Chapter 542

Wang Gang's news stopped, but the reporters downstairs did not disperse.

The Secretary worried that I would be troubled and arranged for me to go through the secret channel.

I stare at the reporters outside the window, feeling a little depressed. It's not the way to go on like this.

When I heard someone knocking at the door, I looked back. Lin Lun stood at the door with a bento and laughed at me.

"I knew you were in such a state that you couldn't eat out." He came in and put the Bento at my desk.

"I heard that you have received several good advertisements recently, and your popularity is higher than before. Congratulations." I opened the Bento and did not forget to praise him while eating.

Lin Lun put his hands in his pockets and walked to me with a smile. His plaid shirt had the smell of a sunny boy.

"In a few days, I'm going to work in the cast. Maybe I can't come to see you, or will you come with me?"

It seems that this proposal is very abrupt, he said seriously: "the environment of that place is great, and paparazzi can't be found."

I put down my chopsticks and looked at him with the same serious face: "do you think I'm still in the mood to go on holiday according to the current situation?"

He thought about it for a while and continued to discuss with me: "I know these paparazzi best. I'm waiting for you to squat every day and find news to write about. If you suddenly disappear for 10 days and a half months, after a long time, I promise they will be impatient."

I pushed him out with a smile and yelled, "thank you for your Bento!"

Looking back, I think his idea is good.

So I arranged the work of the company, packed my bags and went home quickly.

I didn't come back for a few days. There was a strange face at home. She was a clever young girl who was responsible for baking at home.

The housekeeper said that her name was Xiaomei, and she was newly recruited.

Xiaomei knows how to be proper and doesn't disturb me like other people. I'm also happy and comfortable. I sit quietly in my study, deal with my work, read books, sometimes in a daze and drink coffee.

Time went by like this. When I was lying at home until I was getting moldy, the housekeeper knocked on the door in a hurry and told me nervously that someone had put an express box at the door, which said it was for me to sign for it.

I held the box suspiciously. After opening it, I suddenly smelled a fishy smell.

When I opened the carton, I found that there were some dead mice in it.

The housekeeper screamed and immediately called the police.

"No more." I stopped him and found a card left in the box. When I opened it, there was a paragraph on it.

"God will stand on the bench and sentence you."

The handwriting is strange, but it can be seen that it is written by a woman, because the perfume on this letter paper is too strong.

Over the years, I have offended many people and had many enemies in city A. There are so many people who want to punish me. Therefore, as long as they don't send me bombs, I'm not afraid of others.

"Take it and lose it." I said to the housekeeper.

"But, ma'am, once, twice. What if I send something next time?"

"Then call the police." I smile, "it's not a big deal."

The housekeeper hesitated and agreed in a low voice.

In the evening, the wind began to blow outside, and the windows made a "jingling" sound. I turned over and over and couldn't sleep. I slowly got up and was going to the living room to pour a glass of water. Suddenly I caught a glimpse of a figure reflected on the window.

A ghost like man in white, with long black hair, stuck to the window and opened his mouth to me.

I broke out in a cold sweat and went back with a scream.

A flash of lightning struck through the sky, illuminating the ghost's ferocious face.

I cried out the housekeeper's name in panic, but my voice was covered by thunder and lightning. No one could hear my cry for help.

The curtains around seemed to move with the wind. I tried to suppress my fear, grabbed the baseball bat in the corner, stared at the ghost, and waved it to the window.

I only heard the sound of the broken glass, the strong wind and the rain pouring in, which completely calmed me down.

"What's the matter with you, ma'am?" Hearing the news, the housekeeper turned on the light and looked at the broken hole.

I stare at the dark sky, there is nothing outside.

So, was that my nightmare?

"It's OK. Go and have the window repaired." I got up tired, went back to my bedroom, locked the door, and suddenly felt cold all over.

The next morning, I got up with panda's eyes on my head and went to the stairs. Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a pool of blood in the corner of my eyes.

That pool of blood on the stairs, bright and eerie flow, "tick - tick -" voice, creepy.

I put my hands over my ears and screamed, "housekeeper!"

Before long, the housekeeper appeared in a hurry, followed my line of sight, and quickly explained: "madam, it was Xiaomei who accidentally knocked over the red wine in the morning. I'm going to find someone to clean it up. Don't be afraid!"

I put down my hand in a daze. It turned out to be red wine.

It's just a coincidence, but why do I start to be anxious and irritable?

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, ran to the study without looking back, and slammed the door.

What on earth is disturbing my life?

I need to calm down and think about it.

One day later, I opened the door again and my mood was calmer.

At the door stood a group of servants, each staring at me in fear, trying to see a little bit of expression on my face.

I'm wondering what they want.

The housekeeper stepped forward with a gloomy face and said sadly, "madam, we know that you have been under a lot of pressure during the time when you kept it from us. Now we all know, but don't worry, we are all on your side!"

I was stunned and couldn't help chuckling: "what are you talking about?"

"News, we've all seen it." Instead, he looked at me strangely.

Journalism?

I ran to the living room and turned on the TV. Today is a good day. There is no cloud in the sky. The channel of the whole city is broadcasting a news in real time.

Mayor Zhao's daughter and fiance attended the meeting with him, and the wedding will be held soon.

On the news screen, the cold and stern man, wearing a handmade suit of exquisite workmanship and a simple but elegant white shirt, is holding Zhao Shuyu's hand and standing behind Mayor Zhao.

In a group of dark people, he seems to have a dazzling brilliance, it is easy to find him at a glance.

"It turns out that my husband didn't come back for such a long time because he had other women..."

"At the beginning, we misunderstood my wife and thought that she had embezzled my husband's property..."

Outside came the whispers of servants, like cicadas hidden in trees in summer.

I don't want to hear anything, but I have to.

It seems that everyone knows that Zhao Shuyu's fiance is Tang Tianqi.

It doesn't matter, said to cut off the contact with him, no longer be disturbed by him.

I shrugged my shoulders, then put away the remote control, "Deng Deng Deng" went upstairs and changed into a white T-shirt and A-line skirt with black and white dots. Stepping on 10 cm thin heels, I appeared in front of the crowd with fiery red lips.

"I'm going to the blues bar tonight. You don't have to wait for me to get home." I pursed a smile and went out with my head held high.

Fortunately, there is a place like the blues bar for me to relax. In the deafening music, I grasped the microphone and roared several songs continuously. Until every effort I had, I lay down on the sofa and grabbed a glass of wine.

The door of the box was pushed open when he was enjoying himself.

I lazily raised my eyelids, trying to see which person with no long eyes came to the VIP room I packed. The person turned on the light, pulled out the wire and took the bottle from me.

"You give me wine..." I reached for it, but it was empty.

Lin Lun frowned and looked unbearable.

"I went to the company to find you. They said you were not here. Seeing the engagement news of Mayor Zhao Qianjin today, I guess you will be here."

Why, do they all think I'm sad for a man?

I sat up wobbly, staring at him with an enigmatic face.

"Come here and I'll tell you a secret."

He Leng for a while, or close to me, bent over to listen.

I whispered in his ear, and his pupils shrank and he stared at me in shock.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded hard, covered my head suddenly, and took a bitter breath. I had a headache when I drank too much.

He relaxed a lot, reached out and patted me on the back, whispered: "then you can't spoil your body like this, don't drink, I'll take you home."

"I'm not going home! Take me to club one underground! " I raised my hands and laughed.

He shook his head helplessly, put on his sunglasses and mask, and armed himself. Then he half hugged me and went to the club for the next night life.

In city a, money may not be able to do whatever you want, but in the underground No.1 Club of city a, money is the master.

Today is the club's ladies' day. I'm right.

In the lively atmosphere, Lin Lun helped me into the predetermined floor and pushed the door open.

I sit on the sofa, suddenly feel a nausea, from the stomach up, immediately at the speed of 100 meters sprint, rushed into the bathroom.

After a bout of vomiting, all the things in my stomach came out. I coughed a few times holding the wall. I cleaned myself up with cold water. I looked up and saw myself in the mirror. I couldn't help bending my mouth.

Once the worst time, I also survived.

This time, it's just another challenge from God.

I put on the gorgeous lipstick, staring at myself, and walked out of the room again.

Lin Lun leaned aside idly, idly playing with his mobile phone.

I raised my sleeve, glanced at my watch, rang the service bell discontentedly, and the waiter appeared immediately.

"What about the people I want?" I asked coldly.

The waiter hesitated and apologized.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jiang. Today another distinguished guest ordered the young master you want. We always judge the price here, so --"

"So she paid more than I did?" I sneered and drew out a check without blinking. "No matter how much she paid, I'll pay twice the price."