Domineering husband: wealthy baby wife

Turning the pages of the book, she looked at the content inside, but couldn't read a single word.

Rong Shaoze stood behind her for a long time, he kept looking at her back, but she didn't look back.

Finally, he had to quietly exit the room.

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In a secret villa, in a dark basement.

The manservant who leaked the secret was beaten all over his body and his face was covered with blood, but he still kept his mouth shut and refused to admit that he leaked the news.

The bodyguard expressed helplessness and excitement to such a strict-mouthed person, which was a little challenging, but it was too time-consuming.

Seeing Rong Shaoze walk in, they stopped their hands and reported the situation to him respectfully: "Master Ze, this man's mouth is very strict, and he won't confess to death."

"Master...I really didn't...betray you..." The servant lay on the ground and stretched out his blood-stained hand towards him.

Rong Shaoze glanced lightly, his black eyes were cold and deep.

He held out his palm, and a bodyguard drew a pistol, loaded it, and placed it respectfully in his hand.

Seeing this, the male servant opened his eyes wide in horror, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

Rong Shaoze smiled cruelly, hooked his finger on the trigger, spun the gun a few times in his hand, and then pointed the black muzzle at the servant.

"Master?! What are you going to do?" the servant asked in panic.

"Boom—" All he answered was a gunshot.

"Ah!!!" The gun hit his thigh, and he screamed, his whole body twitching violently in pain.

"Boom—" There was another gunshot, and this time the bullet entered his arm.

"Ah...it hurts, it hurts! Master, please forgive me, it hurts so much, master, please spare me!"

Rong Shaoze smiled innocently.

The smoking muzzle was aimed at his other thigh again.

His eyes almost popped out in horror, "Young master, please spare your life! Don't kill me, don't, young master!"

Rong Shaoze nodded slightly, stepped forward, and stepped on his arm with hard and special cowhide short boots, making him unable to move.

The muzzle was aimed at his palm.

With this shot, his hand will be useless!

"No, young master, please don't..." The manservant struggled hard, which would only make him step harder.

Rong Shaoze pulled the trigger slightly, every slow movement he made was slowing down his nerves.

"Master, I say, I can say anything!"

His fingers paused, and he squinted at him condescendingly, his eyes were cold.

Enduring the severe pain, the male servant asked in fear, "Master, if I recruit them all, will you let me go?"

"That depends on whether you are telling the truth."

"I will tell you everything, and I will never deceive you!"

Rong Shaoze let go of his arm and threw the gun to a bodyguard.

He took two steps forward, turned around and sat on a chair, with one leg crossed over the other, his movements were leisurely and dignified.

"Tell me, who ordered you to do it?"

"I didn't know him. On the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I went shopping and was stopped by a man wearing sunglasses.

He told me that if something happened to the young master's house, let me take a picture of it and give it to him, and he would give me another 100 million afterwards.

It will kill me if I don't.Young master, I was forced. If I don't promise him, he will kill me.

I had no choice but to agree to him.Young master, this is all I know, please let me go, I will never dare to do this again! "