CEO, Hold On A Moment

What he asked instead was this sentence.

Abrupt, jumping.

Qiao Mu not from a Leng: "what?"

Tang BeiYao didn't give her a detailed explanation. He just let her go, stood up and added lightly I'm hungry. " His voice is low and cool, there is no anger and against, some, seems to be a helpless dispirited.

Then he turned

I went out.

…………

"Click!"

He took the door.

After the automatic lock, the bedroom was quiet again.

This

A strange silence.

Joe sat in bed for a while: she didn't know how long she had that dream So how long did she hold him and force him to stay before he felt hungry? These, she does not know.

She looked at the time on the bedside table.

Then she looked out of the window at the inky night

It's pattering outside. It seems that it's just beginning to rain.

Jomo wakes up.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, pulled a pair of slippers casually, took a deep breath, and went out quietly

…………

Downstairs.

"Gulu, Gulu..."

There is no one else in the Tang house. The whole main building is surprisingly quiet. Only the direction of the kitchen, vaguely came the sound of boiling.

Qiao Mu followed the sound and walked over -

Tang BeiYao was cooking in it.

Pot just opened, dense steam wrapped his tall figure. He put the ingredients in skillfully and naturally. After a little pause, he covered the pot and stopped to wait

"Hello." Joe called out to him.

Tang BeiYao turned around.

His face flashed a moment of consternation, but not because of her arrival, but because she would take the initiative to call him.

"What?" He asked by accident.

Jomo smiles. She never thought that one day she would be able to talk to him so calmly. She asked directly, slowly and clearly: "your biggest goal now is to stabilize Tangmen, right?"

If there is a "unique purpose"

She was quite sure that his purpose had nothing to do with her.

"So if you want to marry me, it's just the assistance of controlling Tangmen, isn't it?" Jomo went on. She didn't really need his answer.

She pauses and takes a deep breath -

"I want to get out of here." Jomo looked at him calmly. "I just want to marry the one I like and the one who likes me. If that person doesn't, then I don't want to get married all my life I won't cooperate with you, and you won't get what you want. "

So, "you either kill me or you let me go?"

She finished calmly and resolutely, waiting for Tang BeiYao's answer.

Only when she leaves here can she find the crux of all this, and perhaps find the possibility to solve all this. But when she stayed here, she could only face the despair of "Tang BeiYao", who was totally different all her life

This choice is imperative.

Tang BeiYao did not speak.

He turned around and continued to rummage through the contents of the pot. He couldn't see anything unusual in his movements, but the finger holding the spoon was in Jomo's blind spot, and he couldn't help tightening it

Joe waited five seconds.

He didn't get angry, and he didn't do it, so his default choice Is it the latter? He'll let her go?

"Thank you." Jomo clenched his fist and turned straight.

"Wait!" But just step out, she was stopped by him again. Tang BeiYao's voice came from behind It's raining outside In his voice, he was in a dilemma. I don't know what he meant?

"Then leave early tomorrow morning." Jomo did not want to answer, or the same "thank you", blocked his words.

She turned.

This time, instead of going to the bedroom upstairs, she went to the guest room on the first floor. For the last night here, it's better to stay away from him?

"Jomo!"

But as soon as he came to the living room, he stopped him. This time, Tang BeiYao chased out from the direction of the kitchen. In his heart, he was at a loss that he could not understand. He looked at her eyes, even a little flattering.

"Would you like something to eat?"

"No more."

"Where are you going?" Tang BeiYao asked obstinately.

Jomo pursed his lips: he asked now? Or after tomorrow? He doesn't have any feelings for her, so why ask these questions again

"I..." Jomo wanted to remind him, but he was interrupted by the phone.

This is an internal telephone installed on the first floor. Usually, it is answered by a maid. Now there is no one else at home. This telephone sounds again and again, which is particularly harsh After a few seconds, Tang BeiYao answered the phone.Qiao Mu wanted to leave, but from the corner of his eye, he just saw the window of the living room -

there was a small light source, which was slowly approaching in this direction.

What's that?

No one will come in at night.

Jomo stepped forward. She didn't turn on the light in the living room. She just looked at the transparent window. By the faint light, she saw that in the gradually heavy rain curtain, someone was walking here with an umbrella, a flashlight, a black umbrella and a black suit

Who?

Tang BeiYao just got off the phone. Qiao Mu was trying to remind him that someone was visiting, but wait!

What did she see?

A subordinate tried to stop the person, but the person took out something, stabbed the subordinate, and then reached out to push The subordinate's body fell down. So the one in the hand Is it a knife?

"Someone..." Qiao Mu exclaimed. Seeing that the other party was approaching the gate, she anxiously motioned Tang BeiYao to look.

But in the middle of it, turn around

Tang BeiYao went to the door and opened it directly.

…………

Instant.

It belongs to the outside cold, humidity, rain All of them. Jomo walked over quickly. There was no time to stop him. He watched the man walk into the porch Tang BeiYao, like a good friend, gave him a place.

This man

I don't know Jomo.

And she's pretty sure she's never seen it.

"It was you who broke into the Tang house." Tang BeiYao's tone was flat and he asked casually. Obviously, the inside call he just received was about this.

The other side sneered.

Just his laughter made Jomo feel strange.

Then, the other side reached out and took off the hat of the raincoat completely

Jomo shivered.

She saw that man's skin, from the neck down, was black, carbonized and wrinkled It's not just horror, it's a familiarity that I don't want to admit. The same skin, she once met one in the dusty city.

That mysterious woman!

But this man

“…… This has never happened. " He spoke formally, his voice was hoarse, and his sharp eyes stopped on Jomo's face after searching in the room Is it because of her? "

Jomo frowned.

The second her eyes collided, she felt the other side's bad intentions.

Is he the "Mr. Jiang"?

"What you should focus on is Tangmen's affairs. Only after you have solved Tangmen can you walk with me at ease..." Mr. Jiang spoke slowly, like a teacher.

"What are you doing?" Jomo tried to stop it.

But Mr. Jiang ignored her.

Tang BeiYao also turned his back to her direction without looking back. He listened to Mr. Jiang's words and let the other party talk. At the same time, he took out a piece of black things and swayed in front of his eyes

"Tang BeiYao." Mr. Jiang's eyes suddenly turned cold and pointed to Qiao mu -

"kill her!"

He was ordered to guide the awakened without any oversight.