小说:薄少缚爱成婚(后续入口)
发布于 2021-09-05 14:58
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"You..." This bitch, person!
Tang Wanrou's expression was distorted a bit, and his eyes became more vicious.
She let out a cold voice, turned around, opened the door of the office, and shouted: "Help, help, murder..."
The secretary sitting outside the president's room jumped up in shock: "Miss Tang, what happened."
The Mohs employees working in the office lobby raised their heads to look over there.
She saw Tang Wanrou clutching her left hand with her right hand, blood overflowing from the back of her hand.
Secretary Li suddenly exclaimed: "God, Miss Tang, your hand is hurt."
"What's going on? Miss Tang, who hurt you?"
"Who is in President Mo's office."
At this time, the office door opened.
Everyone's eyes fell on the woman who came out of it...
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Chapter 8
Tang Wanrou was very responsive. When she saw Tang Wanxin coming out of it, she quickly hid behind a tall male employee and exclaimed: "No, don't come over..."
Everyone increased their vigilance one after another, all looking at Tang Wanxin's hand to see if she was holding a murder weapon such as a fruit knife in her hand.
But everyone was disappointed. She only held a mobile phone in her hand and carried a delicate bag on her waist. The perfume inside was sealed by her so well that it would not be smelled at all.
Tang Wanrou kills people because of her fragrance. Six years later, she won't let her have the opportunity to attack herself again.
She looked at Tang Wanrou with a smile, and said, "Have you finished your play? If not, please continue. There are still two hours and fifteen minutes before the end of President Mo’s meeting. This time It's all your performance time."
Tang Wanrou's face was red and annoyed when she heard this, but due to the large number of people, she tried her best to restrain it.
But in the eyes of everyone, Tang Wanrou was threatened by Tang Wanxin, with a look of horror on her face.
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