LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

Ling Chen looked at the third master with blood on his face, and asked stupidly: "Third master, don't you like Miss Shuang?"

Ling Huanyu said that he didn't want to talk to this retarded man anymore.

He said lightly: "Two days ago, the person in charge in South Africa said that there was something wrong with our project, and we needed someone who could handle the situation. I think you are fine."

Ling Chen: "...!!!"

He opened his mouth, wanting to say that I don't want to go, but facing the cold face of the third master, he still kept his mouth shut.

"yes."

Ling Huanyu gave a light snort as he watched this capable subordinate leaving in a bleak manner.

idiot!

He sat down again, picked up the original document at hand and opened it again.

It's just that I can't concentrate.

His eyes were fixed on the words on the book, but Ling Chen's words kept echoing in his mind.

"Third Master, if you really like Miss Shuang..."

Closing his eyes forcefully, Ling Huanyu closed the book in his hand and lay on his back on the sofa.

He likes that woman Shuang Han?

How can it be!

...

Ling Chen walked downstairs with a lonely face.

He looked up at the bright sunlight above his head, and thought of the appalling high temperature in that land in South Africa, and felt that life was hopeless.

When Zhong Qing walked out of the room, he saw Ling Chen looking up at the sky at forty-five degrees. That figure, even the bystanders could feel a kind of deep melancholy.

Zhong Qing glanced at the sky inexplicably, um, the sky is clear and blue, and the clouds are white and soft. No matter how you look at it, it makes you feel good.

Could this be Ling Chen's form of expressing sadness?

Zhong Qing thought of the extremely popular 45-degree sadness in some TV series, and then connected with the 1.8-meter adult man in front of him, and shuddered.

The image of Mr. Ling Chen in her heart is becoming more and more fascinated.

She turned around immediately, ready to leave.

"Miss Shuang."

Ling Chen's voice came in a timely manner.

Zhong Qing turned around and looked at Ling Chen with cold eyes: "What's the matter?"

Ling Chen took a look at the person in front of him, his face was cold, and his eyes were also cold.

He thought of his absurd guesses earlier, and felt that he must have lost his mind - how could such a person do the same so-called money transaction?

He wanted to say something, but found that facing Zhong Qing's face, he couldn't say anything.

"It's nothing, the sun is a bit hot today, Miss Shuang should pay attention to sun protection when going out."

Ling Chen held back for a while before choking out these words.

After saying this, he seemed to beat himself to death, so stupid!

Love: "..."

She nodded: "Thank you."

After turning around to leave, Zhong Qing asked the system: "Tell me, is this Ling Chen reminding me that it's best not to go out today?"

"Maybe someone outside is planning to target the Ling family again?"

The system replied: "It is very likely, and the system also thinks that he is taking the opportunity to remind the host to be careful."

Zhong Qing nodded and sighed: "You said that these people are really tired to live, and they have to hide their words when they say something."

Ling Chen, who didn't know that he was "tired of living", said: "..."

But things in this world are so coincidental.

Zhongqing is just going out for a walk, and really meeting someone.

She looked at the people surrounding her, her expression unchanged: "Who are you?"

The person in the lead glanced at her and said with a smile: "As expected of the third master's woman, she is not surprised at all, amazing!"

Zhong Qing smiled in her heart, already knowing that this group of people was probably a gang of mobs.