The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

Chapter 247

Hei Huomian was thinking and recalled what happened a few days ago.

Two days ago during lunch break, I went to the Mingxin Group Building.

Han Shuli hurried into the elevator and impatiently pressed the door closing button and the parking lot floor button three or four times in a row, then took out his mobile phone and pressed the buttons.

Suddenly, the elevator door was reopened, and a person with cold words and long legs almost rushed into the elevator car at the same time:

"Director, are you going somewhere in such a hurry?"

Han Shuli was startled and stepped back subconsciously, hiding her phone behind her. She saw Qin Xi reaching out to press the floor panel, turning back and smiling at her, "Are you going to the negative 2nd floor?"

"I forgot something in the car." Han Shuli quickly regained his composure, frowned and glanced at his watch with his usual dignity, and stepped towards the elevator door. "There are still ten minutes before work. Where are you going?"

Qin Xi looked back at the other party and originally said, "If you want to call the police, I can do it for you."

At the same time, when Bai Shuiru went to the visa center to get her passport back and returned to Serment Studio, Jing Churan had been waiting for a while.

Jing Churan, who was always carefree, subconsciously sat up straight and put his hands stiffly in front of him when he saw Bai Shuiru coming towards him with his golden nanmu box and a black velvet gift box in both hands.

After Jing Churan thanked him, he gently moved the two boxes in front of him with a respectful and expectant look. He took a deep breath and gently opened the golden nanmu box. There was still most of his lover's hair left in the box. He stroked the silky long hair with a smile on his face, then kissed her hair and murmured:

"I haven't seen you for a long time."

Jing Churan put down the golden nanmu box and then opened the black velvet gift box. His eyes lit up and even memories surged.

Inside the gift box are two rings placed together:

The main stone of the women's ring is a 5-carat red gemstone, which is pave-set and claw-set to show a blooming Lycoris radiata.

The men's ring uses pavé green gemstones to showcase the narrow green leaves of Lycoris radiata.

The two rings are placed together, "breaking" the legend that flowers and leaves cannot meet.

Both rings are made with 5D hydrogen-free electro-blackening technology, with a layer of rhodium plated on the surface of gold, giving the extremely inert gold a nostalgic feeling that will be washed away by the years.

The pigeon blood red gem is like a dried rose. Even if the flower is dried by the years and preserved in a book, it still retains your original smile and charm.

Jing Churan strung the two rings together with a necklace and wore it on his chest. After gently stroking them, he carefully fastened the buttons of his shirt that were originally open, hiding them behind the fabric.

"Thank you for your hard work, cousin." Jing Churan bowed to Bai Shuiru and kissed her hand before turning around, pushing the door open and driving away in his convertible sports car. Only the lingering sound of the cheerful and unrestrained "Marry You" lingered in front of the Serment store.

It turns out that there are people and things that even Meng Po herself cannot forget.

As Bai Shuiru shook her head gently, her phone rang:

"Ms. Bai, did Director Han come to see you today?"

Bai Shuiru could hear the anxiety in Li You's tone, "Director Han? No. What happened?"

"Director Han did not attend the meeting just now, nor did she ask for leave. Colleagues at the design center said that they saw her hurriedly leave the office at lunchtime and she has not returned since. I called her home, and her girlfriend also said that she did not return home after leaving in the morning."

Director Han always gives instructions for what he does. Is there something urgent going on?

Bai Shuiru ended the call and was absent-mindedly making tea when she was suddenly startled by the sound of the glass door of the shop slamming.

There was a bloody handprint on the glass door with a brown and gold poster on it. It was then pushed open and Han Shuli, who was stumbling and covered in blood, walked in.

"Director Han?! What happened? How do you feel? I will stop the bleeding for you right away!" Bai Shuiru helped Han Shuli to the sofa and turned around to get the first aid kit, but was grabbed by the other party by the wrist.

"Don't bother with these things, just run away with me..."

"Do you need help?" A familiar male voice came closer silently.

Bai Shuiru was surprised, "Qin Xi? When did you come in?"

Han Shuli staggered and raised his hand to protect Bai Shuiru behind him, then stepped back, pointing at Qin Xi and accusing him:

"Run away! It's him. He's the one who stole your design and sold it to Espoir! He even kidnapped me before..."

Qin Xi sneered and pulled out a utility knife from his waist. "Why do you think I, who is so talented, should be inferior to others and be willing to flatter her shameless person who won the championship and gained attention by relying on connections!" He lowered his eyes and admired the blood on the blade that had not yet dried.

No! This is totally illogical! Bai Shuiru grabbed the tissue box, makeup mirror and water cup and threw them at Qin Xi. She took Han Shuli and ran just one step before Qin Xi grabbed her wrist and she fell into his arms. Then the box cutter was placed on her neck.

Han Shuli covered her wound and slowed down her speech to make her gradually weakened voice sound more credible. She straightened her back and looked at Qin Xi with disdain, "I had already called the police before coming here, and there are surveillance cameras everywhere to record your evidence and upload it in real time. You can't escape, Qin Xi!"

"Really?" Qin Xi disagreed. He held the dagger in his right hand and pressed the tip of the knife against Bai Shuiru's neck.

Bai Shuiru took a deep breath to adjust her mood, blew away the hair that fell in front of her, and tried to distract the other party or persuade him:

"Even if you don't believe what Director Han said, you should know that I have a bodyguard around me 24 hours a day..."

Suddenly, a knife flashed, and Bai Shuiru felt a chill on her neck. Then, Qin Xi pushed her away forcefully. She subconsciously covered her neck, staggered, and tried to steady her steps, breathing rapidly as she felt the wounds on her body.

"How are you? How are you, Bai Shuiru?!" Han Shuli didn't bother to chase Qin Xi who disappeared in the purple light. He rushed to Bai Shuiru and looked at the latter's wound. "Why is there so much blood on your hand? Press the wound quickly and don't let go! I, I'll call 120 right away!"

"I'm fine, that's your blood." Bai Shuiru showed Han Shuli the blood on the back of her hand, and lifted up her right hair that had been cut to shoulder length, "I'm fine, just a little hair was cut."

"It was just my hair that was cut, that's great..." Han Shuli breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes rolled back as he smiled, and his legs went limp and he fell down.