Play Nice

Chapter 334 334: Dirty Literature is Coming

Chapter 334: Dirty literature is here (two more)

At nine o'clock, Jing Zhao came to the funeral home to pick up the business leader. He waited for nearly half an hour before she came out.

She is sullen.

"are you tired?"

"It's a pity," she said.

Jing Zhao said nothing and hugged her.

She feels that she is more and more like Sister Zhou, and her emotions will be affected by work. It's a pity that this, regret that, I don't know where so many emotions come from, and it was not like this before.

"Business leader."

Shang Lingling's thoughts were suddenly interrupted, and he looked up to see He Wanlin getting off a white car.

"let's talk."

Shang Lingling was not surprised to see He Wanlin: "We don't seem to have anything to talk about."

Jing Zhao was also present.

He Wanlin took into account that he was an "outsider", and his eyes stayed on him for a while.

He wasn't going to avoid it.

He Wanlin said directly: "You want to donate liver to Shang Yude?"

Shang Lingling replied perfunctorily: "It depends on your mood."

"If you donate, you will regret it."

Shang Lingling worked continuously for six or seven hours, and did not have the patience to do Tai Chi with He Wanlin: "I don't have time to listen to your empty words here."

She asked where Jing Zhao's car was parked.

Jing Zhao took her there.

He Wanlin chased after him: "You never suspected the kidnapping case back then?"

The business leader stopped.

"Shang Yude found someone to do it. He thinks that Yang Shu destroyed Shang Huai Xu, so he found someone to kidnap you. Shang Yude's real purpose is to get Yang Shu to pay the ransom, so that she can never return. "

The business leader clenched his hands tightly.

Jing Zhao knew that she was angry, so he held her hand, gave her his palm, and let her hold it.

She turned back, her eyes bright and hot, as if a flame was melted in it: "Are you also an accomplice?"

He Wanlin denied: "I am not."

People dare to talk nonsense in a funeral home.

"It was you who asked Shang Baolan to ask me out back then." Shang Lingling remembered the details.

He Wanlin shied away and said, "Shang Yude asked me to do this."

"Why should I trust you?"

Shang Yude's condition is getting worse day by day, and he must have a liver transplant immediately. Now He Wanlin is only one step away, and there is nothing he can't say.

"Back then, in order to seal my mouth, Shang Yude transferred [-]% of the shares to me, saying that it was a gift from Baolan to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestry. How could he be a person like him if I hadn't had his handle on him? Willing to." He Wanlin filtered these words in his mind, and only said that it was beneficial to himself, "He sent me to the nursing home because I threatened him with this trick."

Seeing the silence of Shang Yude, He Wanlin added another fire: "If Shang Yude didn't find someone to kidnap you, your father would not have died, he was indirectly killed by Shang Yude, and you have to donate his liver to him. ?"

Even though he knew it for a long time, if Shang Lingling listened to it again, he would still have the urge to kill Shang Yude and He Wanlin.

"That's what I said, believe it or not."

The purpose of provocation has been achieved, He Wanlin turned and got into the car.

Jing Zhao shook Shang Lingling's hand: "Lingling."

She looked back: "Jing Zhao, let's go back to the imperial capital, I can't wait any longer."

"it is good."

Jing Zhao went straight to the highway and drove back to the imperial capital. The road was very empty, so he drove much faster than usual.

Shang Lingling's cell phone is full of missed calls from Shang Yude.

*****
It was almost twelve o'clock, Mr. Su went to the bedside to wake up Shang Yude.

"Chairman."

"Chairman."

Shang Yude was very weak, opened his eyes, and his consciousness was a little dizzy.

Mr. Su leaned into his ear and said, "Miss Ledger is here."

Shang Yude raised his eyelids and saw Shang Lingling and Jing Zhao standing at the door.He asked Mr. Su to help him raise the head of the bed, and he sat up a little, keeping his spirits high.

"Come on, how are you thinking?"

Shang Lingling stood far away: "You hate my mother, don't you?"

more than hate.

If there is no Yang Shu, his son will not die, and Shanghua International will definitely be better than it is now.

"Listen now." Her business leaders and leaders have revenge and revenge. "Tomorrow at nine o'clock in the morning, go to my mother's grave three times, kneel nine times, and come back to me about donating liver after the big ceremony."

Shang Yude simply doubted his ears.

He wanted to scold Shang Lingling for being rebellious, but when he opened his mouth, she said, "Nine o'clock, I won't wait until the deadline."

After she finished speaking, she left with Jing Zhao.

*****
It was very late to return to Tongxiang Bay.

Shang Lingling was very tired, but he was not sleepy, his mind was messed up, and he was stuffed very much. When he closed his eyes, it was all the faces of Shang Yude and He Wanlin, as well as the bloody remains in the repair room.

She tossed and turned.

Jing Zhao didn't sleep either: "Can't you sleep?"

"Ah."

He got up and turned on the bedside lamp.

"Would you like a drink?"

"Okay." Shang Lingling climbed out of the quilt, "Can I get drunk?"

Jing Zhao went to fetch her coat: "You can get drunk, you can do anything tonight."

He lit a scented candle and drank with her.She wasn't drunk, but she was drunk.

She said that she saw the dining table and wanted Jing Zhao to lie down and take off her clothes.

Jing Zhao turned around.

She pulled it and hugged him coquettishly: "As you said, I can do anything tonight."

"The curtains are not drawn."

Jing Zhao was responsive to her requests and asked if there was anything else she liked besides the dining table.

She said yes.

He drives her crazy.

 *****
  Hee hee, ask for a monthly ticket
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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