Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Havila sat bored on the sofa and looked through Lu Jingshen's introduction.

She was not much interested, but his face made her pay more attention.

There are few such coldness. It seems that they are not people in the world at all. They are obviously handsome, but the thick cool and thin eyebrows, with innate indifference, refuse people thousands of miles away.

Compared with havila's boredom and indifference, bishop was much more anxious. The ants on the hot pot generally kept asking the doctor.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the corridor. Bishop hurried out of the Department and saw the men followed by the two bodyguards.

The face is as delicate as a knife, and the handsome eyebrows are like the bright stars in the night sky, especially the thin lips.

He was a little tired, but he still couldn't hide his innate indifference and dignity.

This is a man as delicate and handsome as a porcelain doll, and it seems to be an iceberg that has not melted for thousands of years.

Bishop's pupils contracted slightly. This face... Always felt a little familiar, but I had never heard of him at all.

Bishop was also extremely sure that they didn't know each other at all.

"Are you... Mr. Lu Jingshen?"

"Draw blood." Lu Jingshen didn't say much. When he received the call, he was overwhelmed with loss. He wanted to hang up, but the other party couldn't help saying that their patients were about to lose their support

Although Lu Jingshen has a weak nature, he is not a man who can't help himself.

Then, havila came out of the Department and just saw the man who turned around. His back was extremely tall and straight.

I can't see his face.

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In the dark room, dark gray curtains were pulled high and mysterious scarlet carpet.

There was no light, only the court Candlestick lit on the nearby round table danced with dim and unknown fire.

The slender and tall man sat in a group of dark blue sofas with a tight and oppressive face. There was a narrow low pressure in the whole room

He's like an air conditioner. There's a cold wind within five meters.

Especially when he returned to the manor, he saw the bodyguard lying at the door of the villa, and immediately understood what had happened!

Especially when he saw that the bodyguard broke the monitoring line, all the screens were dark

His rage was immediately conceivable!

"Young master..."

The horse pushed the door in, white gloves, holding a wooden tray in his hand, which was a bullet stained with blood and a pistol.

The angry lion heard the sound. When he looked up, it seemed that there was a red flame burning from hell!

"This bullet was made in Britain. The bullet is made of pure copper shell, which is undoubtedly the habit of the Oriental family. The bullets of the Lu family are usually made of silver shell. There is a fundamental distinction in this regard, but the bullet is soaked with poison. After expert testing, the poison is GK-02. The ancient poison developed by the Lu family in 1856 is killed when it is shot -"