The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 105

Han Zhu then left the office and came to the corridor: "It's okay, I'll be out in a few days."

Shuan Zi was very worried and anxious: "Why did you go to prison, what if you can't get out!"

There is a reason for Shuanzi's anxiety, because he is deeply impressed by the fate of "going to prison and dying of illness there". So I always feel that I am the little ghost caught by Hades.

Now that he heard that Mo Haofeng had gone to prison, he inevitably thought about it and became sensitive.I always feel a little scared.

When Han Zhu heard this, he knew that he was subconsciously afraid, so he calmed him down and said, "I told you, he will come out in three days."

Shuan Zi gradually calmed down, nodded and said: "Okay. How is Brother Mo's company these days? Nothing happened, right? Where are you now?"

Han Zhu said with a smile: "I went to the company these two days, everything is fine, the company is operating normally. Now I am out to play in the tourist area, and I am in the mountain hot spring hotel."

After hearing this, Shuanzi murmured: "Go to the hot spring, that's very good, why don't you tell me, we want to go too."

Han Zhu naturally couldn't tell her who he was with, and didn't scare him to death, so he reproduced a few words.

After hanging up the phone and returning to the office, the eyes of the three confidential secretaries and Mr. Wang were all on her.

She smiled calmly: "Sorry to bother you, I'd better go to the lounge next door."

Who knew that just as she was about to turn around and leave, Mr. Wang said in a hoarse voice, "Don't go."

He pointed to the leather chair closest to him: "Sit here and wait, I'll be fine soon."

Maybe he was also absent-minded so he reproduced, maybe it was really nothing, Mr. King actually finished handling state affairs quickly and sent away several confidential secretaries.

So this night, Han Zhu paid a painful but sweet price.

This price was still fresh in Han Zhu's memory for a period of time.

When I woke up early the next morning, there were birds chirping outside the lily window, and the sun was shining on the big bed.

Han Zhu opened his eyes, and what he saw was affectionate and focused gaze.

She suddenly felt a little maladjusted.

"Good morning." She said, but felt that her voice was a little hoarse.

"Good morning." Mr. King's voice sounded deep and pleasant.

"Are you awake already?" Han Zhu asked.

Mr. Wang, who looked especially handsome and handsome in the morning, bowed his head and kissed Han Zhu on the cheek: "Zhu Zhu, who called you last night?"

Han Zhu glanced at him, and said indifferently: "Why, you even take care of this?"

Mr. King smiled: "Is it not possible?"

As Han Zhu got up, he said nonchalantly: "It's nothing, the one I told you before is the friend who went to jail. Another friend knows about it, so please ask."

After hearing this, Mr. Wang smiled softly, and took Han Zhu's hand: "How many friends do you have?"

Han raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "There are a few, all of whom I am optimistic about and plan to train well."

Mr. King nodded: "If there is a chance, let me meet them too."

When Han Zhu heard this, he stopped talking immediately.

Hey, who are you, you are the great Mr. King, how can ordinary people see it, you see them, what is this!
Today's breakfast was very novel and unique, Han Zhu thought it was good, so he ate a few more mouthfuls.

While eating, she smiled and said, "When are you going back to Rong Yuan?"

After the passion, always return to reality.

When Mr. Wang heard this, his eyes fell on Han Zhu and he didn't let go: "I'll go back, what about you?"

His tone was pretending to be casual, but Han Zhu could hear the tension and concern in those words.

"I can't just go back to Rongyuan with you now." Han Zhu said.

"Why not?" Mr. King chased after him.

"If I follow you to Rongyuan, the news will leak out soon, and the whole world will know that we are together."

Mr. Wang's black eyes carried a meaning that made people unable to understand: "Why, you don't want others to know about our relationship?"

In fact, it was like this before. Although an important reason why their relationship was kept underground at that time was because he was still young, but he knew that she didn't want to disclose her relationship with him at all.

Mr. Wang stopped his hands and put down the chopsticks with his slender fingers, so the atmosphere in the restaurant was a little different.

Seeing this, Han Zhu walked over, sat on his lap, hugged his neck, and said with a smile, "Don't be unhappy. I didn't mean to disown you. It's just now that you think you announced your agreement with me. Is my relationship suitable?"

She smiled softly, so the expression on his face finally softened.

So she stretched out her hand, pinched his tall nose, and said softly: "Besides, I have a lot of things to do now. If I really have to go back to Rongyuan with you, I will give up everything here. You Don't forget, Song Jiaolan still holds a deadly thing in her hand, I must find out."

When she did this, no matter how much anger he had, it disappeared immediately.

So he held the finger that scratched his nose with his big hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "You haven't explained to me about Song Jiaolan."

He stared at her: "you have to tell me everything. I will deal with her."

He could no longer bear any news that she might be hurt.

Helpless, Han Zhu had no choice but to talk about the life-locking technique.

After hearing this, Mr. King was thoughtful.

In fact, although the woman he loves is a master of metaphysics, he is not willing to believe that.

But now that the woman he loved was reborn into another girl, he had no choice but to believe it.

Now that he heard about the life-locking technique, he couldn't help frowning: "Where is that life-locking knot? Will it do you any harm now?"

Han Zhu was actually also worried about this: "That life-killing technique locked the life of this girl and me together. Now that the girl has passed away, I am actually a little worried that it will affect me. But my little senior sister is very serious in her work. Cunning, if you take the liberty of arresting her for questioning, we will definitely not be able to get the fate-locking knot. She hates me so much, maybe we will never find it, or even use the fate-locking knot to harm me, this is not allowed predictable."

(End of this chapter)