Paranoid!Crazy batch!The real daughter is a black lotus

The receptionist fell straight to the ground, his cheeks were visibly red and swollen, and his eyes were filled with tears that he dared not shed.

Qingque snorted coldly and controlled the electric wheelchair to walk towards the elevator.

When the front desk saw this, he ignored the pain on his face, tried to get up, and shouted to the security guard at the door: "Security, stop her quickly!"

If she goes up there, they all will be punished.

Hearing this, two security guards trotted in and stopped Qingque.

The tone was quite polite.

"Sorry, miss, you can't go in."

"The president has ordered you not to go in."

Qing Que heard this and was not allowed to enter. His brows were filled with impatience and he yelled: "Go away, I'm looking for the fourth master, you don't recognize me, do you?"

Be careful and I'll tell you all to get out of here! "

The security guard refused to give in, and was indifferent to Qingque's crazy behavior. The scene was a bit chaotic for a time.

Shen Que glanced at the empty elevator and slowly walked over.

The frantic Qingque noticed a familiar figure from the corner of his eye, looked suddenly into the distance, and shouted tentatively in a high-pitched voice: "Shen Que!?"

Shen Que's arms were suspended in the air, and his heart felt like a thousand horses galloping.

Qingque drove the wheelchair to the maximum speed, rushed past the security guard, and ran towards Shen Que angrily: "It's really you! You are a blind man, what qualifications do you have to come to Fourth Master?"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled her.

Shen Que slapped her with her backhand, and her force was no less powerful than when she hit the front desk just now.

Everyone seemed to feel the same, and some people couldn't help but raise their hands to cover their faces.

Qingque's head was tilted to one side, her forehead hair stuck to her red and swollen cheeks, her pupils were dull and unbelievable.

Shen Que lowered his eyes and landed on the red rope bell on her ankle. The word "bird" on it was carefully polished, and there was sarcasm in his eyes: "You say I am not qualified? Who do you think you are? Tool? Plaything? Bedmate? Or still .”

She raised her eyelids, deliberately paused for two seconds, and looked at Qingque provocatively: "Substitute? Huh?"

Qing Que's pupils trembled suddenly, her fingers tightly grasped the blanket on her legs, and she tried her best to restrain the turbulent emotions in her heart: "I am the grandson's daughter-in-law recognized by the Jiang family! If you continue to talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will have your mouth torn apart!"

She is a substitute, a substitute for the girl deep in Jiang Jingchen's heart. This is known from the fact that she was placed next to Jiang Jingchen, but so what. She checked and found out that the orphanage was in a fire and no one survived, and the girl had died long ago. !

A dead person, why should he argue with her?

Shen Que sneered: "Jiang family? It seems that Jiang Jingchen is the only one in the Jiang family now, right? Has he admitted it?"

Qingque was speechless.

"Then what's the difference between you and a clown?" After Shen Que said this, Qingque's face turned dark and red, and his pupils were bloodshot.

Shen Que added as if suddenly enlightened: "Oh, yes, clowns can make people laugh without being disgusted. You can only make them feel disgusted and irritated."

Qingque stared at Shen Que, his bloodshot eyes like a ghost, and his words became arrogant: "Who are you to judge me? How are you nobler than me?

You just think that you are pretty and want to be in a high position. You feel that after the fourth master glanced at you, you feel that you can turn into a phoenix. Let me tell you, the position of the grandson-in-law of the Jiang family can only be mine.

My fourth master and I grew up together. Without me, he wouldn’t be alive today! "

Without her intercession, Jiang Jingchen would have been dead when he resisted for the first time. How could he still be alive now?

Hearing this last sentence, Shen Que's indifferent eyes were filled with anger. In an instant, he raised his hand to clamp Qingque's delicate jaw, forcing her to raise her head.

Qing Que's scarlet eyes met Shen Que's eyes flashing with murderous intent. He instantly became frightened and raised his hands to break away.

boom! Shen Que grabbed the waving arm and slammed it on the wheelchair. Qingque wanted to scream, but because his jaw was grabbed, he couldn't scream. Tears dripped down, looking particularly pitiful.

"You still dare to say this? Do you know how uncomfortable he is because of that poison? Do you know how harmful that poison is to the body? You actually have the nerve to say that you are the one who keeps him alive until now. If you really like it Him, why didn't you give him the antidote? Why didn't you help him? If you really loved him, why did you hurt him? "

Shen Que moved his fingers down and pinched Qingque's neck, his amber eyes were filled with rage, and his whole body was filled with murderous intent: "Because you don't like him at all, all you like is his status and power.

He is such a gentle person, and yet you still feel good about yourself when he is treated like this? You think you are good enough to match it, where do you get the face? "

Qingque's face turned red and she wanted to refute, but she couldn't utter a single word.

Shen Que looked at her hovering on the edge of death, his thin lips slightly hooked, evil and cold: "Do you know how my name came from?"

As he spoke, he leaned close to Qingque's ear, smiled and whispered: "He took you, but you are just my substitute, and you are still inferior."

As soon as these words came out, Qingque felt as if he had been struck by lightning, his struggling movements completely froze, and his pupils were wide open in disbelief.

"If there is only one person in this world who can stand beside Jiang Jingchen, no one is qualified except me."

If so, kill them.

Shen Que turned his head to meet her disbelieving eyes and smiled evilly. The next second, with a bang, Qingque and the wheelchair hit the ground heavily.

Qingque's already weak leg was broken again, and his forehead and arms were all scratched.

Everyone stared at this scene blankly, with no reaction.

Shen Que stood alone, his back never bending, and his brown eyes were extremely cold. He took out a wet tissue from his pocket, wiped his hands, threw it on the embarrassed Qing Que, and turned around to walk into the private elevator.

The moment the elevator door closed, the shocked people were brought back to their senses. Suddenly, two strange women appeared, and the security guard who was about to drag Qingque away was stunned for two seconds.

In the blink of an eye, Qingque and the wet tissue disappeared without a trace.

It was as if nothing happened just now.

Suddenly, the receptionist slapped his forehead: "It's broken! Did that lady come up just now? The president doesn't like anyone breaking his rules!

The last one who broke in was thrown directly from the top floor. "

After that, regardless of whether she was still in pain, she hurriedly took the employee elevator on one side, thinking of stopping Shen Que. At other times, she would do more than have less to do.

But just now Shen Que was avenging herself, so she couldn't look at Shen Que as if he were dead.

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Shen Que got off the elevator, and the journey was as smooth as a deserted place. He looked around with a pair of beautiful red and phoenix eyes.

The long corridor is simple and low-key decorated, and the air conditioning is sufficient. Shen Que even took off his coat and didn't feel cold.

His eyes touched a pure black door, and Shen Que raised his hand to push it open.

Suddenly an anxious voice came from behind.

"Don't touch! Don't touch! The president is mysophobic!" The receptionist just now limped in front of Shen Que, holding her arm and standing aside, without even breathing: "Quick, hurry up, wait. The president will come soon and he won’t be able to leave.

He doesn't like people entering his territory without permission. "

Qingque was so beautiful in the past, but she never entered. Every time she came to Jiang Jingchen, she was turned away. She didn't know Shen Que's identity, she only knew that she had to save her.

Shen Que blinked his eyes and wanted to explain, but only heard a ding and the elevator door opened again.

Jiang Jingchen, wearing a hand-customized extreme gray suit, stepped out, his blue eyes slightly lowered, like the calm deep sea, staring at the messages uploaded on his mobile phone, with a cold aura lingering around him, showing nobility and arrogance in his every move.

Su Wei, who was following behind, immediately noticed the two people standing in front of the office. When he saw who it was, he immediately raised his hand to stop the two people who were following step by step.