Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

The handwriting on the note was obviously written by another hand.

It was so crooked that I couldn't tell anything except what was written.

— do as told.

Simple five words, in exchange for two lives.

The money and the note had already made Lin Hanxing understand Jiang Xibao's intentions.

"You also asked someone else to investigate this matter."

Lin Hanxing's cold voice somewhat calmed Jiang Xibao's nervousness.

This is an affirmative sentence, not an interrogative sentence.

Jiang Xibao's fingers trembled slightly, and obvious fear flashed across his eyes.

"Yes, before looking for Miss Nine, I appointed a private detective to investigate this matter."

Lin Hanxing held the note in his hand, his beautiful eyes were slightly cold, thoughtful.

"However, the private detective died four days ago."

Jiang Xibao shuddered subconsciously.

That day, he sent himself a text message, saying that he asked to meet.

But as soon as I arrived at the place, I only heard a loud bang.

The detective she hired fell from a height and died in front of her.

"What about you? You haven't been threatened?"

Now that those people have found a private eye, then...

How could Jiang Xibao be spared?

I saw Jiang Xibao's expression was a little awkward, hesitant to speak.

"Looked for me, but..."

but?

Jiang Xibao chuckled, but saw her reach out and slam the corner of the marble table.

Just a pop...

Lin Hanxing watched helplessly as Jiang Xibao broke the corner of the marble table like a biscuit!

"I have been stronger than others since I was a child. Those people are probably still lying in the hospital."

This is more than strength?

Rarely, Lin Hanxing's exquisite little face showed a slight shock.

Fleeting.

"Then I heard about Nine Girls, and immediately decided to pack up and go to Mengsong."

Jiang Xibao was still pinching the corner of the table with great joy.

"You know what happened later."

Lin Hanxing didn't speak, his eyes fell on Jiang Xibao.

The latter only felt that her eyes made her heart tremble, and belatedly remembered something.

Does she have to pay for this table?

"I accepted, but..."

Before Jiang Xibao came, he heard the 'but' behind Lin Hanxing!

"Before you come to me, you should know that the price of letting me sell is not cheap."

Jiang Xibao's expression froze slightly.

Indeed, she had no money, very poor.

Lin Hanxing took a few glances at Jiang Xibao, and handed her the empty white glazed teacup in front of her.

"Crush it."

Jiang Xibao crushed the teacup in his hand almost as a conditioned reflex.

Obviously, Lin Hanxing is very satisfied with her 'ability'.

"I'm not a philanthropist, but I'm not that pushy, and if you don't have money, you can go the other way..."

Lin Hanxing slowed down his tone, as if deliberately luring his prey into the bait.

"In what way?"

Jiang Xibao looked at her in a daze.

"I'll help you find out the truth. As for you, sell it to me for ten years!"

"What?"

Jiang Xibao stood up abruptly, speaking in surprise.

What does it mean to sell to her for ten years?

"Don't worry, I just asked you to help me fight!"

Lin Hanxing rarely smiled.

Jiang Xibao was stunned for a moment.

"You followed me, I can guarantee your safety, and I will pay you regularly every month. Don't you think it's a good deal?"

"It's a good deal, but..."

Jiang Xibao was still immersed in her smile, thinking it was really pretty...

"You said it was a good deal, what else is there?"

Jiang Xibao always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell exactly what it was.

"I... I promise."

Jiang Xibao didn't react until he got to the door.

Did she just sell herself because she was deceived by Ninth Girl's beauty?