CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

Late at night, in a room of mikai's house.

Lying in bed, Jiang Rumo, who was hurt all over, woke up slowly. His fingers moved and immediately woke up Jiang ruting, who was guarding next to her.

Jiang ruting stayed by her side. She was so tired that she fell asleep. Only one hand always held her finger tightly. Therefore, Jiang Rumo moved and she woke up.

"Sister, how's it going? Does it still hurt?" Jiang ruting excitedly got up and approached her and asked, with nervous eyes and a happy smile.

Jiang Rumo shook his head with a smile, laboriously raised his hand and patted the back of her hand. "It's all right," he whispered

After being unconscious for so long, her voice was dumb. Jiang ruting hurriedly took the water cup on the cabinet and tried the temperature. It was just poured before she fell asleep. At the moment, the temperature was just right. She took a small spoon and carefully scooped several spoons to moisten Jiang Rumo's cracked lips, frowning: "Sister, you finally woke up. I was scared to death when I saw that you were hurt all over. Fortunately, the doctor said you were all traumatic and nothing serious. You really scared me to death..."

Jiang Rumo shook his head, motioned her not to drink water, smiled and touched Jiang ruting's small face. He said in a hoarse voice, "what are you afraid of, how can you become more and more timid."

Jiang ruting held her hand. Her heart hung from the news of Jiang Rumo's injury. At the moment, seeing that she finally got better, the heart was settled. She shook her head without explaining. She just smiled and said, "it's good, sister, we have escaped from the devil's cave, and we can start a new life in the future. It's good..."

Looking at her so happy, Jiang Rumo's heart sank. His eyes were dim for a moment. Is there a new life?

How could it be? They're still in hell.

She frowned, pretended to be nothing and asked, "rutin, where are the others? Where's ningjiwei?"

Jiang ruting paused for a moment, pursed his lips and said, "Mr. Ning has gone back, sister, what are you looking for him?"

"Of course there's something," Jiang Rumo said with a smile. "He saved my sister's life. How can I say it's all right."

What she said was reasonable, but the smile always made Jiang ruting feel that there was something else. She frowned slightly and opened her mouth to say something, but before she made a sound, Jiang Rumo cut off her words and asked, "by the way, what happened to me in my coma these two days? Can you tell me?"

"These two days..." Jiang ruting's eyes flickered slightly. In Jiang Rumo's eyes, he hesitated, "I've always been here with you, so I don't know much."

"Don't know? Ah." Jiang Rumo saw her mind at a glance and said with a bitter smile, "it seems that even my own sister can't trust me now."

"No, sister, I......"

As soon as Jiang Rumo was sad, Jiang ruting immediately shook his head in a hurry to explain. Only half of what he said, he saw Jiang Rumo raise his hand and say, "just, I don't embarrass you. Don't say it if you don't want to."

Anyway, even if she doesn't have to borrow Jiang ruting's mouth, she will know soon.

———

On the empty flat floor, Eugene Yan stood silently in front of the French window, with three people kneeling behind him.

"Lord." three low voices sounded at the same time, with hidden fear in respect.

"Tell Zhao Xu that he can start preparing for action." Eugene Yan held his chest in his hands, stared at the scenery outside the window, and said in a deep voice a moment later.

"Yes."

"In addition, find a way to bring Shazhi and Mo Xiujin back to me." he slightly hooked the corner of his lips and stood because of the backlight, with a smile on his face as if Shura were alive.

"Yes." the three answered again.

Orders were issued in quiet rooms one by one, like many small stones left in the dark, and invisible ripples began to wave. No one except him saw the huge waves that were about to set off

……

In the dungeon.

Sara leaned weakly against the corner of the wall. Compared with her yesterday, she didn't know how many times she was miserable at this time. Her face was gray and her hair was messy. Her whole appearance was not even as good as Jiang Rumo, who was seriously injured.

She closed her eyes slightly and breathed weakly and slowly. In this quiet and inaudible dungeon, she looked like a dead man and could not see a trace of life.

The sound of heavy footsteps rang out, and brought back echoes, which made SA Luo barely lift his eyelids.

Across the dungeon, ha Mu frowned and looked at her calmly, with a trace of doubt and worry in his eyes.

"How are you?" Ha Mu looked at her and asked.

SA Luo shook his head and smiled bitterly. His voice was very low and slow. He said weakly, "do you think I look good?"

It doesn't look good at all

Ha Mu was silent for a while, pursed his lips and said, "don't face them. As long as you say what you know, they won't embarrass you."

"Ah..." the man leaning against the wall smiled, like hearing some childish joke. His eyelids dropped slowly, closed his eyes and sighed, "I'm afraid it's useless."

"What do you mean? What's useless?" Ha Mu frowned.

"It means..." SA Luo paused for a moment, and seemed to slow down. "Even if they don't embarrass me, I can't live."

Ha Mu's face changed for a moment. He stood there staring at her. Looking at the life force in front of him from such a close distance, he seemed to be watching talilina dying, and he... Couldn't do anything.

He sank his eyes, felt a pain in his heart, stubbornly shook his head and said, "no, why can't you live? As long as you want to live, you can always live."

Sara pulled the corners of her mouth, and a faint smile spilled over her face. She looked particularly sad and desperate in such an environment. She said word by word: "can't you see?"

"What?"

"I'm not a normal person for a long time," Sura said. "I want to live. I can't live without Eugene Yan's medicine every day. Now the" nutrient "has been cut off for two days, and I'm about to die."

It's like an elaborate artificial flower. It must live in a nutrient dish every day, or it will wither quickly.

For a moment, ha Mu's black eyes trembled fiercely. It seemed that he was going to lower the water. He shook his head and couldn't set the channel: "how... How is it possible?"

"Hehe, what's impossible for this face and for that woman to live?" her hoarse voice rang slowly, like a sigh or irony, like muttering to herself and explaining to hammu, "you always say I'm not her, say she's dead, I'm alive, but in fact... I'm also dead."

She chuckled. Finally, she whispered, "everyone... In the final analysis, it's no different."