked, "So, you came to ask for a debt?"

"Well, I'm here to ask for a debt."

"Why did you ask me for it?"

Wen Pingye pretended to be confused.

Except for the woman who passed by who didn't know where she was, no one knew the truth of the year.

Even the woman who met him and Ying Rumeng was just a witness and didn't know the specific incident. As long as Wen Yinzhang and the others didn't find him, she was not a threat to him.

After shaking the tea soup, Ning Miao slowly put down the teacup: "Because..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly took out a poker card. The poker card spun at her fingertips at high speed, and the pattern on the card surface formed circles of strange lines visible to the naked eye.

As Ning Miao put down the teacup, Wen Pingye had gradually let go of his vigilance. Seeing the strange lines formed by the swirling playing cards in front of him, the alarm bells rang in his heart. However, it was too late to close his eyes, and his eyes were attracted by the dynamic patterns of the playing cards. The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier until the eyes are closed.

Ning Miao put away the playing cards and said softly, "Open your eyes."

Wen Pingye slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes are empty, like a walking dead.

Ning Miao stared at him for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Giggle, you are really powerful, you can close your subconscious mind when you are forced to hypnotize yourself."

In this way, the memory will not be tampered with, or the secret will not be asked.

"Unfortunately, I just want you to fall asleep, sleep, sleep~"

Wen Pingye closed his eyes again, sat in his seat, but seemed to be asleep.

Ning Miao looked at him for a while, stood up, looked at him condescendingly, and slowly raised her lips and said, "I don't care what happened in the past, I only know that you have done so many things, and now it's time to pay off your debts." It's time."

She walked out of the study and summoned two of Wen Pingye's cronies who were guarding the door of the study.

"Miss Chongli, what are your orders?"

She snapped her fingers and directly hypnotized the two of them, and then ordered: "Send Wen Pingye to the Huajiang Hotel where Qin Mojun lives, and then, stick this thing on Wen Pingye's face, and then call Qin Mojun over."

Ning Miao handed out a hard paper with something printed on it.

……

Huajiang Hotel, where Qin Mojun is currently staying.

When night fell, he held a video conference at his desk. As soon as the video conference was over, his subordinates came to report: "Master, Wen Pingye's subordinates came to report and said that the person you want is already next door, and everything is according to your requirements." here."

Qin Mojun smiled and stood up.

Wen Pingye is indeed a master of hypnotism, he can't and dare not deceive, it can only show that he really changed Wen Chongli's memory, made her forget Qin Chan, and fell in love with Qin Mojun in her heart.

I don't know how Qin Chan will feel when he sees him and Wen Chongli hand in hand, and Wen Chongli is a stranger to Qin Chan.

Qin Mojun looked forward to it.

He went to the next suite.

Only a dim night light was turned on in the bedroom of the suite, reflecting the faint silhouette on the bed, which looked captivating.

As he walked over, he thought to himself, Wen Chongli was kidnapped and Qin Chan's sweetheart, is she clean?If this matter goes well, when will his wife... die of illness?

After Qin Mojun walked in, he saw that the people on the bed were all covered by the quilt, and their height and shape were obviously wrong.

He frowned slightly, pinched the corner of the quilt, and suddenly opened it.

I saw a man lying under the quilt. A piece of hard paper with a strange pattern was pasted on the man's face. The night light happened to shine on the magnificent and mysterious pattern. It made people feel a little dizzy, but it would make Qin Mojun bear it again. He couldn't help staring at the pattern all the time, as if it had some magical power that stuck his gaze.

Qin Mojun watched for a long time, until he staggered unsteadily and interrupted his gaze.

He realized that there was something wrong with the pattern, and quickly tore off the paper and threw it aside. The face under the paper turned out to be the sleeping Wen Pingye!

Qin Mojun's expression darkened, he grabbed the clothes on Wen Pingye's chest and shook them, and shouted in a deep voice, "Wake up!"

But Wen Pingye didn't even move his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

Qin Mojun immediately understood that Wen Pingye was plotted by someone, and that person seemed to want to disgust him, so he sent Wen Pingye to him.

But soon, Qin Mojun noticed something was wrong.

He felt that his body was hot and hot, and gradually reacted, as if he had been drugged, but it had been a while since he had dinner, drinking water was safe, and he hadn't eaten anything of suspicious origin.

Is it...

Qin Mojun remembered the piece of paper he threw on the ground.

He quickly picked it up and took a quick look. Sure enough, he was almost attracted by the weird pattern again, and his body's reaction became stronger.

Damn, he has never seen that a single picture can give psychological hints and achieve a refreshing effect!
What does the person who plots against him want to do?Let him go to Wen Pingye?
He wasn't so hungry, and he wouldn't be.

Qin Mojun walked out with an ugly expression, and after returning to his suite, the reaction in his body still didn't subside. The pattern lingered in front of him as if it had brainwashed him, and he couldn't even divert his attention when doing other things.

The brain is clamoring for him to give up struggling immediately and do things to solve the body's reaction.

Qin Mojun couldn't take it anymore, so he asked his cronies to find a clean woman and send them over.

He did this kind of thing occasionally, so his confidant knew the way, and soon a beautiful young woman was delivered.

However, the two had just undressed.

Suddenly, a group of policemen broke in.

……

The matter of Qin Mojun whoring|changing made the headlines on the entertainment page early the next morning, and even reached the ears of the ancient Qin clan's family and his father-in-law.

Everyone's first reaction.

He offended someone who shouldn't be offended!
　It’s time to renew the monthly ticket again. I’m going to write as soon as I finish the homework in my hand...I’m a little excited to write about the story of the misty horse.

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