The bereavement boss, he is crooked behind my back

Chapter 270 Obuchi, Don't You Hurt?
Without any hesitation, he pushed Su Ling away and ran towards the door.

Su Ling's high-heeled shoes twitched and almost staggered to the ground, and at the same time, her heart skipped a beat.

I suddenly realized that if this question is not resolved tonight, then my future self will be in trouble.

This thorn named Ruan Yuan is bound to penetrate deeply into her heart until it becomes inflamed and festers.

So he immediately turned around and grabbed his shoulders to hold him back, but he didn't want to pull the thin sweater he was wearing to the side with a single force of his fingertips.

Ruan Yuan suddenly turned his head and stared at his exposed round white shoulders with an indescribable gloom in his gaze.

Two seconds later, he said coldly, "...Mr. Su, what do you mean?"

Su Ling just stared at his shoulder in a daze, her full red lips were slightly parted, the surprise in her eyes was like a cup full of tea, which could be spilled out with a slight trembling, and her voice trembled, "You...you scar Where did the seal come from?"

His gaze moved down slightly, and he stopped at the light brown scar she was talking about.

However, this scar is not a complete large piece, but a small piece that is broken and cracked, like a mark left after being bitten by something with a distance of a few feet.

Ruan Yuan was silent for a few more seconds, then smiled suddenly, small pear dimples appeared on both sides of his cheeks, soft and sweet, but those slightly curved eyes were as dark as black holes, from which even a ray of light could not escape.

Seeing this, Su Ling panicked and let go of all the fingers holding his shoulder.

Pear dimples...he also has pear dimples...

"The memory is too long, I don't remember." Ruan Yuan's black hole-like eyes seemed to be able to slow down time when looking at her, and every word made her feel tortured.

She was so stared at by him that she stepped back step by step, and her slender high heels accidentally got caught in a crack in a wooden plank.

With a bang, she fell to the ground without any star image.

With a dazed gaze, she even forgot to tuck back the hem of her skirt, and her two fair legs just bent and stuck to the cold wooden floor.

In memory, that little child who was only three years old.

When he crazily bit his thin shoulder because he was abandoned by his biological father, he groaned, but he never cried or cried.

It wasn't until she tasted the rust and loosened her teeth in a daze that she realized that she had bitten her son's shoulders into two rows of deep tooth marks.

With trembling fingertips, they touched it lightly, "Xiaoyuan, don't you feel pain?"

But he just suppressed the tears in his eyes, and smiled sweetly at her, "As long as mom doesn't feel uncomfortable."

As long as... Mom doesn't feel bad...

At that moment, she broke down and cried.

Hold him firmly in her arms and promise: "Mom will treat you well in this life, it doesn't matter if there is no father."

"Okay, it doesn't matter if you don't have a father. When Xiaoyuan grows up, he will definitely become the strongest support for his mother! I won't make you cry again!"

He stretched out his small hand to wipe away her tears, always smiling obediently, like a little angel who accidentally fell from the sky.

The dew-like coldness invaded the skin on his legs, and Su Ling trembled violently, touching his own face.

The feeling of being wiped away by my son seems to be still there...

But the tall boy in front of him just glanced at him with the cold gaze of looking down on an ant...

The next moment, Ruan Yuan pulled his thin sweater back to its original position.

Then he ran to the door quickly and opened the door suddenly.

But in the distance, only the crickets were left crying intermittently under the banyan tree.

The strange movement just now had long since disappeared in the evening wind.

But even so, his sight was still locked in one direction, and his footsteps moved forward with his heart.

But at this moment, a bodyguard came out and blocked his way, "Mr. Ruan Yuan, my wife hasn't allowed you to leave yet."

Ruan Yuan didn't answer for a moment, but kept staring ahead.

The bodyguard frowned, and couldn't help but looked over, but saw nothing, so he said stiffly, "Mr. Ruan Yuan, please cooperate."

Ruan Yuan suddenly looked away and looked at him.

The bodyguard shivered for no reason.

The boy in front of him was obviously still young and immature, but he was half a head taller than him, and the gaze he cast was still so aggressive.

It only reminded him of one sentence: Young people are awesome.

"Is there anything unusual outside just now?" Su Ling came out wearing a small coat, with a bad expression on her face.

"Report Ma'am, no." But between these two words, the bodyguard separated for a short half a second.

Su Ling understood and nodded, "The tea is finished, you can send him down the mountain."

"Don't bother, I can go by myself." Ruan Yuan directly refused, and walked down the path without looking back.

Su Ling waited until his back completely disappeared in the shade of the whirling tree before speaking again, "What happened just now?"

"Report to Madam, there seemed to be a fight in the distance just now."

"It seems?" She tightened her little coat, "You didn't check it in time?"

"Just as I was about to go, I suddenly heard movement in your house, so I didn't dare to leave."

"..." Considering that the first duty of a personal bodyguard must be to protect the employer first, she didn't say anything else, she just turned around and changed her high heels, and dragged them out again, "Let's go and check with me. "

"Yes."

Su Ling's residence was only about a hundred meters away from the suspected fight just now, so the two of them arrived there quickly.

But she stopped and poked the ramie bushes in front of her slightly with her hands, but found nothing.

However, a certain pile of fallen leaves on the inner soil did indeed leave some depression marks.

The bodyguard then followed the faint trace and walked over, poked his foot into the dark and stomped vigorously.

Then turned around: "It seems that there is no—"

"Someone." In the dark, there was an unfamiliar voice out of thin air, but it seemed to be in pain.

Su Ling was startled and almost bumped into the banyan tree behind him.

Seeing this, the bodyguard quickly withdrew in front of her, and sternly ordered to the person who couldn't figure out the details: "Come out!"

"Why do you have to be so vicious? The reason I'm still here is because I want to cooperate with Ms. Su Ling." The man gradually came out from the shadows, looking at his strong body like a thug.

"Cooperation? What kind of cooperation? What happened just now? You seem to be injured." Su Ling asked three times with a face, and finally pointed out that something was wrong with him.

"At the order of my second master, come over and discuss cooperation with Ms. Su Ling," the man slightly curled his lips, "As for the rest, it's not important."
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Shi Yi struggled in the wooden house for a long time, until the breathing of the people around him gradually stabilized, then he rolled over and sat up on the bed.

Then he put on his coat and shoes, picked up a small flashlight from the table, and tiptoed out.

According to memory, she returned to the top of the mountain by the same route from the mountainside, taking every step extremely carefully, for fear that she would slip and belch in the middle of the night.

Just like that, the mountain road usually only takes about ten minutes, but it took her half an hour to walk.

(End of this chapter)