After wearing books, I married a sick villain

Chapter 583 Forget Her

The text message is an encrypted number, and it takes a little effort to check it.

And at this time, there was still an hour before three o'clock.

After Fu Qiran finished reading, he only said one sentence.

"I'll go, Jiaojiao stays in the office obediently."

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded with a smile, and said "OK."

"Then you take my mobile phone with you. If he sends another message, you can see it."

Fu Qiran stroked her hair, "I'll hold your phone, won't you be bored?"

"I'll just stay in the office, I won't be bored."

"There is a computer."

Fu Qiran nodded slightly, and said "yes".

Before leaving, he said with a little worry: "You must not leave my office, you know?"

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded repeatedly, expressing her understanding.

Fu Qiran left soon.

Ruan Jiaojiao turned on the computer and continued to work.

Three o'clock in the afternoon, in the midnight coffee corner.

Fu Qiran and Cheng Jinxin sat opposite each other.

"Boss Fu, being famous is not as good as meeting him."

Cheng Jinxin was not surprised at Fu Qiran's arrival.

Fu Qiran folded his arms around his chest, with an expression of indifference.

"Cheng family, since when did you like to play such sneaky tricks?"

Cheng Jinxin's pupils shrank slightly, and a dark light burst out from them.

"Boss Fu was joking."

"I'm not a Cheng family member."

The phrase "Cheng's family" seemed to bring him back to the past.

What Cheng family?Oh, it's just a beast that rots from the inside out.

"I don't care about the Cheng family's affairs." Fu Qiran put one hand on the table, and at some point a knife appeared in his hand.

The blade glowed a cold color under the dim light.

"If you trouble Jiaojiao, don't blame me for being rude."

Cheng Jinxin's eyes darkened, and a look of madness flashed across his face.

"She told you?"

"She really depends on you."

"Why didn't I meet her first?"

Cheng Jinxin murmured, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"It's okay, she'll be mine."

Until now, Cheng Jinxin thought that Fu Qiran was just a wealthy businessman.

Businessmen are rich, but those gray areas are the most profitable.

And sometimes, money doesn't necessarily buy something.

The blade was on his neck.

The coldness came up from the neck.

Cheng Jinxin seemed to be able to feel the blade being embedded in his skin.

He raised his eyes to look at Fu Qiran, a pair of light golden eyes were stained with red.

The gun aimed at his belly, and he grinned.

"Boss Fu, do you want to try it? Is it your sword speed or my grab speed?"

"Heh..." Fu Qiran let out a low laugh, his voice seemed to be elongated at this moment.

"Cheng Jinxin..." He called his name, as if he was calling a relative.

Cheng Jinxin was slightly taken aback, his eyes suddenly became dazed.

He felt his body was very light very light.

He seemed to be floating among the clouds, and he seemed to have sunk into the deepest valley.

It seemed that someone whispered something in his ear, but he couldn't seem to hear anything.

The sunlight outside shone in, and Cheng Jinxin's body trembled, and he came back to his senses.

There was nothing in front of him, and there was no sign of Fu Qiran.

On the table were disassembled guns, neatly arranged.

He glanced at the time, it was already five o'clock.

But his memory of this period only stayed at Fu Qiran calling his name.

(End of this chapter)