My iceberg smiled

Chapter 75
"Neither...none." The two still stammered.

"I only let you catch him alone! One person! Can he fly into the sky or escape from the ground?"

"Boss! It's all our fault! It's our dereliction of duty! Please... please forgive me!"

The two of them were so frightened that their calves were shaking, and they almost didn't pee on the spot.

They are well aware of the boss's methods, which are unpredictable and moody.

When it is gentle, it is as gentle as spring breeze, when it is violent, it is as terrifying as Shura.

They couldn't figure out the mood of the boss at all. The boss had never shown his true face and voice. They had to enter this room blindfolded.

"You know, I don't want to hear these words. You can't handle such a trivial matter. Tell yourself, how should I deal with you?" The voice that had been forcibly changed was extremely cold.

The two kowtowed desperately: "Boss, spare your life! Give us another chance!"

"Chance? I never give people a second chance."

As the words fell, the two of them froze, and the next second they heard the other party continue: "Old Eagle, let's drag it down and deal with it, you know what to do."

"Boss! Boss! No—don't—!"

A figure suddenly flashed out of nowhere in the room from the dark, secretly said: "Yes, boss."

Then, the two people who were kneeling on the ground just now were dragged out of the room in a ghostly way. No one could see how that person did it.

The man who had been sitting on the soft armchair turned the chair aside, and the cigar he was holding was suddenly crushed by him.

Debris fell to the ground one after another.

The masked man sneered: "It's just a dog I forced out back then. Do you really think that nothing will happen if you don't return to Longjing?"

"For the woman you once loved to the core, Fu Qin, you will come back again."

……

Han's mansion.

dong dong dong.

The door was knocked politely three times.

"Come in." A young man's clear and indifferent voice came from the room.

"Master..." Zhuo Yuan who entered the study bowed respectfully.

Han Mochen was reading a book on economic law in his hand. Seeing that the other party was silent, he couldn't help but slightly raised his head and asked, "What's wrong? What's the matter?"

Zhuo Yuan hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "When Ah Qiu and I went to the cemetery this morning, we found that Madam's tomb had been swept by someone, and a bunch of white chrysanthemums had been placed there, apparently someone had worshiped Madam mausoleum."

When the word "madam" was mentioned, the young man in front of the desk froze suddenly, and immediately exuded a chill.

There was a word Sichuan frowned between the handsome brows and eyes, and there was a hint of complexity in the indifference in his eyes.

"So? What are you doing to me?" Zhuo Yuan choked on Han Mochen's words.

Not a word was spoken for a long time.

After a while, Zhuo Yuan sighed, did not explain anything, but added another sentence: "I heard that Dean Qi from Songshan Orphanage took two children to the suburban cemetery yesterday, and the ashes of Dean Qi's deceased wife was also buried there."

Han Mo Chen: "..."

Zhuo Yuan: "Among the two children who went there, one...is the little doll we rescued in the snow at that time."

Suddenly mentioning the child, Han Mo Chen's breath that was still cold just now subsided a bit.

The figure of that little guy with a face as big as a palm and a body as cute as a dumpling flashed in his mind.

It's been more than half a year, and the little guy who likes to grab people's legs and stick to them must have grown up several times.

(End of this chapter)