Doting on the Masked Wife

After settling down her sweetheart who was disobedient and hurt her leg, Han Qingyi came out of the ward with the expression of smiling at her just now, and walked straight to his own spacious and luxurious office.

However, as soon as he walked into the office and closed the door, the gentle and peaceful expression on his face just now changed.

It was as if he was a different person, the bloodthirsty desire and cruel murderous aura that made people dreaded radiated intensely from his slender and jade-like body.

There, the vice president and two directors were already standing there, waiting anxiously for him.

Han Qingyi's elegant and slender eyebrows raised, his eyes were extremely indifferent.

He glanced at them coldly, gracefully took off the white gloves on his hands, threw them on the off-white marble table, and slowly sat down on the off-white leather seat.

At this moment, his arrogant and unapproachable appearance can even be called terrifying and violent, and he seems to be a completely different person from the gentle and gentle expression in front of Ning Tonger.

Sitting on the chair, he asked coldly: "Isn't it done yet?"

The vice-principal wiped the sweat from his fat garlic nose, lowered his head and said in shame: "No, the people we sent out to look for haven't found the whereabouts of Cheng Mingyuan..."

The heavy "ding" was the crisp sound of the white jade paperweight being thrown heavily on the marble tabletop, which frightened the already tense vice president and the two directors like a frightened bird, their legs almost went limp.

"You can't catch a cripple with only one kidney and one arm left!"

The vice president's plump nose was sweating more and more urgently, and his face was flushed.

Han Qingyi said coldly: "It seems that you are waiting for him to find someone to blow up the scandal of you experimenting with new drugs. Not only will you lose your wealth and lives, but our Han family will also be ruined!"

The vice president almost knelt down in front of Han Qingyi, who suddenly erupted with a powerful bloodthirsty aura.

"Yes, yes, yes, we will definitely find someone as soon as possible and bring him back." He promised humbly.

Han Qingyi snorted coldly, a look of contempt appeared on his handsome and elegant face, he pushed away the documents on the table with his slender and white hands, and stood up.

"Young Director, after we find him, shall we return him to the laboratory, or..."

A director who was also involved in new drug research and various illegal activities asked in a low voice to Han Qingyi's slender and handsome back.

Han Qingyi had already taken off the long hunting knife under the wall with one hand, pulled it out of the scabbard, and slashed it on the table suddenly. With a crisp sound, the marble table was chopped off a corner of the table!

Still maintaining the posture of holding the knife and chopping down, Han Qingyi's whole body erupted with a cruel and cruel aura, he coldly raised his slender eyes to stare at the director who asked the question, and said coldly: "What do you think? "

"Yes, yes, I know what to do." Facing Han Qingyi like this, the director was in a cold sweat, bowing his head hastily.

At this moment, Han Qingyi, how can there be a trace of gentleness?

Sturdy, ruthless, and bloodthirsty, it makes those who know him fearful and convinced, this is his true face!

He has never been a modest gentleman, he has never been a gentleman, he has always been tough and cruel in his bones, and what is hidden under the most civilized appearance is complete cold-bloodedness.

He likes blood, he regards human life as worthless, and he has no mercy for the people of the world.

He just fell in love with someone and disguised himself for that person.

Because she likes gentle people, he created a gentle and gentle gentleman Han Qingyi.