Addicted to Love: Baby, be good

Sheng xinruo asked Chu Zhi, and Chu Zhi sent her away in a few words without any useful information.

It's said that Sheng Zhichong has returned to the official residence, so she has to call the official residence.

Sheng xijue's eyebrows were full of melancholy: "my father's condition is not very good When I came back, I was in a bad mood. Now I'm smashing things upstairs. "

Sheng xinruo is extremely surprised. So he must have suffered in those three days.

I think it's right. Chu Huaijin tried her best to get him into the detention house, just to punish him?

It's not easy for him to miss the chance.

She had pity on her brother. The man who had not suffered since childhood lived and suffered three days in the detention house.

She didn't know how to comfort him, so she asked Sheng xijue: "xijue, comfort your father well. Tell him that these hardships will not be in vain. Those who owe us will pay us double. "

"Auntie, who are you talking about?"

If Sheng xinruo covers her mouth and accidentally tells him too much, she quickly denies: "nothing, just like this, my aunt still has something to do, hang up first."

Smash everything you can in the bedroom.

Sheng Zhichong left the bedroom. He was already sweating. His hair was messy and his eyes were red as blood.

Come to the study and call the guards.

Sheng Xi was still worried about him, and followed the guards upstairs and into the study.

Sheng Zhichong sees him coming in, grabs the ashtray on his desk and smashes it, "you beast! Who let you in? "

This time, Sheng Xi never stood up and let him smash, but turned away from the ashtray.

He didn't understand what he had done wrong and made him angry.

"Father, if I do something wrong, you can tell me."

"You still have the face to ask me, think for yourself, what did you do wrong!"

Sheng Zhichong is not in the mood to pay attention to his little things now. He waves his hand and hates the cold scolding: "what are you still doing there? Get out!"

"OK, I'll go out." He nodded and left the study.

He also took the door with him.

The guard did not dare to breathe. Sheng Zhichong looked at him and said, "what are you flustered about?"

"I I didn't. "

"Nothing to shake without you, useless waste!"

Sheng Zhichong is so angry that the guards can't stop crying. But now, what scares the guards most is to face him alone.

He sat down in the big chair, with one hand on his forehead, and closed his eyes.

Within three seconds of closing his eyes, he opened them again.

From the bottom of my heart came the worries and fears, accompanied by disgusting disgust.

Like every minute and second of those three days, he dared not close his eyes.

I dare not sleep. I'm afraid that when I don't know, I will be picked up by that lousy person again.

"Ah..." He swept all the papers on his desk to the ground in a fit of rage.

The guard stepped back in an instant.

Sheng Zhichong points to him. "What are you afraid of?"

"I didn't, sir."

"No? What to hide without you, say! "

Sheng Zhichong suddenly rushed to him from around the desk, grabbed his collar with one hand, and pointed to the tip of his nose. His face was gloomy and cruel: "do you think I'm sick?"

The guard was confused. He couldn't understand why he said that. He shook his head hard. "Sir, I didn't. How can you feel sick... "

"Why not? Why don't you tell me? "