MTL - The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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"President, you should go to the dinner at noon." The female secretary saw Mu Lingyi finally out of the office, busy reminding.

After looking at the time on the watch on the wrist, I thought of the still-sleeping Luoyan, and Muling’s impulse for the first time was negative.

But this is only an instant thing.

"Got it."

The female secretary secretly glanced at the look of the cold, and could not distinguish the man in good mood.

"And..." She opened her mouth and tried to stop. "Su Dong is going to see you, it should be for the purpose of expelling his daughter in the morning."

The scorpion of Mu Ling’s deep scorpion has no temperature at all. “Notify the accounting department to liquidate all the accounts of Su Dong’s daughter as the manager of the purchasing department, and the greedy rebate will reach the amount of the indictment and directly report the police.”

This year, there was no fish in the first water, so all the companies closed their eyes for this kind of kickback.

But I have already given them a step, since I don’t know how to lift, then don’t blame him for killing.

"I will go to the notice." The secretary of the female secretary shrank.

I thought that I had a diamond necklace from Su Dong in my bag. I felt like a reminder. I can’t wait to throw it back to him immediately.

Mu Lingyan looked at the eyes as if it had been burned by the fire, the back of the departure, the sarcasm of the light.

She was just a class that had let her wait for a few days for the original assistant. So soon she gave birth to a dream that she should not have.

It seems that in the future, the top-level employees have to be replaced by men, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings and troubles.

Thinking this way, his mind did not consciously reveal the small appearance of the Luoyan smoke.

The chill heart is soft and soft.

With a shallow smile on his mouth, Mu Lingqi gently pushed the door open, and the empty sofa slammed into his eyes without a warning.

His heart was like a knife in the blade, and it hurts to breathe.

Why is she gone again?

I just stayed outside for a few minutes. How did she disappear?

Mu Ling’s hands clenched into fists, and the blue veins burst out and slowly whitened.

Some steps swayed to the desk, and he shook his hands and brought up the surveillance picture from the computer.

When I went out, the little man was still sleeping on the sofa honestly, and his face was sweet, but in less than a minute, she disappeared into the surveillance like that.

Muring 曦 repeatedly played the one-minute picture in the computer, such as the knife-like and fortitude of Jun Yan’s tightness.

Is it really like Luo Liyan said, she does not know how she disappeared?

How can such a strange thing happen to her?

Mu Lingqi took out the phone, irritatedly flipped through his address book, and wanted to find a professional to ask.

But when he turned from the beginning to the end, he found out that he couldn't ask.

Yes, how can an atheist like him contact a professional who was the same as a liar in his eyes.

The mood is complicated to look at the monitoring again, and Mu Ling’s thin lips are dead and straight.

The last time she disappeared, she appeared in her home. What about this time?

Will it appear in a dangerous place?

In the water? On the road? Still the top of the tall building?

There is a horrible and **** picture in my mind.

Mu Ling slammed up and walked out in a messy way.

Although he still doesn't know what kind of feeling he has for Luo Yayan, he knows that he will not let her disappear into his own world anyway.