Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

From his indifferent eyes and his calm words, I could feel the dazedness, even ignorance, of his childhood.

At that time, he should have no idea what family love is.

Because no one taught him.

If he hadn't suddenly inspired this goal at that time, he might still be wandering outside like a wandering soul without a soul!

Su Qiao thought for a while: "After taking revenge, do you have a goal?"

Shouldn't it be boring enough to play tricks on others?

Li Jingtai's mouth was slightly raised, his eyes were bright, and he smiled at her: "Yes."

"What is it?"

Su Qiao was a little curious, and immediately said, "I can help you."

"real?"

A strange light flashed in Li Jingtai's eyes.

"Then I'll be here to thank you first."

Su Qiao always felt that she had done something wrong just now: "Do you need to be so polite to me?"

Li Jingtai smiled and nodded: "Okay, I won't be so polite in the future."

"I'm hungry for cooking." Su Qiao looked at the smile in his eyes and wondered if she had fallen into the pit again.

However, thinking that I still have so many pairs of 'eyes' to help stare at him, I was relieved.

Li Jingtai got up in a good mood: "Okay, what do you want to eat today?"

"Whatever! I'll eat what you do."

"You are really good to support." Li Jingtai smiled, touched her head, and left the room briskly.

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On the other side, He Meishu hurried back home.

After finding her brother at the small garage at home, she grabbed him with a trembling hand: "Brother, where are you on the afternoon of May 13th?"

He Taisheng glanced at her hand displeasedly, but still patiently replied: "It's been so long since May 13th, how can I remember? What's the matter?"

He Meishu stared at him closely, with some anxiety in her eyes: "Did you go back to the old house over there in Qilitun?"

He Taisheng's eyes flashed, and he said indifferently, "It should be."

"It's been too long, I can't remember. You also know that your brother and I are not in good health and have a bad memory."

He Meishu was a little anxious, and instinctively exerted force on her hand: "Think about it, have you ever been there that day, and have you met anyone."

In the end, He Taisheng couldn't help but pulled her hand away and shook his sleeves.

"Okay, I'll think about it."

"May 13th...afternoon..."

He Taisheng frowned and thought about it for a while.

"Oh, I remember, I played chess with Old Man Wu and the others in the park that afternoon, and came back after dark."

"Are you sure?" He Meishu frowned and looked at his expression, as if to determine whether he was lying.

He Taisheng looked as usual, and nodded calmly: "Sure, what's wrong? Don't you believe your brother and me?"

He Meishu grabbed his right arm, lifted it up, and said with a stern tone, "Then what's wrong with your hand?"

The reason why she was in such a hurry to come back was because she suddenly remembered that on May 30th, she accidentally saw his brother disinfecting the wound on the back of her hand.

Plus his brother's blood type is special.

She had to doubt something.

He Taisheng's face was indifferent, and he said indifferently: "It's just that I was scratched while repairing the car. You know, I will inevitably suffer some minor injuries in this kind of work."

After a pause, he touched the top of her head and reassured: "Don't worry, brother has long since done that."

"That's all because my brother was young and watched his parents burn to death, so he was stimulated and did some extreme things for a while."