Chapter 552

What is heart like death? That is to say, I will be in the mood at this moment.

She stared at the driver with her eyes wide open and her face full of disbelief. She looked at the pistol pointing to her head in the driver's hand. How could she believe that just because she didn't want to go to Paris, her mother's driver would point the gun at herself?

Or, if she doesn't, he'll actually send her to hell with this gun.

Go to heaven or hell? Is this what a mother should say to her children?

Her mother, the woman who says she loves herself, is that how she treats herself?

Tiger poison still doesn't eat children. What can she do to make people despairing?

Breathing more and more difficult, hands tightly clenched into a fist, nail into the flesh to exude blood.

I will try my best not to cry. She is a lady of great wealth. How can she cry in front of a driver?

However, it is still difficult for her to control the process of her eyes becoming red and then gradually moistening.

She bit her teeth and gave herself some courage, but there was still a tremor in her voice. Her eyes were fixed on the driver and she said, "this is her order, too?"

"Miss, I said that you make me very difficult - a woman like you, that is the birth of a fairy from the sky. All the good things are occupied by you. What's not satisfied? "

"Some things need to be opened and closed, you perfunctory to me, I perfunctory to you, and it will be over soon - how good? Why bother yourself and others? "

Ignoring the driver's advice, he stared at the driver and asked, "if I don't go to Paris, will you really shoot?"

"Not bad." The driver nodded. "I said, go to Paris or hell --"

"what does she think of me? What does she think I am? " Murmur my heart to myself. The facts came to her, but she still didn't want to believe them. I don't believe that my only dependence in the world, my closest relatives would treat me like this.

"Miss, why bother the chairman?" Said the driver with a sigh. "Some things, I'm afraid, she can't win --"

"you mean - it's not my mother who asked you to do this to me?" Cried the heart.

Her heart suddenly became happy. It's a ridiculous thing, the same thing, was pointed at the head with a gun, but as long as the main messenger behind the scenes is not her own mother, she has 10000 reasons to be happy -

because in that case, she is not completely desperate for the world.

The driver sighed and said, "Miss, you are asking too many questions. You are the general manager, the chairman is also the general manager. How can I not be the general manager? We are all the general manager. "

"Will be home." The heart will be clear in an instant.

The driver is the person who puts the family, the military order or any other person of the family beside his mother Li Yun.

However, my mother is cautious all her life. How could she make such a big mistake?

The driver she trusted most was the undercover agent who sent her family to her side?

"Are you not afraid?" I will look at the driver and ask.

"Afraid? What are you afraid of? "

"You expose your identity in front of me. Are you not afraid my mother will fire you?"

"Fired?" The driver grinned. There is a trace of contempt and sympathy in the smile. "Miss, do you think the chairman doesn't know my identity? Do you think she never doubted me? However, with the wisdom of the chairman, even if she knows my real identity, she will pretend that nothing has happened - not only that, she will be more close to me and trust me. That's her style. Do you think so, miss? "

"-" I will be speechless. She knew that the driver was right. Even if her mother knew the identity of the driver's undercover, she would keep the secret in her heart.

Otherwise, what can we do?

Going to make a big noise will only make the general family think you are an idiot.

Get rid of the driver, then your family will be more wary of you putting more spies around you -

all people and things are under the control of your family.

Home is a huge net over your head. While it protects you, you can't break away from them.

"Have you made a choice, miss?" The driver looked at him and asked.

"To the airport." Said the heart.

The driver grinned again and said, "thank you for understanding the difficulties of being servants."

The driver put away the gun in his hand, and just wanted to start the car to send his heart to the airport, the phone in his pocket rang.

When he answered the phone, his face became solemn and he said, "I see. I'll wait for you by the side of the road."

"Who is coming?" Will be anxious to ask.The driver smiled and said, "miss will know soon."

Will heart know the identity of the driver's undercover, know that he will not put his identity in the eyes, there is no mind to continue to ask. After a few minutes of quiet waiting, a black Mercedes Benz slowly approached.

Mercedes Benz stopped at the side of the road, the back door opened, a familiar face appeared in front of his heart.

PA!

The door opened and the cool morning wind swept in.

She felt the chill of autumn by wrapping the sweater around her.

Jiang Zhuliu sits next to Jiang Shangxin and sees him holding his chest and grasping the collar of the sweater. He laughs and says, "it's cold. Pay attention to adding clothes. When you go out, you must take good care of yourself -- "

stare at the river carefully and say:" what are you doing? "

Jiang Zhuliu laughed and said, "my dear, do you know that your question is cute?"

"I don't know."

The river reaches out to grasp the small hand of the heart, and breaks it away.

Jiang Zhuliu grabs the past again, and wants to draw the upper heart again. Jiang Zhuliu makes a strong effort to clamp the palm of the upper heart like an iron inlay.

"Pain - the river runs by, you let me go -" he cried out.

Jiang Zhuliu held the back of his heart's hand to his lips and kissed him. He said with a smile, "my heart, you are my wife, the wife I am marrying. You can cuddle and hug with other men. What's wrong with our husband and wife holding hands?"

Since Jiang Zhuliu said the words actively, he would stop worrying about his heart and stare at Jiang Zhuliu fiercely and say, "you are here to vent your anger? Feel betrayed? "

"What anger is there? I just think my wife is going to go abroad, and the husband always has to come to see her off. Otherwise, it seems that my husband is too fraternal

"Shall I say thank you?"

"Fool, what did the family say thank you?" Jiang Zhuliu held out a finger to scrape the tip of his nose and said, "but you are going to go abroad and don't say hello to your husband. If I hadn't been told, I wouldn't have known about it - were you disrespectful to your husband? "

"Isn't that what you want?" Said he with a mockery on his face.

"We? Who are we? " Asked the river with a smile.

She will know that she has made a mistake. If it was before, she will explain her unintentional mistake. But now, she doesn't think it's necessary.

"You know who it is better than me."

"It seems that your heart is full of discontent." The river said with a smile.

"And you?" He stares at jiangzhuliu with keen eyes and says: "you have given half of your family's property to jiangzhuliu, and you are like a dog crouching at the foot of the general - jiangzhuliu. What's your pride? What about your man's dignity? Is it hard to be a dog? "

Jiang Zhuliu glanced at the driver and said, "please go out and wait, my wife and I have some private words to say."

The driver did not refuse. He pushed the door open and went out.

"It's hard." Jiang Zhuliu looks at him and says. The handsome outline is slightly distorted. His eyes were deep and bloodshot. During the period when his father left, his life was not so pleasant. Although he tried hard to support the Jiang family, at this time, the Jiang family is no longer the former Jiang family.

As for the four families of Huacheng before, I'm afraid that no one has included the Jiang family any more?

"If you can be a man, who wants to be a dog?" River flow mouth micro Yang, but not before the proud sunshine. It's mockery, my denial of myself. "But what if I'm not a dog? My father left me a mess like that. What should I do if I don't hold my thigh? Fang Yan will let me go? Lu Chao will let me go? Will Lanshan Valley let me go? And willow - he's also a dog. He's a mad dog raised by Fang Yan. Will he let me go? "

"Who am I, will you? I'm Jiang Zhuliu, the four young people in Huacheng, the smartest man in the whole Huacheng - why do I kowtow to another man, why do I flatter another man, why do I live like a dog? It's for Jiang's family, for me, and for you. "

Jiang Zhuliu puts a finger of Shangxin into his mouth, sucks it gently with his tongue, and says, "Shangxin, how can you not understand it? How can you not feel my painstaking efforts -- "

ah --

the teeth of the river are pushing hard, making my heart scream.

The red blood came out of the river's mouth and dyed his chin and white shirt red.