All the Planes Knelt and Begged the Villainess to be Humane Chapter 1155: Don’t be a marionette (19)


Qianyan was not surprised by Huo Zongcheng's phone call. The people over there seemed to know Huo Zongcheng's identity and were waiting for her reply.

In order to control the original owner, Mu Qiao negotiated with the other party many times. After a while, the other party should not chop off Huo Zongcheng's fingers, which made her a little disappointed.

Qianyan thought for a while and said, "You know that you can't win the bet, and they will cheat, why do you still want to gamble?" At this point, she changed her tone and said to another person, "You better let my dad go, or I'll call the police."

"I'll give you three days."

"Miss Huo, for the safety of your father's fingers and life, I advise you not to call the police, otherwise we will really be rude. Since we dare to call you, it means that the police are useless. Our current position , It’s useless to find anyone. I still want to see your father, and get the money ready within three days.”

Before Qian Yan could hang up the phone, she hung up first, and Fan Er got up steadily.

Qianyan put down her phone and put the matter aside.

It should be possible that they would cut off Huo Zongcheng's fingers if they didn't get the money. But it is completely unnecessary to throw Huo Zongcheng down to feed the fish.

Since she didn't give money here, Huo Zongcheng's final outcome was to have his fingers chopped off and thrown back.

It's okay, it's too cheap for him to die, it's better to come back and live the life he should have.

Let's talk about Mu Qiao, he is in the company's office now. Even if he doesn't show up very much and stays in the office, it is inevitable that he will feel strange eyes from the company's employees.

The doctor Song Jin introduced to him was diagnosing him, but nothing was found in the end. Of course, the psychiatrist thought that he must be sick, but he couldn't see it just by looking at it like this. He asked him to take time to go to the hospital. Not only did he have some psychological tests, but he also had to have a comprehensive physical examination.

Although Mu Qiao knew that the hope was slim, he still decided to do it.

He told the doctor repeatedly that he didn't want to wear pink clothes, but the doctor asked him to take off the pink coat, but he didn't move. But he was in good health and did not see any ailments, and the doctor guessed that this should be what caused the psychological impact on him.

Mu Qiao was a little desperate. Sure enough, seeing a doctor by this method was useless.

After a day of tossing and tossing, he could only go home dejected. Looking at the door of the house, he felt a sense of despair and fear.

His room and study have been decorated in pink, and he doesn't want to go back at all. But every time this time, he couldn't control himself.

Walking into the living room, he really saw that devilish woman.

Mu Qiao felt a little regretful, maybe he shouldn't have provoked this woman. Otherwise, it will not be controlled by the other party.

He walked to Qianyan and sat down, looking at her wearily, with some pleading in his eyes, but anger and resentment were hidden under the pleading. He swore that as long as he returns to normal, he must make this woman look good.

However, the reality is that he didn't dare to provoke this woman until he found a way.

Since she can do this, there must be others in this world. An expert who knows this method, he will be found at all costs.

Mu Qiao's eyes fell on Qianyan's face, and only then did he realize that the other party had permed his hair.

Originally she was black and straight, but now she has long curly hair and dyed it.

"It seems that you don't have such a big problem in your heart. You don't think there is a problem with my dressing up like this, do you?"

Mu Qiao was speechless and remained silent on the spot.

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