Chapter 116 of the second part, 'East Earth Big Sugar&a

Zhuo." 。"Oh Why did they divorce back then They seem to still be in love. " 。"“I'm not quite sure" 。Xiaoxin knows roughly, it seems because of President Zhu's mother, but this is Lawyer Shu's private...Zhao Tingxing's eyes flashed with killing intent. It was as if he was barely restraining himself, the tendons above his temples jumping erratically. He nearly choked her by the neck and hissed, "Don't play tricks in front of me. Even if you burn down this house and yourself to ashes, don't even think about getting out."

She was being choked, her face red and swollen, she trembled as she spoke: "Even if I'm stupid, I wouldn't burn myself again."

His hand gradually loosened, and the old woman beside him hurriedly came over and pried his fingers open: “A-Ting, don't fool around.”

He then let go, Lu YaoYao coughed violently, her throat hurt, and her calf ached terribly.

The old woman brought her a bucket of cold water and asked her to soak her feet in it to cool down.

She was soaking her feet when she suddenly broke down and cried uncontrollably. It wasn't acting, it was genuine heartbreak. The water had landed right on the scars that had been burned on her just before. Those scars were already very faint, but seeing them triggered a wave of emotions. She felt an intense longing for Gu Ruandong, remembering when she was in the hospital and he climbed over from the next room to see her. She remembered how he'd carved her name onto his ankle, in the same spot as her scar, just so she wouldn't feel so bad.

Over the past few days, she had been feeling relatively calm. Suddenly, a sharp and piercing longing overwhelmed her.

Zhaotingxing is a very cold-blooded person. Even though she was crying like this, he just watched from the sidelines, even observing whether she was acting or truly crying.

It was the old woman who rushed over to comfort her, asking, "Does it hurt After you soak, I'll rub medicine on it for you."

She nodded with tear-filled eyes: "It hurts a lot. Can you take me to the hospital"

Seize every opportunity to go out.

Zhaoting walked away with a sneer after hearing it.

The old woman took a bottle of orange-yellow oil from the cabinet next to her and said, “This is camellia oil. I’ll rub some on you, it won’t leave a scar.”

Actually, it wasn't very painful. She just really wanted to take care of Gu Ruandong and took this opportunity to vent her emotions. She cried with hiccups, trembling all over.

The old woman saw her crying pitifully, wiped the oil off her face and said: “Go back to your room and lie down. I’ll bring you some chicken soup and dishes later.”

Lu YaoYao had no appetite now. She limped, leaning on the railing as she climbed the stairs and lay down. Exhausted from crying, she fell asleep unknowingly. She had a dream, dreaming of picking him up after work that afternoon. He stood in front of the car, smiling at her. But the image was fragmented. The Gu Corporation building behind him gradually became one mountain after another, stretching endlessly into the distance. She ran towards him, throwing herself into his arms and saying, "Brother, quickly take me away from here." Gu Ruandong held her, smiling gently, "Don't cry, nothing will happen."

He always remained calm and collected, like Mount Tai was crumbling before him, which brought peace of mind. She wanted to reach out and hug him, but his figure gradually blurred until he vanished. Her hand fell empty, and a hollow ache settled in her heart.

At the same time, in Senzhou, Gu Ruandong was taking a nap in his office chair when he had the same dream. He dreamt of being trapped in darkness and crying, and a voice told him not to cry and that everything would be fine.

He awoke soaked in sweat, a bone-chilling cold creeping over him inch by inch. He furrowed his brows, got up, and went to the restroom to change into a fresh set of clothes before heading out.

Yao Yao went missing. He didn't search for her aimlessly or alarm Lu Kuo and the others, because he knew Zhao Tingxing had taken her. At least for now, as long as Zhao Tingxing hadn't achieved his goal, he knew she was safe.

Reason and composure were the fruits of his years of cultivation, but even so, in moments of stillness, his heart burned like a brand on iron.

He had come to understand Zhao Tingxing's cunning and treachery. They had clashed several times, and he usually came out on top because back then, his mind was focused solely on the task at hand, with no vulnerabilities to exploit. No matter how ruthless Zhao Tingxing was, he could be even more so.

And now, his Achilles' heel has been exposed, like handing a dagger to the enemy and letting them stab him.

His people, along with those on the big boat, turned Zhao Tingxing's southwest headquarters upside down.

But in the state of Senzhou, YaoYao disappeared on the same day that he would have met Zhao Tingxing.

He stormed into Zhao Tingxing's office, picked up a chair nearby and smashed it towards his head. Zhao Tingxing reacted quickly, slightly turning his head, the chair hit the back window and shattered with a loud bang, glass shards scattering everywhere.

Twenty-something floors high, the obstruction instantly vanished. The wind blew in, and Gu Ruandong, dressed in black, had a scarlet glint in his eyes. Before Zhao Tingxing could react, he grabbed his collar, as if about to throw him from this great height.

"Where is he" His voice came from his chest, crackling with anger.

Zhao Tingxing had half his body hanging in mid-air, his back covered in bloody scratches from shattered glass. He showed no fear as he bargained: first, solve the county's issue of women being kidnapped and sold; second, assist the provincial official in getting promoted, needing him to clear connections above.

After Zhao Tingxing finished speaking, Gu Ruandong's hand suddenly loosened a little. His body slipped outward another few centimeters. As long as he let go, Zhao Tingxing would surely be smashed to pieces.

The only calm person in the office was Bao Sang. She rushed over and grabbed Zhao Tingxing, persuading Gu Ruandong: "His death wouldn't do you any good."

Gu Ruandong's arms were tense, even under the black shirt, you could see the outline of his strong and powerful muscles. The exposed wrists and arm bones looked cold and intimidating. His hand was gripping Zhao Tingxing's lifeline at this moment.

His hand suddenly tightened, pulling Zhao Tingxing back. He then stomped on his face, and the ground was covered in glass shards. Where Zhao Tingxing lay, blood flowed from his head and back.

But never spoke, hiding people somewhere.

Bossang was actually a little confused. She had been practically inseparable from Zhao Tingxing these past two days, but when did he kidnap Lu Yaoyao She didn't know anything about it.

Zhao Tingxing's requirements were very clear: Gu Ruandong handles this, and he will release the person.

Gu Ruandong still held the collar of his shirt, squatting beside him. He looked down at Zhao with a nonchalant tone: "Zhao Zong, two years haven't been kind to you. Your stamina has decreased."

They had crossed paths before, both fearless men. This kind of fighting was pointless. After letting off steam, he calmed down.

In fact, the turnover had already been completed last year. This year, the former officials of that position were disgraced and suddenly resigned, causing these people to become restless again.

I wanted him to help, to smooth things over. The person I turned to was Minister Liao, who has a certain acquaintance with him. Minister Liao holds the power of life and death over this position.

Zhao Tingxing didn't say much, struggling to get up from the ground. He only emphasized: "As long as the transfer is successful, I will definitely let him go."

Gu Ruandong: "I can't wait that long, I need to call her now, or I won't do anything for you."

That dream from this afternoon frightened him, he had to call her, afraid she'd be scared, afraid she'd cry.

The two parties' negotiations reached a stalemate.nyway. Besides, the HR manager seems cheerful and outgoing from her usual demeanor. Stage fright Impossible.Lin Zhihao dawdled his way to the public office area, while walking he took out his WeChat a...