CEO, Hold On A Moment

Jomo froze.

Everything around her seemed static to her.

There was a warm liquid splashing on her face. She stood blankly, watching Qi Sui's body fall in front of her His chest, a brilliant red; her hands, a hot gun.

What to do?

How did this happen?

She had no control over the development of things.

In Jomo's mind, he was at a loss

"Zhi --!"

The screeching sound of the brakes sounded. Before the dust had cleared away, several cars sped up and stopped near her. All the people who jumped out of the car were subordinates of Tangmen.

"Seventeen? White seventeen

"Qi Sui!"

“……”

……

Disordered steps, rapid shouts, the crowd quickly poured in, around a chaos.

Jomo was stiff.

There was a "buzz" in her head. She could not hear the people around her clearly, and could not say any excuse. She looked at herself surrounded by several subordinates, and they looked at her

Fear and nervousness.

“……” Her throat is hoarse and she can't make any sound.

Jomo's eyes were empty. Until her eyes crossed the crowd, she saw the tall and handsome figure, pushing aside the layers of subordinates, walking slowly towards her

Tang BeiYao.

At the moment, he is cold and dazzling.

He is like a light, like she just faded into the world of black and white, into the only color.

"Tang Shao?"

"Tang Shao!"

There is a constant voice of dissuasion from subordinates, trying to stop him from approaching. But Tang BeiYao turned a deaf ear and put aside his subordinates and stood in front of her.

The distance was so close that she could smell the crisp smell of him.

He looked down at her, with his aura, and covered up. When Jomo looks up a little, he can bump into the dark color and profundity of his eyes

And, the pressure is very strong!

His attitude was obscure.

Jomo was still.

She saw that Tang BeiYao took out a handkerchief and then reached out to help her wipe the warm spot on her face. His movement is very light, really very gentle, very focused in doing it.

The handkerchief was soon stained with blood. He looked down and continued as usual

Until clean.

Qiao Mu couldn't help but feel sour. She sniffed and sobbed, trying to tell him all the panic and helplessness, but Tang BeiYao opened her mouth first -

"put down the gun." His voice was quiet and sparse.

Surrounded by the surrounding group of subordinates, looked at each other, this has taken the gun.

"Put the gun down." Tang BeiYao repeated.

Qiao Mu is a Leng, when his palm clasps her wrist, she just reaction after knowing: her hand is still holding a gun! His words were originally meant for her.

"I..." She tried to open her mouth, but her wrist was tight. He quickly took the gun and threw it to his subordinates.

The subordinates took the gun, and then handed over a rope, silently forward: "Tang Shao?"

He is beckoning Tang BeiYao to bind people.

After all, if Miss Joe loses control

Tie it up. It's good for everyone!

Tang BeiYao did not answer.

His eyes stopped for a second in the thick rope, then quickly moved away. But the next second he just pulled off his tie, clenched her hands and tied her wrists with his tie.

She wanted to struggle, in exchange for his more powerful treatment.

Qiao Mu panicked: "Tang BeiYao..."

She wanted to explain, but he interrupted first: "don't talk to me." As he said this, he wrapped his tie around it and tied it heavily, which completely restrained the ability of her hands.

"Tang Shao." The subordinate drove the car over and took the initiative to open the back door.

The atmosphere of the scene is calm on the surface, but under the calm, there is a kind of unspeakable dignity.

"Well." Tang BeiYao nodded, took her in one hand, and walked forward heavily, "go home first."

…………

Jomo was pushed into the back seat.

Tang BeiYao didn't do anything to her. He didn't even say a word of blame. He didn't say anything. But from other people's eyes, she clearly felt She's being "escorted"!

No one believed her.

No one will listen to her explanation!

Jomo was silent. She was not in a hurry to prove anything. Her biggest emotion was not the anger of being slandered and misunderstood, but the sadness, the helpless and hopeless sadnessBai Shiqi saved her with his life!

Finally, she watched Bai Shiqi fall into a pool of blood, but she couldn't do anything. She knew I knew she should go up and fight with Qi Sui! Instead of being too scared to shoot until the last moment and letting Qi pull the trigger

But what's the use of thinking about it now?

Jomo can only silently lie on the window, silently staring at a car in the team. Just now, both Qi Sui and Bai Shiqi were taken away in the same car. What she is looking at now is the one with Bai Shiqi.

Her eyes were constantly blurring, which affected her vision. Jomo just silently wiped away the wet feeling, and then continued to look on the window.

Until -

the car suddenly accelerated, originally driving at a constant speed in the left rear, but suddenly overtaken, passed them, also passed the whole team, and drove in a certain direction at top speed

Soon it disappeared.

"White seventeen!" Qiao Mu was in a hurry. At the moment when she couldn't follow her sight, she subconsciously turned to Tang BeiYao, "Bai Shiqi's..." As she spoke, her hands were on his arms.

"Don't talk to me!" Tang BeiYao interrupted her without thinking.

He didn't turn his face, as if he had been looking at her direction just now. At this time, she turned around. Instead, he avoided, held his forehead, closed his eyes, and collected the pain from his eyes.

Only a dull voice, in the last warning: "Jomo, don't talk to me!"

He didn't know what to do to her!

"You misunderstood..." He misunderstood her! She can explain it! And what she wants to ask now is about Bai Shiqi Her car suddenly accelerated!

Is there a situation?

Will Bai Shiqi still be saved?

But the next second, she had a pain in her back neck. Before her eyes were all dark, she saw his enlarged handsome face and his disappointed eyes Then she lost her mind and fell.

She was knocked unconscious by him.

"Tang Shao?" The driver helped the Bluetooth headset and looked back at the back seat. "The monitor near the teahouse is broken. We can't get the picture at that time."

"No more." Tang BeiYao responded.

It's already happened.

Monitoring doesn't solve the problem.

His hand was holding her completely soft body, letting her lean against his arms. On the surface, she seemed to fall asleep against him

How peaceful and beautiful.

Tang BeiYao saw each other in the rearview mirror, then with a bitter smile, turned his eyes out of the window and stopped looking

…………

Wake up again.

Jomo found himself in a dark room. There are no windows in the room, only a bed, a set of tables and chairs, a lamp, and a bathroom. The only way to connect to the outside is an iron gate, which is made of iron fence.

And she woke up in the only bed in the room.

There was no one around.

Where is this?

How do you feel Like a prison?

"Anybody?" Jomo slipped down from the bed in a panic. The second her head regained consciousness, she ran to the iron door and tried to look out, "where is this?"

It's dark outside. She can't see anything.

Jomo's voice could not make a loud, hoarse cry, it was impossible to call anyone. She could only do her best to pat the iron door, expecting to attract others with her voice.

"Shh

Soon someone came near. Someone turned on the light outside and lowered his voice in panic: "Miss Joe, don't knock!"

It's a maid.

She appeared in a panic with a paper bag in her hand.

"Where is this?" Qiao Mu asked hoarsely, "where is Tang BeiYao? What about the others? Why did you lock me up? "

"Don't get excited! This is the confinement room of Tang house. It's in the backyard. You haven't been here before Don't think about it! When Tang Shao was a child, he did something wrong and was often locked up in a cell! " She was afraid of Jomo's discomfort and explained quickly, but after blurting it out, she couldn't help regretting it.

Do something wrong

Why did she emphasize that?

"Miss Qiao, Tang Shao is not at home." The maid explained softly, trying to put it mildly, "if you lose control again, you know People in my family dare not fight with you, so... "

Jomo's heart was chilly.

Out of control?

So soon, everyone thinks she's out of control?

"Oh, Miss Joe, don't sit on the ground! The ground is cool... " Seeing that Qiao Mu was sitting on the ground a little bit, the maid wanted to stop him anxiously, but it was useless at all.

The maid was helpless.

She could only sit with Jomo outside the iron gate.

"Can you let me out?" Know to ask is also white to ask, Qiao mu or dispirited ground opened a mouth.The maid shook her head in embarrassment.

"The key is in Tang Shao's hand. He will deal with it To deal with Mr. Qi Sui's affairs, he should come back in the evening. " The maid pursed her lips. After two seconds, she pulled out a few bags of things from her paper bag. "I brought you something to eat. Are you hungry?"

It's all pastries and snacks. Joe feels the time. It should be just after dinner.

She didn't eat for two consecutive meals.

But she had no appetite.

"What happened to Qi Sui?" On the contrary, Qiao Mu was more concerned about this. She shrugged her shoulders and licked her dry lips. "Qi sui Dead? "

"Yes."

The maid answered. She saw Jomo's profile, sitting on the ground, hiding in the shadow, with an indescribable loneliness.

Then, she heard that Jomo continued with hesitation -

"that What about white seventeen? "