Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

In that dream, she knew that ting, the king of arms, who was very active in the underworld, was actually Yu Jinhuai's senior brother and was once the proud disciple of the old minister of national security.

"Of course I'm here for something." Flower language way, "but see you, I would like to ask you to help do something."

Shen listens to the exaggeration of his acting skills and laughs vaguely: "what else can Yu Jinhuai of your family not satisfy you, but come to me?"

Flower language:.... "

Shen listens to this person's cheap mouth is not a day or two days, Hua Yu comforts himself not to be angry, way: "some things, I don't want him to know."

I'm afraid he'll dirty his eyes.

Everything in her last life is terrible. It is the deepest and darkest nightmare in Huayu's heart. She doesn't want to be known by anyone, let alone Yu Jinhuai.

Shen tin looked at her two eyes and said with a playful smile, "OK, you look so pitiful. I promised you. What's the matter?"

……

Mo Yuanhan has lost his brilliance in the wind entertainment conference room for a hundred days. He sat alone in the dark and narrow interrogation room, his wrist was handcuffed, and he hung his head and did not know what he was thinking.

Got the captain's order, send flower language to the small pieces urge also dare not disturb, after the person was sent to leave.

Huayu didn't go in immediately, but stood by the door, bent up two fingers and knocked on the glass door.

Mo Yuan Han raised his head when he heard the voice, and gradually reflected the appearance of flower language in his eyes. He sneered: "are you satisfied?"

The flower language Mou Guang appreciates this pair of despondent appearance of him to look back and forth for a long time, this just way: "I am not satisfied."

"I've become this way, aren't you satisfied?" Mo Yuanhan's face is ferocious. It seems that he wants to stand up and look for flowers. However, he is firmly and solidly handcuffed on the chair and can't even stand up.

Hua Yu slowly walked into the interrogation room, sat down opposite Mo Yuanhan and said lazily, "have you become this way You mean you've lost your power, your wealth, your reputation, your future? This is certainly not enough. "

Mo Yuanhan looks at the man who is close to him.

Mingming has known her for several years. At this moment, he seems to have never known her.

When did she get all over the body? When did the trust in him fade away?

But it is undeniable that Mo Yuanhan knows that up to now, he is still irresistible to flower language.

His dry lips moved and whispered, "whisper, I'm sincere..."

Flower language raised eyebrows, "really like me? It doesn't have to be. I just feel sick. "

"You asked me a question before."

Hua Yu smiles and looks at Mo Yuanhan: "you ask me, how did you offend me I can tell you now. "

"You owe me too much, Mo Yuanhan." Flower language whispered: "when I just came back, I almost wanted to kill you and Han Qiyue directly. Only by peeling off your skin and removing bones can I solve my only hatred But then I thought that it would be too cheap for you. Of course, you should experience the pain I have experienced, so that you can know how much pain I had

"Don't you like me? Just feel it with me. "

There is no empathy in this world. If the needle doesn't stick to others, they never know how painful it is.

Then she'll stick this steel needle into someone else.

Mo yuan was confused: "what are you talking about? What can't die? "

Flower language way: "you don't worry, after you die, I will take good care of your mother."

Mo Yuanhan knew that he had been charged with intentional homicide. He had better be sentenced for an indefinite period. Hearing this, he immediately opened his eyes: "Huayu! You lunatic! What do you want to do to my mother? "

Flower language chuckles: "crazy? Yes, I've been crazy for a long time. "

If I hadn't met Yu Jinhui, I would have been more crazy.

She smiles with a smile of unknown meaning, gets up and leaves the interrogation room. Mo Yuanhan shouts in a hoarse voice: "flower language! What do you want for me! Don't do it to my mother! You lunatic! Madman

Hua Yu turned a deaf ear and urged Xiaoduan: "I don't think his spirit is very normal."

Xiaoduan didn't know what the status of this beautiful little sister was. She didn't dare to speak. She just squeezed out a word "um".

Hua Yu looks at the sky outside, and turns to see Han Qiyue.

Han Qiyue is more calm. She just sneers at Hua Yu and doesn't say anything. Hua Yu squints her eyes and says, "sister, your lesson will come soon."

Han Qiyue instinctively felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out how Hua Yu could do to herself. She said coldly, "I tell you, I have nothing to do with this matter. Finally, the matter of Xu Yanyan is revealed. I have a commercial crime You want to kill me

Flower language smile, did not speak, light drift away.

This attitude made Han Qiyue feel nervous.……

Shen tin walked into his office and threw a plastic lighter in front of Hua Yu. "I've arranged it, but I have to warn you, don't play too much, or I won't finish well."

At this time, most of the people have already finished work. Although the lights of the Municipal Public Security Bureau are still bright, the needle can be heard and no voice is heard.

Hua Yu put the lighter into his pocket and said faintly, "I have a sense of propriety."

Shen listened lazily sitting on the office chair and said, "I don't think you have a sense of propriety Take the liberty to ask, what's your enmity with Mo Yuanhan

Hua Yu's left finger touched the hot dice of the tentacle and laughed: "he destroyed me, I just give back the full amount."

……

Mo Yuanhan did not expect to see flower language at night.

Because when Hua Yu was about to leave, he didn't feel sleepy at all, but his brain was already exhausted. When he saw the flower language, he thought it was his own illusion.

Hua Yu looked at him, playing with something, and slowly approached him. Mo Yuanhan was just about to speak. Hua Yu had already moved quickly to point his dumb acupoint. He did not learn from Rong Xiu, but was unable to teach himself.

Mo Yuan Han suddenly lost his voice.

Flower language murmured to herself: "whether it's your confession or your abuse, I don't want to hear it."

"Mo Yuanhan, from today on, we are entangled in the hatred between the two lives and write off the whole thing."

With a click, the lighter was ignited, and Huayu released his hand. The lighter fell on the floor, and the wooden floor was coated with a layer of loose wax. When he saw the fire, a huge fire broke out in an instant.

Mo Yuanhan knew what Huayu wanted to do. He glared with horror and blood covered his eyes. The crazy woman wanted to burn him alive!