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However, the difference between his and Chen Yiyun's auras was just that Chen Yiyun was a mountain while he was a basin.

Chen Yiyun's bloodthirsty eyes stared at him with a red glare. His face was like an iceberg that had been covered in snow for tens of thousands of years.

The CEO's office was filled with a strange silence. A needle dropping on the ground would cause a crisp sound, and in this kind of space, the silence was accompanied by Chen Yiyun's pressure.

"Which hand touched her?"

Hearing this question, Wang Mingyi's highly tense nerves tensed up. He hurriedly tried to defend himself, hoping that this cold-blooded and ruthless King of Hell would forgive him.

"No …." No, Chen. CHENG, you misunderstood me … I … I didn't dare to … [How dare you! One hand …] Not even a finger … Those who didn't move, you … You have to believe me! "

Due to being nervous, Wang Mingyi could not speak anymore, he waved his arms and made a gesture of swearing.

Chen Yiyun slightly narrowed his eyes, a sharp glint flashed across his eyes, "Towards someone who isn't honest, I have plenty of ways to make him confess."

Wang Mingyi faced him with his cold eyes that were filled with killing intent, and was so scared that his legs went soft. He knelt in front of Chen Yiyun, and he knew very well what methods Chen Yiyun had.

Chen Yiyun would usually choose ways to torture people based on his mood that day. According to secret rumors, those who touched his backwardness were either paralyzed in bed or in a mental hospital, going mad day and night.

However, only those of a certain rank would have heard of these secrets. With Chen Yiyun's cold and detached thoughts, ordinary people would only hear a general idea of what kind of legend he was. Most of the details behind the legends were unknown, because he would never reveal them.

"No need, no need, I'll tell you."

Wang Mingyi shook his head like a rattle drum. In this moment of life and death, his strong desire to live was ignited. Hence, his words came out fast and fast.

Being able to sit as the financial director for so many years meant that his ability to react was not hidden. Chen Yiyun was giving his ultimatum now, and it would be futile for him to put up a resistance.

Wang Mingyi lowered his head in disappointment, his eyes were as dark as a deflated ball, as he said hoarsely.

"My two hands touched her, but I only touched her arms, Miss Yu used a lot of strength to reach out and stop me, I just wanted to push her away but I didn't manage to hug her body …" The more Wang Mingyi spoke, the softer his voice became, until it was barely audible.

That was because he could feel that terrifying, bone-piercing coldness attacking him again, freezing him inch by inch.

Chen Yiyun sat upright behind the large black wooden table, threw the file in his hands in front of him and coldly said, "Since you touched it with both hands, then we will chop it off, and the company will not keep you here anymore. If you have any doubts, then see the file."

After saying that, he clapped his hands twice. Two men in black suits walked out from the secret door of the office.

The two burly people were the ones who dragged Kai Wen away from the bar.

"Take him to headquarters, chop his hands off, send him away, and never go back to China again." Chen Yiyun ordered the two huge men. The calm tone of his voice made Wang Mingyi feel as if he was discussing how ordinary the price of the radish cabbage was, and he punished Wang Mingyi.

It was hard to avoid a death sentence.

This sentence was like a knife piercing through Wang Mingyi's brain, who was kneeling on the ground. His tense nerves suddenly broke, and he opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

As for the two burly black-clothed men who had already walked to his side, he was still dumbly mumbling to himself.

"Come with us." A black-clothed man spoke in a low, muffled voice. At the same time, both of them had their hands on his shoulders. He didn't come back to his senses until he was dragged away.

Wang Mingyi struggled unwillingly, but his strength was pitifully small compared to it. He screamed crazily and said in a heart-wrenching voice, "You can't do this to me. I've worked for so many years and you want to kill me because of a woman. You demon … …"

The two burly men looked at him with disgust, then impatiently pinched his jaw to pieces and covered his mouth with dirty words.

Following which, a room was restored.

… ….

Not long after, a "touching" photo appeared on Weibo's search charts. It occupied the top spot for a week, and its content touched hundreds of millions of netizens.

The caption is "Laughter to Life". In the photo, there is a blind, handicapped man with a broken arm, who uses his feet to plant seedlings in a rice paddy in Burma. Under the bright sun, he could see large beads of sweat on his tanned skin.

His scrawny body was like a tree old enough to fall apart, and the amazing thing was his smile. Compared with other healthy farmers around him, it was obvious that his life was not easy.

Everyone was moved by this optimism and strength, calling him the most positive farmer.

However, the sharp-eyed person noticed, wasn't he Wang Mingyi?

… ….

In the blink of an eye, it was time for Yu Xinrou to get off work.

"Sister Juan, I'm coming." Yu Xinrou said softly, holding a big bag of fruits and the food she bought downstairs.

"Xiao Rou, why are you buying these things when you just came? It's a waste of money." Sister Juan rolled his eyes at her and scolded her softly.

Yu Xinrou laughed mischievously, "I don't think it's a expense at all. You'd better not be courteous to me, help me carry it quickly, it's so heavy."

When they passed by the sickroom, Yu Xinrou saw that Old Yang was still lying unconscious on the sickbed. She said to Sister Juan worriedly, "How is Brother-in-law's body today?

"Ah, I still don't have any signs of waking up. I was really worried today, so I asked Doctor Xiao when I was rushing to the ward to check. He said that this situation is normal, and that there are people who have been unconscious for three to four days."

Yu Xinrou nodded his head and comforted her, "Senior's medical skills are very good. As an overseas doctor, what he said must be true.