Broken Love: Satan,Leave Me Alone

The old man did not hide his dislike, "everything in your dream club is good. Why did you find a murderer as an employee? She... "

They pushed aside the private room and went in, and their voices were cut off.

At the beginning of hearing these remarks, she would be angry, angry and aggrieved, but she would get used to it.

"This..." Suddenly, a pair of women's shoes appeared in front of her, "take this one with you."

What was thrust into the hands of the evening, she did not even have the opportunity to push off, Ren Xiaoya ran away.

She unfolded her hand and there was a business card lying in it.

Ren Xiaoya.

Departure law firm.

*

the general manager's office of dream club.

He Hanchuan sat on the sofa with his long and straight legs folded together. The sunlight fell on him through the window. The white shirt collar made a faint shadow on his neck, adding a bit of mystery.

Menglan skillfully brews good tea and carries it to him. She picked on the corner of her eyes, lazy sexy mixed with a bit of caution, "you and Miss Jiang things, I pour some do not understand."

He Hanchuan looked at her, picked up the tea and sipped it.

"If you care about her, I don't usually see you give her any good face." Menglan stopped for a moment and saw that he was not angry, and then slowly said: "you don't care about her. It's been two years since you hit her late, and you are still starting for her."

The fragrance of tea is rich and refreshing.

He Hanchuan blows the tea and sips it gently. His posture is elegant and precious.

When Menglan thought he would not open his mouth, he suddenly asked, "who said that I was standing out for qingran?"

"Isn't it?" Menglan eyebrows slightly pick, magnificent facial features mixed with not very obvious doubts.

But there was no response this time.

He Hanchuan put down the tea cup, deep eyes fell on her, "nothing to do?"

"How can I, such a large club, if you didn't come to entertain you for a while, I didn't even have the time to drink water." Meng LAN Jiao laughed, picked up the teacup, filled it up again, and changed the topic, "today, Zhou Miao came to see me."

He Hanchuan takes over the tea cup, and his bony fingers and pale blue tea cup complement each other, which has a kind of unspeakable beauty.

He looked at his hand, the palm of his hand, which was dripping with blood in the evening, wrinkled his brow almost invisible.

"She said that she had stomach trouble last night, her knees were all injured, and she worked for more than ten hours every day. She was worried that she couldn't stand it." Menglan sat on the other side of the sofa, leaning on it like a cat. "I don't want to cause any casualties. I'm trying to reduce the workload for the evening. What do you think?"

"Ask me about such trifles. I don't think you need to be the general manager of the dream club." He Hanchuan didn't come. He felt a little agitated. He raised his hand, loosened his tie, and stood up and walked out.

When he came to the door, he stopped and said in a cold voice, "send some medicine to the past. She is not qualified to die."

With that, he went out the door.

Menglan waves of peach blossom eyes flash a touch of interest, tut, is not qualified to die or reluctant to die?

*

staff canteen.

In the evening, she only had time to rush back to the dormitory to change clothes and have lunch. The 15 minute lunch break was over. She didn't even have time to rest.

She rubbed her aching legs like lead, and walked out with her cleaning tools.

I don't know when such a day will end.

Several people who have just come to dinner see her and murmur --

"I remember the lunch break is two hours. Why does she go to work at 12:15 every time?"

"I know that she used to be a welcome lady, but later she offended people and was transferred to be a cleaner. She has to work more than ten hours a day."

"And she's still here?"

Lin Tiantian just came over and said in a high voice, "what do you know? People have seduced several rich people in recent days. If you can become a rich wife, what is the suffering now? They call it "flexing and stretching!"

Listening to this, many people in the canteen look at the evening, or disdain or ridicule or indifference, only a few eyes pity.

"Bah, a murderer still wants to fly to a branch and become a Phoenix. He doesn't pee to see what he looks like, daydreaming!" Lin Tiantian spits towards the evening, his eyes full of disdain and disdain.

Looking down at the saliva on the shoes in the evening, the lines of the back were tight, and the fists were unconsciously contracted, loosened, and then tightly clenched together.

The wound in the palm of her hand cracked again, and the blood trickled on the ground along her rough hand with thin cocoon. Unwilling, angry and forbearance collided and tore at the bottom of her heart, fighting for sovereignty.

"Not happy?" Lin Tiantian came up to her, stretched out his index finger, and almost arrogantly ordered a few times on her chest, "if you have the ability, you can spit back Ah

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly raised the mop in the evening and covered her face with black water stains that had wiped the ground.The onlookers were stunned.

Lin Tiantian's facial features are blocked. She breathes, and there is a smell that makes her want to vomit.

She waved her hands and tried to remove the mop, but she didn't lift it for a long time. She shrieked and yelled, "in the evening, you shameless bitch, bitch, let me go!"

Bang!

Almost when her voice just fell to the ground, she kicked her knee in the evening, and she staggered and knelt directly in front of the evening.

The mop also fell to the ground.

Lin Tiantian raised a face full of sewage. When he was about to scold, he was facing up to the night's eyes. He was dark and cruel, like a brute being violated.

All the words were in her throat. Somehow she got a layer of goose bumps, and her back couldn't stop getting cold.

But when she looked closely, the evening was still the same as usual, with a light look, as if it was just her illusion.

"Don't forget I'm a murderer." Later, he picked up the mop and didn't look at her. He took the mop out of the canteen, but stood outside the door and didn't leave immediately.

A moment later, a burst of unexplained sighing broke out in the quiet canteen, and some people were laughing at Lin Tiantian, who was plastered with a mop, and said anything.

"A murderer is a murderer. I didn't dare to say anything just now because of the ferocity

"It's better to stay away from her in the future. Who knows when she wants to kill."

"Sister Menglan is also really. It's not good to recruit anyone. I have to recruit a murderer. It's frightening. I must bring an electric stick when I come to work in the future."

"But Lin Tiantian deserves it. Neither of them is a good thing. Today, at best, is a dog biting a dog."

"When I saw a mop of cloth paste on Lin Tiantian's face, I felt quite cheerful. Lin Tiantian did not stop teasing me about my rights and wrongs."

Lin Tian Tian's face is green, red and white, which is more wonderful than the palette. She stood up on the ground, gnashing her teeth.

Sooner or later, she will come back!

At the door, I listened to their comments in the evening, and pulled my lips, laughing sarcastically and bitterly.

She can't take off the label of murderer in her life. Even if she is forced to fight back, she will become the fault party because of the three words "murderer".

She seems to be a dirty thing that everyone can't avoid

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