The petite wife of the paranoid boss turned wild

Chapter 250 Under the Calm
Su Yantang hid under the table, with her head half lowered, her slightly long bangs covered most of her face, making it difficult for people to see the expression on her face clearly.

The footsteps approached, like a countdown to some kind of death.

The bursts of thunder outside provided the most terrifying background sound for the footsteps, and the darkened office also became the most eerie background color.

The pen that was originally placed on the table slowly rolled towards the edge of the table somehow, and it seemed that it was about to roll to the edge of the table.

The footsteps were getting closer and louder.

The pen had already rolled to the edge of the table and fell in the air.

At this moment, a small hand caught the pen without making a sound.

Su Yantang held the pen in the palm of her hand, and the sharp tip of the pen shone coldly under the lightning.

There was a "boom" and another thunder.

Su Yantang pursed her lips tightly, and slightly tightened her fingers holding the pen.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, but at this moment her brain was unusually sober because of the unknown situation in front of her, and she could even be said to be calm.

The tall figure had a kind of strong oppression in the darkness, which made the originally not-so-big office feel cramped.

The world seemed to be at peace, the thunder was gone, and the lightning had temporarily stopped.

The windows were shut, the heavy curtains were drawn, and the room was terribly dark.

Suddenly, the footsteps stopped.

"Su Yantang."

A specially disguised voice sounded in the office.

Su Yantang's pupils shrank slightly. She knew that it was not Lu Jingyao who came, so she was so vigilant.

She originally thought that the person who came would be Chu Jingsheng. Although the possibility was extremely small, she still had such a glimmer of hope.

But this unfamiliar voice in disguise didn't seem to belong to Chu Jingsheng.

Who will it be?Why does he know his name and know that he is here.

"Come out." The voice spoke again.

Su Yantang was silent for two seconds, and then slowly stood up from under the table.

With her hands behind her back, she held the pen tightly in her right hand.

The room was extremely dim, making it impossible for her to see the figure of the man standing two steps away from her.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"You know the answer." The man said, "Think carefully."

He seemed to be guiding her to think, but also seemed to be simply throwing out such a statement, playing with her in the palm of his hand.

Su Yantang didn't speak rashly, she tried to find some clues.

The man's footsteps were extremely steady, and he never paused or hesitated since he came in. He should be a very confident person, not only confident in the environment in this office, but also very confident in his own strength.

Guessing from calling her name, he should have known her a long time ago, and she should have met him, otherwise he wouldn't ask her to guess.

Countless figures filtered through Su Yantang's mind, and she quickly compared and overlapped these figures with the one in front of her.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems that only a second has passed.

Su Yantang's eyes became firm, and at this moment, a bolt of lightning struck, and the room was illuminated by a flash of light, revealing the appearance of the man.

He was wearing a black mask that completely covered his face.

But even this mask confirmed Su Yantang's conjecture.

She took a step forward, lowered her hands quietly, and said at the same time: "The fourth floor of the dark field, you are the one who follows Yin Xiangru."

(End of this chapter)