Chapter 536 Is She Afraid Of Me?

Of course it was stimulated.

Secretary Liu flipped through those microblogs and sighed inwardly.

Otherwise, he wouldn't ignore Mr. Huo who was not fully recovered from Yungang.

Or at least she would leave this matter to Shen Pianxi herself.

So, who made the brothers and sisters of the Ning family have to choose this time to try to steal the evidence?

Isn't this sent to his door to vent his anger?

Secretary Liu put away the computer, coughed twice, and walked into the study.

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This is Cheng Zhiyuan's real estate on the east coast of New York.

The man in the study was sitting on the office chair with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was taking a nap.

Faces that had looked thin in just a few days became deeper and more defined.

Under the yellow light, his side face looked a little pale, closer to the European beauty.

As soon as Secretary Liu walked to the desk, the man calmly said,

"have you slept?"

The word "she" is not even needed, Secretary Liu fully understands who he is asking.

Mr. Secretary bent down slightly, and replied respectfully without any emotion,

"I'm asleep, and I've finished all the porridge I sent."

The man opened his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, and fell into a long silence.

It took him a while to move, and he spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, as if he was asking Secretary Liu, or talking to himself,

"I'm like this, have I completely become a lunatic?"

Secretary Liu did not answer.

Of course he didn't dare to answer, nor was he qualified to answer.

"She must be very afraid of me now."

Cheng Zhiyuan's voice was calm, and he even slightly hooked the corner of his lower lip, revealing a plausible smile,

"Is the thing that I want to hide the most all the time, the most trashy thing, considered exposed?"

The secretary bent his body deeper in silence.

The man didn't see him.

In his mind, there is only the other silent self who is silent in the darkness.

They stand opposite each other.

Looking at the ugly and crazy face exposed by the other party, he was expressionless and helpless.

After a while, Cheng Zhiyuan stood up and walked out of the study.

He walked to the bedroom.

His figure was still very good, tall and straight, and slender, but under the current daylight, he seemed inexplicably gloom.

He opened the bedroom door and walked in slowly.

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She actually has a lot to ask.

How is Yan Yi?Alive or dead?If alive, were the injuries serious?Already sober?
What about Uncle Mao and Shi Yi?Have they returned to the imperial capital?
Chuyang, and Chuyang, that girl has some mental problems, I still have to keep an eye on her, but I have never seen these people since I woke up, where are they?
Or should I ask, where am I?
What you see every day when you open your eyes is the same golden roof, luxurious decoration, and floor-to-ceiling windows with Roman blinds that are always drawn.

She felt that she was going crazy if she continued like this.

Before opening her eyes every time, she told herself that she must ask the questions that should be asked, and let him untie this ridiculous handcuffs for me.

But every time he opened his eyes, the moment that handsome pale face came into his pupils, and when those dead dark blue eyes looked at him, all the questions were stuck in his throat.

She couldn't ask.

Tell her intuitively.

Can't ask, can't ask.

If asked...she didn't know what would happen if asked.

Maybe, there will be very bad results.

Not to make his situation worse, but to make this man worse.

So again and again, those heart-scratching questions were swallowed by her, and she never asked them.

like now.

Shen Pianlu opened her eyes, and the man sitting on the chair beside the bed moved his eyes from the book to her face.

It seems to have grown paler.

Shen Pianlu looked at him in a daze.

(End of this chapter)

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