CEO's Unexpected Twins

Wen Shutong only had time to look at Huo Yanlin and was isolated outside.

At this critical moment, she could turn and leave to ask for help, but she didn't go.

She even calmly stood at the door and said, "I know it's you. Are you intentional?"

Across a door, there was no movement in it, only Huo Yanlin's repressed voice.

Wen Shutong went on without delay and said, "anyway, we've reached this point. Shouldn't we have a good chat?"

The voice fell, and it was still quiet inside that responded to her.

After waiting for a while, Wen Shutong thought that the people inside would probably ignore her, so he turned around and left.

At this time, the door opened from the inside, and a masked man appeared behind the door and nodded at her gently: "Miss Wen, please come in."

Without saying anything more, Wen Shutong turned and entered the room.

Huo Yanlin, who was still handsome and elegant when he entered the door just now, was a little embarrassed at this time.

There was still blood on his face that had not been wiped dry. He leaned weakly against the railing and grabbed the arm of his right hand with his left hand. There were scars on it!

His chest heaved violently, and his handsome facial features were lifeless at this time, with a feeling of exhaustion.

It took him less than three minutes to change from the cloud to this.

After opening the door for Wen Shutong, the man wearing the mask turned and disappeared.

But Wen Shutong can also recognize his back. This is a subordinate next to the God of death before.

"It seems it's really you. What do you mean?" Wen Shutong said to the void in the room, "where have my two children and my father-in-law gone? This is a horse farm and there are surveillance everywhere. Are you not afraid of the police catching up with you when you make trouble here?"

"It seems that my things really worked. Huo Yanlin was hurt like this. When you entered the room, you didn't check his situation?" A familiar voice of the God of death came from upstairs, "do you feel more and more obvious that you are indifferent to blood and human tragedy?"

"Since you want to talk to me, stand up and don't hide your head and tail. I don't like chatting like this." Wen Shutong still looked calm. "This will only make you look like a waste and have no responsibility."

"I know how to motivate." Death chuckled, but the tall figure appeared from the second floor, "but I just eat this set. It seems that we are still friends. You still know me."

Wen Shutong glanced at him coldly: "what do you want to do?"

"First answer me three questions and I'll tell you what I want to do. First, why didn't you run away just now? You have a chance to go." Death went down the stairs step by step and opened his mouth carelessly.

"Because I think they're all with you. It's no use for me to go." Wen Shutong had no expression on his face. "Even if I ran away, I might be caught back. Even if I managed to escape, everyone was in your hands, and I still lost more than I gained."

The God of death slapped his hand and smiled: "OK! I'm worthy of being interested at first sight. I'm just brave. Second, how can you guess it's mine?"

"There are traps everywhere in the room. Who else can there be except you?" Wen Shutong sneered.

"Well, that's the third one. If I remember correctly, your feelings for Huo Yanlin now should not be the feelings of husband and wife before. You ran away, and then played a fake play, and I killed him. Don't you want more things and stay for what?"

Death had reached Wen Shutong's face while he was talking. The silver mask was flashing cold light, and a pair of eyes stared at her like a knife.

Wen Shutong's face was still calm, and even a smile came from the corners of his mouth: "in fact, you have guessed, but now you still ask?"

"What did I guess?" The God of death pretended not to understand and tilted his head. "If you don't speak clearly, how can I understand it."

"I not only have no love for him, but also hate him very much. He has destroyed so many things of me. How can I say forgive and forgive and make up with him so soon?" Wen Shutong spoke calmly, but his voice was not mixed with a trace of emotion.

Huo Yanlin, who had half hung his head, raised his eyes almost inconceivably and looked in her direction.

Wen Shutong smiled defiantly at him: "sorry, you won't take it seriously after playing for so long?"

"..." Huo Yanlin opened his mouth and finally smiled angrily, "there's really you."

"Are you good at acting? As far as I know, I didn't send anyone to hurt you at all. The person who talked in the fire ladder to kill you was arranged by yourself?" Death stared at Wen Shutong with interest.

Wen Shutong looked calm: "yes."

"Then when you threatened you with my help, you pretended to be soft to him and asked him to take you home. During this time, you pretended to be moved and eliminated Huo Yanlin's suspicion a little bit?" Death continued to ask.

There was no default expression on Wen Tong's face.

Huo Yanlin's body trembled slightly, and his bloody eyelashes trembled, as if the world had collapsed at this moment.

The God of death lightly "tut" said: "I didn't expect and didn't expect that President Huo, who stirred the wind and cloud, would be played by women one day."

"Mr. Huo, why don't you say a word? Let me hear your current psychological thoughts?"

Huo Yanlin's hand tightened slightly, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end. He even refused to pay attention to Wen Shutong.

The God of death smiled carelessly and gestured to Wen Shutong: "sit here and let's have a good chat. Have a good chat. I'll let your child go."

After a pause, he confirmed to Wen Shutong with a strange look, "you are willing to stay. It should be to save the two children. After all, it's your own. Don't bet me on the wrong treasure."

"The two of them are one of the reasons why I stay." Wen Shutong said calmly, "in addition, I want to know where my missing memory comes from. Since you have been trying to recall my memory, it means you must know something."

"Alas, I can't hide anything from you." The God of death shook his head pretending to be distressed. "Why do you always surprise me so much? I can't put it down. If other women are half as smart as you, why should I waste so much time on you?"

Wen Shutong smiled but said nothing.

She sat on the sofa in the living room with death, as if Huo Yanlin didn't exist.

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