Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

After all, she had worked with Ling Xuanhan before and was familiar with him. She had also come to the Ling Corporation before, so she lied to the receptionist that she had an appointment with Ling Xuanhan.    

The receptionist told her to go up directly.    

She went to the highest floor of the building. The CEO's office was not closed, and Ling Xuanhan's assistant was inside.    

She did not intend to eavesdrop, but the conversation between the assistant and Ling Xuanhan happened to be heard by her.    

She was so scared that she turned around and ran away, not daring to knock on the door to look for Ling Xuanhan anymore.    

Until now, her heart was still beating wildly. She was very nervous and angry.    

Ling Xuanhan actually wanted to cause trouble at Zhan Yeling's construction site.    

What did it mean that something had happened at the construction site?    

Could it be that he was going to extend the devil's claws to the workers?    

Only the construction site could cause such a big problem. Only a few lives would be lost in order to attract the public's attention, and the Ling Corporation would become the target of public criticism.    

After thinking through this, Ho Jixiang's expression became even uglier, and her heart trembled with hatred towards Ling Xuanhan.    

This kind of person had no bottom line at all. He had gone insane!    

For his own purpose, he actually ignored the lives of others!    

Ho Jixiang sat in the bus. She nervously took out her phone and called Shi Zeyu. The phone was connected, but no one answered.    

Ho Jixiang was anxious, "Shi Zeyu, quickly answer the phone …"    

Just when she thought that Shi Zeyu would ignore her, the phone was picked up.    

Shi Zeyu's angry voice came through the phone, "What are you doing?"    

Seeing that it was Ho Jixiang's number, the anger in his heart surged, and the hatred in his heart rose even higher.    

Ho Jixiang's number had always been in his phone. When the phone didn't ring, it would lie quietly in his phone. It was lonely and cold.    

Now that the phone rang, he didn't want to pick it up, but in the last second, when the phone was about to automatically turn off, he still picked it up.    

His angry voice came out, and it was unknown whether it was because of his anger towards her or because he was angry at himself for being so disappointing.    

Hearing Shi Zeyu's voice, Ho Jixiang's heart skipped a beat. At that moment, she was glad and excited. She could not wait to say, "Shi Zeyu, Ling Xuanhan wants to do something to the construction site of the Linhua Group … Uh …"    

Before Ho Jixiang could finish her words, her mouth was covered by someone, and her phone fell to the ground.    

A person wearing black clothes and a cap with a face full of stubble came from behind and covered her. He took her out of the bus.    

Shi Zeyu's voice was cut off halfway through his sentence. He could tell that there was something wrong with the phone. His anger turned into anxiety, and he shouted, "Ho Jixiang, speak! Ho Jixiang!"    

"Du du …" The other party was already busy.    

"Oh no!" Shi Zeyu realized that something was wrong. He quickly put away his phone and drove out to find Ho Jixiang.    

He went to Ho Jixiang's house, but because Ho Jixiang had not changed the password, Shi Zeyu could come in directly.    

"Welcome, welcome..." The parrot repeated.    

Shi Zeyu searched the house, but Ho Jixiang was not home.    

He frowned and looked at the parrot worriedly.    

"Little thief, little thief, you stole my heart, you stole my heart..." The parrot said again.    

Shi Zeyu did not know what it meant. He went up and asked the parrot seriously, "Where's Ho Jixiang? Where did she go?"    

The parrot repeated, "Where's Ho Jixiang, where did she go, where did she go..."    

Shi Zeyu gritted his teeth. It made sense. The parrot only knew how to repeat other people's words, so it was impossible for it to make up a story.    

It would not answer a person's question either.    

It said, "Little thief, you stole my heart. I don't know who you learned it from."