Will You Die if You Don’t Pretend to be Forced?

Yan eleven turned and left again.

The person who stayed in place looked at her back lonely, squatting on the ground for a long time and would not move.

[Son, I will ask you, is your father good? Once again, Jing Ranran, who had escaped with an affectionate confession, called the system triumphantly.

System 1314: [...]

[Don’t rush to worship me, Dad has something more powerful. 】Jing Ranran brags without blushing and heartbeat.

System 1314 is thinking hard, next time this woman's task must be handed over to the boss.

The general system can't resist this evildoer.

Ten minutes later, she looked around at the guards around her, and pointed her finger towards one of them:

"come here."

There was a bit of amazement on the man's face. He looked around at the people around him, and said "unlucky" in his heart. This Miss Jing can bear a grudge, she must have remembered the fact that she ran to the boss to inform her before.

Based on the subtle relationship between the boss and her now, it is said that it is locked up, but the delicious and well-dressed ones are not too small, and I still know how to suffer in the future.

Thinking about returning, he walked up to Jing Ranran's face without showing up, and saw a white and thin hand passed to him, and the owner of the hand smiled and said to him:

"Thank me, my legs are numb."

man:…? ? ? ?

Just when he thought that Jing Ranran had a bad memory and had forgotten the previous one, he stood up and moved his hands and feet. The girl with smooth blood floated out a leisurely sentence: "You were the one who ran to inform you before?"

The man waited for her for a long time, only to find that the girl seemed to be okay, and began to do radio gymnastics on the spot.

man:…? ? ? What kind of style is this eldest lady?

The man who was stunned by Jing Ranran's honey brain circuit froze for a long time before remembering that he should take this person back to the room.

"Miss Jing, please go back with us."

The girl in the blue dress is only in her early twenties, and she looks very silly and sweet when she does exercises. Hearing the man's question, she smiled and shook her head.

The man leaned forward calmly, and several people around gradually surrounded her. The one who helped her up at the beginning said without any emotion:

"Miss Jing, please don't make it difficult for us."

"Zhan Er." Jing Ranran's right index finger touched the man's nose through the emptiness, and called out his most commonly used name.

After a pause, her fingers moved, and she clicked on the faces of several men around her one by one, and said their names.

She had met some of them, who had worked under the hands of the Lin family before, and some of them had been newly acquired by Yanling later, and she had never seen them before—but the names were exactly the same.

"Have you forgotten something? I am Jing Ranran on this site. When did I get to the point where you have to agree to do something?" The woman put her hands around her chest, raised her chin slightly, her black eyes filled with contempt. With arrogance, the corners of his lips are curved with irony.

The men glanced at each other, and saw each other's eyes with a little stunned and helpless.

"If you want to watch me, you can, let Yan Eleven come in person." Jing Ranran said blankly.

It seemed that the person who was scared out of the window on the third floor with sweaty palms and red eyes in front of Yan Ling was not her.

Zhan Er thought in his heart, "I'm just a prisoner at one level, why are so many young ladies temperamental", and wanted to go up and forcibly pull Jing Ranran back into the room.

Raising her hand to pat Zhan Er's hand, the woman looked at the people around her, and raised her voice slightly so that everyone in the garden could hear:

"What? I don't think I'm the Lin family eldest now, so I dare to be presumptuous in front of me with all the monsters? How about I make a bet with everyone present today?"

The woman paused for a moment after speaking, and the breeze blew the shoulder-length black hair beside her ear to the side of her face. She raised her hand and pulled the strand of hair behind her ear, revealing a sweet and lovely smile, but uttered threatening words:

"Let’s bet—I, the captive-captive, has three longs and two shorts here. Will Yan Eleven let you take your lives to pay for it?"

Seeing the figures of several men around them stopped in place, she smiled at them with dark eyes again, curled her lips, and asked briskly:

"A few big brothers want to try?"

They looked at each other, not knowing what to do next.

Zhan Er was not afraid of her threat, and immediately stepped forward again, wanting to ignore the woman's threat and continue his actions.

"It seems that this eldest brother feels that his status is higher than mine—" The woman nodded clearly.

"Second, wait!" The person next to him grabbed Zhan Er, shook his head at him, winked at several people around, and both of them exited the encirclement together and went to where Yan Ling was.

"Big Brother can do things~" The woman raised her eyebrows on the spot, sighed in a leisurely tone, and watched them go away.

Yan eleven, where do you want to escape so easily?

The system 1314 watched the play very dazedly: [Are you okay to act so finely? 】

[Of course, the wayward, domineering, arrogant and arrogant eldest lady, but in front of truly powerful people, she will persuade me. Isn't my roleplay perfect? ] Jing Ranran replied confidently.

System 1314: ...if you don't accept it, you will be convinced.

Zhan Er, who was being pulled to Yanling's place, slapped his elder brother's hand unhappily, and complained unhappily: "Who does she think she is! The boss left her with only a momentary softheartedness, and he shook his face with me!"

Hearing what he said, the man next to him slapped him on the head:

"It's just that you are so stunned that you know that you are loyal? Listen to my brother, don't mix things with this woman and the boss. Has she made less trouble these days? Have you seen the boss touched her? Is the person still still? Live well?"

Zhan Er touched his head, froze for a long time, then replied with afterthought: "It seems to be..."

The big brother next to him looked at him so stupidly that he was heartbroken: Oh my stupid brother, you can't even survive a title song in a TV series.

Yan Ling listened to what Jing Ranran had said before from the mouths of the two of them, looked at the white and black words on hand, and turned the pen in her right hand a few times between her fingers.

There was a slight smile in his eyes, and after a long time, he gave a faint word:

"Then bring her here, I don't think you can bring her down."

After the two responded, they turned and left. The man who had persuaded Zhan Er before murmured in his heart:

We thought, the problem is that if you put on such a conniving attitude, you wouldn't dare to take our 100 guts.

Jing Ranran followed them in the direction of Yanling, while looking at the people he saw along the way, until he was about to walk to the door, he couldn't help but utter a "Hey" in his heart.

[Single system, it's terrible, I'll make a calculation, all those who do this job are dead soon-have you found out? 】

[Not found. ] The system 1314 stubbornly replied.

I have heard from 04 before that this person is like a life and death book, and everyone knows his fate.

To be honest, it is unbelievable.

[But the interesting thing is that only the Li Bo I saw in the room that day, he can actually support his life, do you think magic is not magic? 】Jing Ranran continued to talk about the topic to induce the system to chat with herself.

[What's this? No one stipulates that all Yan Ling's subordinates must live and die with her, right? ] The system is still indifferent.

[Hey, this is the problem—why is everyone destined to be a dog with Yan Ling, so he can escape the catastrophe? —Tongzi, the key point for us to complete the task has come. A flash of light flashed through Jing Ranran's eyes.

Finally saw the dawn of completing the task, it is not in vain that she indulges in trouble every day.

The entire building in front of this is Yan Ling's residence, including business talks or reception of guests. This is also the closest to the warehouse, the most bodyguards, and the most guarded building.

There is a restaurant on the first floor. When Jing Ranran came over, it was almost lunch time. When she walked into the hall, she could smell the coke chicken wings.

Without needing to be greeted by others, Jing Ranran sat near the dining table very consciously, and people kept serving other dishes next to her. She pretended not to pay attention to Yan Ling on the opposite side of the table. In fact, every time she served a dish, she secretly used the rest. Take a glance.

How could Yan Ling not know her, and said indifferently: "Look at what I do? Am I better than vegetables?"

Hey, look at what you said, I didn't expect you to be such a big boss.

"Isn't that necessary?" Jing Ranran looked at her innocently with a sincere expression.

Yan Ling choked on her honest answer, and didn't react for a while.

It took a long time to squint her eyes, and gently hook her lips back to her:

"Jing Ranran, why didn't I find you so shameless before?"

The person named was using chopsticks to separate the two bones of the chicken wings from the middle. Hearing her words, Jing Ranran's chopsticks crossed and slid.

Almost thrown the chicken wings out of the bowl.

Looking down at the brown and oily chicken wings in the rice bowl, Jing Ranran smiled and curled his eyes, the line of the eyes was soft and raised, which was very beautiful.

"Shameless means that I dare to face my own heart? Or can I get you into this matter without even thinking about it?"

After a pause, she nodded and said:

"Well, I'm so shameless."

It's just that there is a strange pride in that tone.

Yan Ling: "..."

She felt that speaking to this person, she had to forgive her ten thousand times a minute to convince herself not to slap her to death.

"But I'm so shameless, don't you still like me?" The girl took a bite of the meat that was removed from the wing bones. The girl's words were a bit proud and a bit proud.

You don't need to look at it, if she had a tail at this time, she would have been up to the sky.

"What did you say?" The person on the other side stopped his chopsticks and looked straight at Jing Ranran, as if she had just said something very important.

Maybe it was the traces that came out of the sea of ​​blood, maybe it was the influence that this line had brought to her, even if Yan Ling just made an understatement, and said a word without any emotion, as long as her eyes looked over, it would naturally reveal something. Severe effect.

Jing Ranran shrank instinctively, and suddenly remembered what he had just said, and blinked nervously several times, trying to regain his confidence:

"I said... you like me, don't you? Even a little bit, it's like it, but you don't want to admit it."

Yan Ling's face changed.

If the original expression was indifferent, now there was a dangerous smile, and there was even a bit of mockery and contempt in his eyes.

She stood up from her original position, pressed her hands on the dining table, leaned slightly and looked at the person opposite, staring sharply at Jing Ranran's somewhat horrified face, and suddenly stretched out her hand to pinch her neck, a little bit. Gather the strength of your fingertips.

Yan Ling looked at her evilly, and Jing Ranran saw her face with wide eyes and horror in her eyes.

Oxygen was consumed rapidly, the air in the throat continued to decrease, and the pain spread from the neck to the chest. The girl couldn't help but stretch out her hand to break her tightly stuck fingers, **** ho **** ho **** to talk, but she couldn't say anything. Even the originally good-looking face flushed.

A hatred gradually surged in Yan Ling's eyes, and he inadvertently waved the plate in front of him to the ground, and leaned closer to Jing Ranran across the table, watching her like a fish caught from the water on the shore in vain. Struggling.

Pinching her neck and pulling the person out of position, Yan Ling approached her and spoke softly:

"I will never like you in my life, do you know why?"

Seeing her almost out of breath, she suddenly let go of her hand and let anyone fall back into the chair, coughing and coughing, her face flushed, and she could even cough out her lungs. Tears flowed down the beautiful, clear black. The eyes flowed out, wet the beautiful face.

Yan Ling suddenly felt extremely depressed in her heart-she didn't have the pleasure of controlling this life and death in her hands as she imagined.

She turned and left the restaurant, went to the other end of the hall, in the room where she was talking about business, picked up the two documents on the table and went out, walked back to the restaurant, and threw it in front of the person who was almost kneeling on the ground and breathing air.

There was a series of characters on the unfolded document, Jing Ranran didn't see the end at a glance, and looked up at Yan Ling who was walking in front of him blankly.

Yan Ling squatted down and looked at her, and touched the two pieces of paper on the floor with her right index finger:

"Do you know what this is? It's your DNA match record with Lin Xu and Jing Lu."

In the girl's expressions mixed with fear and disbelief, Yan Ling calmly said:

"I was still thinking before, how could a cruel person like them be so caring about other people's children? It turned out that you were lost by your domestic servant since you were a child, and then they did everything possible to find it back."

"Why should I keep you, Jing Ranran? They want to live because you are alive, and I have more ways to make them feel that life is better than death, do you understand?"

Raising her hand and scraping the warm liquid flowing from the corner of the girl's eye with her index finger, Yan Ling was still smiling, the smile seemed cruel and happy.

The index finger followed her face down to near the jawbone, her gaze fell on her neck, which was full of fingerprints. She suddenly hooked Jing Ranran's chin and lifted it up. Looking at her somewhat pale face, Yan Ling still smiled. Ask lightly:

"Now, I would like to ask Miss Lin Family, do you think I like you more or want to kill you more? Hmm?"

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Jiang Yuyan: I guess you like me better.

System: The guy who has played off himself is not qualified to speak.

Jiang Yuyan [smiling]: Don't be square, don't be afraid, confident women are the most beautiful, everything is within my range.

system:…

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I want to write about a perverted boss who is awkward and unwilling to admit to myself.

She actually likes our family, can everyone see it?

…Unfortunately, I met Jiang Ying Queen. 【Tan Shou】

Next update tomorrow! NS!

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