After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

A straight long leg kicked the woman in front of him to the ground. The man stepped towards Nanhuang, staring at her with his deep eyes. "Are you ok?"

She hadn't used her right hand since she emerged from the cubicle.

Rong Wuye was sensitively aware that Nanhuang's right hand might be injured.

"I'm fine." Nanhuang looked at Ye Xinyao, "Feng, I still have to deal with things here."

After saying that, Nanhuang frowned slightly again sensitively.

She had a strange feeling, as if there was a pair of eyes staring at her secretly from the moment she stepped onto the stage.

She looked around quietly, and there seemed to be two tall men in the woods.

But when he looked back, the shadows of the two men were gone again.

Is it an illusion? No, not possible.

"Bao'er, you don't need to do these dirty jobs here." Rong Wuye took Nanhuang's right hand. Nanhuang's right hand was stiff, and the man's eyes darkened again.

He looked at Yang Bo, who was already busy on the phone.

Rong Wuye put down her right hand and took her left hand, then picked up her painting and walked down the steps. "It's such a beautiful afternoon. How nice it is to bask in the sun with me in the manor. You have to come to school to find fault. Let's go home."

"Don't go back to the manor!" Nanhuang said quickly.

She has stayed in the manor for three days and three nights, and now she doesn't want to go anywhere.

"Where are you going if you don't go back to the manor?"

"Why did you come to school?" Nanhuang asked.

"I miss you." Rong Wuye said without any shyness, "I miss my baby, so I came to take a look. What's wrong? Besides, if you hadn't come, you could have seen the little thing's "Love" ?”

When we arrived under a maple tree, there were not many people nearby. Rong Wuye then put down the painting and checked her right hand.

His face was gloomy. "How's your hand?"

Nanhuang didn't want him to worry, so he said, "I just got some anesthetic, and I'll be fine in a few hours."

Rong Wuye looked at her face carefully, and after confirming that she was not lying, he said: "Be careful when you face people with such evil intentions in the future."

Nanhuang nodded. "Um."

The man pulled her left hand, pushed the hair from her temples behind her ears, wiped the paint on her pink cheeks with his rough fingers, and couldn't help but smile fondly: "Little cat."

She was so involved in painting that her face was covered with red and green paint, making her playful and cute.

The man ticked her little nose, and Nanhuang nuzzled it.

The man smiled and said, "You can't drive now? I'll take you for a ride."

Rong Wuye took Nanhuang's hand and led her into his car.

In the car, Rong Wuye turned his head to look at the little things around him while driving.

Nanhuang was still angry with him and huddled together alone.

Rong Wuye smiled and said, "I originally wanted to take you out for a big dinner tonight. But the cooks at home have been busy all day preparing snail noodles for us. It's okay not to eat it."

"But my dear, I don't want to go back to the manor. Then let's find a place where we can eat snail noodles. Xicheng Garden, a private restaurant, or some other place? You can choose any one."

Nanhuang glanced at him and asked, "You haven't been to the company for several days, right?"

"It doesn't matter. Even if you don't make money anymore from today on, I still have enough money to ruin you for a lifetime."

Nanhuang huddled in his seat and said, "Then go to the company."

"Going to the company?" Rong Wuye paused slightly and said reluctantly: "Really going to the company?"

Nanhuang nodded. "Well, let's go to the company."

Someone else's girlfriend wishes her boyfriend could spend more time with her. His girlfriend is very different.

On the first day of their relationship, she asked him to take her to the company without telling her, and then she would just keep an eye on him and pursue his career if anything happened.

God knows, Mr. Rong Wu, who has a girlfriend, doesn’t want to have a career at all!

Rong Wuye reluctantly drove the car to the office building. Nanhuang took a laptop and went to play with it. Rong Wuye could only sit in his boss chair and work.

Yang Bo's call came over.

"Fifth Master, where are you?"

Rong Wuye replied in a bad tone: "Where can I be? I'm back at the company, going to work."

Yang Bo was stunned for a while. He asked suspiciously: "Fifth Master...are you...so self-conscious?"

Rong Wuye was speechless. He said impatiently: "You have something to say."

"There is indeed something." Yang Bo said, "Our people were originally going to take Ye Xinyao to the police station."

Rong Wuye turned the boss' chair slightly and asked, "There was an accident?"

"Well, Ye Xinyao was kidnapped."

…

In a small dark room, Ye Xinyao was tied to a high-backed right-angle stool that was uncomfortable to sit on. Her eyes were covered with black cloth, and her mouth was roughly stuffed with a ball of rags. Her right hand was tied with a rope to a wooden bar and stretched out.

There were some faint sounds. It seemed that a chair was placed in front of it, and someone seemed to sit on it.

Even if she didn't see it directly, Ye Xinyao could feel the terrifying aura.

Faintly, a deep male voice sounded: "Crap her right hand."

"I understand, Master. We are the best at this kind of thing."

Destroyed her right hand? Someone wants to cripple her right hand? ! ! ! !

who is it? ? who is it? ! ! !

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Ye Xinyao struggled wildly.

The iron door opened, and several men walked in with dozens of silver needles each.

"Don't blame us, if you do, I can only blame you for touching someone you shouldn't!"

"Well!………………"

Who will save me, who will save me!

…

Rong Wuye looked at Nanhuang, who was holding a laptop at the side and repeatedly checking the surveillance.

Regarding the last case of the theft of the Rong Group's plan, although the losses were within the acceptable range of Rong Wuye and Nanhuang, public opinion was guided, Nanhuang was framed, and he indeed suffered actual visible losses.

Nanhuang wanted to find out the murderer behind this incident.

But this man was obviously fully prepared. Mobile phones and mobile phone cards are all disposable. No fingerprints remained, and even the place where the phone was discarded escaped all company surveillance.

At this moment, Secretariat Miao Yuan received the message and came to deliver coffee, two cups of coffee, one without sugar and one with three-point sugar.

Miao Yuan carried the coffee to the top floor. After she handed the sugarless coffee to Master Rong Wu, she handed another cup of coffee to Nanhuang.

Miao Yuan saw Nanhuang checking the company's surveillance system, glanced at him contemptuously, and then left.

No matter how beautiful she is, she is still an incompetent embroidered pillow. Master Wu will get tired of such embroidered pillows in a short time.

After Miao Yuan left, Nanhuang picked up the coffee and took a sip, frowning slightly.

The coffee, which was supposed to have 30% sugar, was extremely sweet and extremely hot to the mouth.

That plan theft. Have the employees of Rong Group become so dissatisfied with her?

Rong Wuye didn't know what was going on in the coffee shop. He once again received a call from Yang Bo.

Yang Bo: "Fifth Master."

"Is it about Ye Xinyao?"

Yang Bo quickly said: "Yes, Fifth Master, Ye Xinyao was sent to the police station. The people at the police station said that Ye Xinyao's right hand was completely disabled. Can you guess how it was disabled?"

"Say something quickly!" Rong Wuye said impatiently.

Yang Bodao: "It was punctured with anesthetic silver needles. It is said that it may have been punctured more than a thousand times."

Rong Wuye's eyes were deep. He raised his eyes and glanced at Nanhuang.

Yang Bo continued: "Look, Fifth Master, does it look like someone is trying to stand up for the eldest lady?"