The President's Best Wife

Chapter 344 The future first lady must not just admit it

Head Sun was a little embarrassed, the big Buddha in front of him didn't mean to stop, he didn't dare to make his own decision at all.

"Do you want to bear it?" Captain Sun suggested.

Jin Li's face was a bit ugly, she seemed to be holding back: "I can't bear it, brother, I may have spoiled my stomach from eating outside this morning."

Sensing the movement behind, Han Lin turned back with a cold face: "What's the matter?"

Jin Li looked embarrassed, "Sir, can I go to the toilet?"

"Okay, I'll let someone follow you." Han Lin ordered into the headset.

Jin Li: "This is not good, I went to the bathroom and someone followed me... this..."

"Inconvenient?" Han Lin asked back.

"That's right, look..." Jin Li was about to say something, but was interrupted by Han Lin: "Guilty?"

"Hey, don't dare to say that nonsense, it's impossible." Jin Li was thinking so many times, she could never have imagined that Wen Qiao had something to do with a high-ranking official.

"Then what are you lying about?"

Jin Li had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the bathroom, even if there was nothing, she had to squeeze out some.

Otherwise, there is really no silver 300 taels here.

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Wen Qiao only felt pain in the back of her neck. She rubbed the back of her neck and was stunned when she opened her eyes to see the surrounding environment. She was clearly in the corridor of the dance troupe. Why... Realizing a certain possibility, she yelled: "Aji ?”

In the empty and dim environment, there is only her own echo.

She reached out to touch the mobile phone on her body, and her pocket was empty. Not only was the mobile phone gone, but even the wedding ring was gone.

Fear gradually spread from the soles of the feet to the whole body, and the helplessness and fear before dying in the previous life struck again.

She clasped her arms tightly with her hands and stepped up to look for an exit, but in the dark and cramped space, there was no exit except the vent.

She hasn't offended anyone, even if it's warm, her hand can reach out to the dance troupe, she doesn't have the qualifications.

Aji's problem was too big, and at first glance, she felt that this little girl was suspicious, her eyes dodged, and she said that Shuining asked her to come.

If it is really Shuining, at least send her a message and let her know in advance.

But Gao Shuining had absolutely no motive to harm her.

She checked all the people who wanted to kill her in her mind, but she couldn't think of who it was.

She was thinking seriously, when the ghostly laughter of "Jie Jie Jie" suddenly got up, she almost sat on the ground in fright.

Wen Qiao came back to her senses, thinking of where the ghosts and gods come from in this world, she said angrily, "Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

No one responded, only an ethereal and terrifying voice.

Wen Qiao's heart began to tremble, and dense goose bumps already appeared on his body.

Such a voice sounded in the empty and cramped space. For the helpless her, it was nothing more than breaking through the psychological defense.

Even if she had such a consciousness, she still couldn't stay calm.

She silently called Meiji Tei's name in her heart, hoping that there would be a magical induction phenomenon to let him know that she was kidnapped.

But the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to cry. She was afraid that he would not know, and that she would die as suddenly as in her previous life, and die young, not to mention that she is only 20 years old now, ten years younger than her previous life.

Thanks to that.

In the space, besides the laughter of "Jie Jie", there was also Wen Qiao's sobbing.

There was the sound of "cracking" electricity, and Wen Qiao's whimpering stopped abruptly.

Sure enough, someone is pretending to be a ghost.

"Who the hell is it? If you have the ability to hide, can't you come out? Is it ugly and inconvenient to see people or something?" Wen Qiao wiped away the tears on his face. The current wife of the finance minister and the future first lady , must not just admit cowardice.

(End of this chapter)