The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 942 959 Vampire Husband 9
Everyone didn't speak anymore, packed up and set off to the cemetery together.

Sitting in the car, Xu Ling's mother said, "Ye Jin, do you know that the three scientists back then died suddenly one after another recently, and accidents caused accidents?"

Zhou Yeshuo became ruthless, without even a trace of emotion in his eyes: "There is such a thing? I haven't heard of it yet."

"You didn't do it, did you?" Xu Ling looked at it.

Zhou Yeshuo put his hands together on his knees casually: "Why would I do such a thing? It's not worth it."

"It's fine if it's not you. Although they all died of accidents, those three scientists happened to die. The timing is too coincidental. Maybe something is wrong. Go back and ask your parents, don't get involved."

Xu Ling began to doubt his son, and after hearing Zhou Yeshuo's words, his heart turned towards him.

Zhou Yeshuo looked out of the car window, his thoughts began to wander, and there was only joy in his heart. Those scientists who created him deserved to end up like this. They treated life as a trifle, and they were only responsible for manufacturing but not responsible. Cruel as a child's play!
Everyone has to pay for what they do!Soon, he'll make everyone pay!
In the middle of the night, Zhou Yeshuo returned to the villa with a set of clothes. Leng Yejin sat on the sofa. After seeing him coming back, he did not chat with him as usual, but went directly to the bedroom, and did not come back for a long time.

Leng Yejin had long ears, and heard severe coughing and heavy panting coming from the bedroom.

At first he pretended he didn't hear it, but after 15 minutes passed, he was still panting heavily. Leng Yejin couldn't listen anymore, dropped a magazine in his hand, went upstairs, and knocked on Zhou Yeshuo's door.

dong dong dong.

He raised his leg and kicked lightly several times: "Open the door!"

Zhou Yeshuo went to the bathroom, flushed his face, opened the door, and looked at Leng Yejin as if nothing had happened.

Leng Yejin strode in: "Are you sick with such a bad complexion?"

"No."

"It's as white as a corpse. It's a bit fake to pretend to be obvious. The body is still the same? Didn't it mean that the operation a few years ago was successful?" Leng Yejin stepped to the trash can, and there were big lumps and big lumps on the trash can. A ball of waste paper, Leng Yejin took out a ball at random, opened it, and there was blood on it, he held the waste paper and turned around and asked Zhou Yeshuo: "What is this? He coughed up blood again?"

Zhou Yeshuo walked over, pulled the toilet paper, kneaded it into a ball and threw it back into the trash can, glaring at Leng Yejin: "What you should care about now is yourself! Don't worry about other things! Don't forget that you are now Prisoner!"

"What about me?" Leng Yejin crossed his arms and stared at each other: "I care about how I can escape from your guards like a net, so as to prevent your plot from succeeding?"

Leng Yejin sneered, stepped forward, brushed past him, pulled out a chair and sat down: "I really want to ask, how long do you plan to imprison me, six days have passed, and you plan to imprison me for the rest of your life? How about Kill me directly, burn the body to wipe out all traces, from now on you will be Leng Yejin, no one will doubt your identity, how about never having future troubles?"

Zhou Yeshuo was about to say something, but his chest hurt so badly that he almost lost his breath. He left Leng Yejin and walked quickly to the bathroom, holding the glass table with his hands and coughing continuously.

Leng Yejin had a complicated look on her face, she walked behind Zhou Yeshuo at some point, patted his back, brought him a towel, and asked him to use it to wipe his mouth.

Zhou Yeshuo looked at the towel, unmoved, as if stimulated, he growled, "Get out!"

(End of this chapter)