Doting on the Masked Wife

Han Qingyi sneered: "Believe you? How did that person escape from here? He actually took your medicine and didn't find out until now! You haven't found a cripple with only one kidney. Listen. , I don't need guarantees, I just need results!"

The director of the research institute nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, yes."

The white robe behind him was soaked.

In front of Han Qingyi, who seems to be more elegant than a girl, and tall as jade, the director of the research institute who is usually domineering and domineering is like a jackal encountering a bloodthirsty poisonous snake. He is completely overwhelmed. Come.

Han Qingyi didn't look at him any more, and put on the white mask again, revealing only a pair of indifferent eyes, put his hands in the pockets of his white robe, and strode out.

The director of the research institute quickly followed, and then rushed ahead of Han Qingyi, and helped him press the elevator leading to the ground.

This secret research institute was built underground, without even a mobile phone signal, and everyone involved knew what they were doing—something that could lose their heads at any time!

But to take a step back is to die.

Behind it is a powerful Korean pharmaceutical group and a big boss who is even more powerful than the Korean pharmaceutical group, straddling black and white, firmly grasping the political and business circles, and has no idea how powerful it is.

If you dare to retreat and betray, not only will you die, but your whole family will also die.

And one step forward, it may be the glory and wealth, the inexhaustible wealth and beauties.

There is no turning back for everyone involved in these sinful and dark projects.

But the director of the research institute felt that Han Qingyi was different.

This young master from a wealthy family will personally participate in these projects, direct, and even dissect and experiment with his own hands, but it is only because of his own hobbies.

Just like those professors and scholars who devote themselves to academic research and are full of enthusiasm and madness for every research, he does not want any fame or fortune, because he was born with these things and can get them at his fingertips.

He is just born with a terrible bloodthirsty factor in his bones, he likes to smell the smell of human blood, he likes to look at the people who are being experimented with or cry out in pain because of failure, or gently pull Xiuya's body because of the success of the experiment. There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

He's downright sneering and cruel.

Perhaps it was because of this that the director of the research institute was even more afraid of him!

Under Xiuya's gentle appearance, she is actually as vicious and cruel as a terrible cobra, as long as she is entangled by him, or even just glanced at her, she will end up with nothing left - of course he is afraid!

Watching Han Qingyi's elegant and noble figure respectfully disappear into the elevator, and the number of the elevator was displayed all the way up, the director of the research institute finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Leaning against the snow-white wall of the institute as if paralyzed, he dared to show a relieved expression, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his brow, only to find that his forehead was soaked, and even the little hair left Got soaked.

Han Qingyi put too much pressure on him.