Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 633
When Lance was rescued, he had just come to China to take over the company.

When the new official took office, no one obeyed the management. Many old people in the company even wanted to overpower him and give him a warning.

In order to gain absolute control of the company in the shortest possible time, he led the team to work day and night. When he was working in the study in the early morning, Lance would quietly nap at his feet.

Everyone was watching his jokes, before the outcome was decided, it would be good if everyone didn't make trouble, let alone please him.

and so.

Lance never received the gift.

This realization made Lu Zewen even more irritable. He took out his mobile phone and called the psychiatrist who was in charge of him.

"I feel like I'm almost healed."

Fucking emotional numbness and no fluctuations, he is so irritable to death every day now.

After listening to his narration, the psychiatrist was silent for a while, and his tone was suddenly relieved.

"Mr. Lu, to be honest, I have encountered many difficult patients, but only with you, I can't see any hope of being cured."

"Your psychological defense is too strong, and your self-awareness is too heavy. No one can really touch your heart, and you can't see the wound. No matter how powerful a psychiatrist is, he can't prescribe the right medicine."

The psychiatrist took a breath:

"Mr. Lu, maybe you should thank that cute little wolf cub for giving you hope of recovery."

Lu Zewen did not disclose the identity of the Lance werewolf, but only told the doctor that he had raised a wolf cub.

Lu Zewen: "No."

"It's not that he cured me."

"The reason why I have mood swings because of him is because I have invested a lot of time, energy and emotional costs on him...

Just like a flower grower fertilizes and waters the flowers every day, and trims the branches, but the flowers still die in the end.The sad thing about the flower grower is that his efforts have not been rewarded, because when he learns the lesson and cultivates the next gorgeous flower, he will only feel joy. substitute. "

The psychiatrist quietly listened to his rebuttal with a calm face.

"But Mr. Lu, will there really be a second flower?"

The Labrador who was hiding under the sofa moved, and only poked out one head, staring at him vigilantly.

Lance would never look at him that way.

Lu Zewen clenched his phone tightly, and the eloquent businessman forgot to answer for a while.

The psychiatrist smiled and said, "Maybe you already have the answer in your heart."

Hang up the phone, the private doctor has arrived with the rabies vaccine.

Watching the liquid in the needle inject into the arm, Lu Zewen ordered lightly:

"Send the dog away."

The secretary was slightly shocked. Lu Zewen took this little milk dog to and from get off work every day. He originally thought that this dog was different.

"I'll find him a good home."

……

When Quan Jiu heard the news that Lu Zewen had sent the dog away, he was playing chess with Chris. Because of this news, she moved a step slower than before.

Even though the time difference was short, Chris noticed her pause.

"You expected this result a long time ago?"

Quan Jiu shook his head.

To be honest, she really didn't expect it. She originally thought that Lu Zewen would hug this dog and just muddle along.

Chris stared at her lake green eyes, and there was something in the words:
"So Lance is really dead?"

Quan Jiu's face remained unchanged and he smiled, playing the chess faster:
"Do you think it is necessary for me to lie to Lu Zewen?"

Chris lowered his eyes, staring at the pieces on the chessboard, and suddenly said:

"What about me? Do you need to lie to me?"

Quan Jiu's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his head to look at him: "What do you mean?"

"I read a book two days ago. In the book, the original protagonist died miserably. Perhaps it was because the protagonist was unwilling, so someone resurrected her life."

Chris's tone was calm, and his eyes returned to the chessboard, as if he just mentioned the book inadvertently.

Quan Jiu shrank his fingertips slightly, without changing his expression:

"Such absurd things really can only exist in books."

Chris flew a horse: "But sometimes, I always feel that all this can come true."

For example, he lived a new life.

It was because of restarting that he discovered that the original savior had been indirectly killed by him.

He didn't have much contact with Searle in the previous life, he only knew that the other party was submissive, and when he saw him, he always lowered his head nervously.

He can understand her nervousness and fear, after all, as "food", there is no dignity and self at all.

So when he came again, he saved her on the day of the sacrifice, and planned to send her to the blood clan after she had the ability to protect herself, as repayment for her life-saving grace.

That's all.

Perhaps it was because the "food" this time was neither noisy nor disturbing. Although he was a baby, he often revealed adult emotions. Out of caution, he seemed indifferent, but secretly observed her for a long time.

The more he observed, the more he found that she was different from the original Syl.

In addition to appearance, they are more like two completely different independent individuals.

She is smart and precocious, and she doesn't behave like a childish baby. After three years of observation, he finally vaguely confirmed the conjecture in his heart.

The turning point happened at that banquet.

She is not a character of conceding defeat, facing the provocation and framing of the Duke, she can still regain a level, but it is also because of her unruly character that she has become a thorn in the side of other high-level blood clan since she was a child.

He had to plan ahead and use a frame-up to drive her out of the blood clan.

The corner of Quan Jiu's mouth hooked slightly, and he ate his horse with an "elephant":

"Where are there so many in the world? I think, according to what you said, the world should have been messed up long ago."

Chris was eaten by a pawn and was not in a hurry:
"So I feel that there seems to be some rules in the dark that bind this group of people who are beyond common sense."

This time, not only Quan Jiu, but also the system hiding in her mind was shocked:
"This guess is too accurate. Sure enough, people who are reborn will open bugs..."

The person who bound them was the system.

Quan Jiu: "So? You have said so much, what do you want to express?"

Chris looked at her, and his eyes fell to the ruby ​​bracelet on her wrist:

"Did you really forgive me?"

Or... the rules force you to forgive me?

Quan Jiu was surprised by his sensitivity, after hearing his subtext, she stared at him deeply:
"You may not know me very well..."

She holds the hand to play the chess, and her red lips pour out.

"In my world, I am the rule."

No one can really restrain her.

There is nothing that can or cannot be done in this world, only she wants or she doesn't want to.

Chris got the answer he wanted, and his eyes moved slightly.

Quan Jiu's thin lips curled up slightly, and he aimed the "cannon" straight at his handsome man, his phoenix eyes raised sharply.

"General."

Chris was taken aback, and calmly let go of the chess piece in his hand.

"I lost."

(End of this chapter)