The female supporting role who passed through time was poisoned again

Chapter 3 Making the hero a pauper 2
Before, she thought that Li Chengze killed her because of Jiang Ying, but after receiving the plot, she realized that he had already regarded her as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.

Just because she knew him too well and knew too many of his secrets, she could still accept the reason for her death.

Acceptable does not mean that she will submit to it, she will break his sharp blade and pull him from the throne of power before he plots to kill her.

She wanted to stand at the top and watch his downcast appearance.

The door of the office made a loud bang.

Jiang Ying, who was wearing a white dress, came out with her mouth pouting and her cheeks bulging with anger.

Ignoring the system's introduction of Jiang Ying's role, Zihua held a tablet in her hand and gracefully pushed open the door of the office.

In front of the huge glass window, Li Chengze stood with his hands in his pockets, as if he wanted to see the scenery downstairs.

A hint of sarcasm flashed in Zihua's eyes, she just spent the night at her house last night, with whom is she pretending to be affectionate?
"Sorry, President. I was late this morning."

She held the tablet in front of her abdomen with both hands, bent slightly, and stood respectfully.

Li Chengze turned his head and saw that her usually tied curly hair was loose, and the hair on the left side was pulled behind her ear.The lining is a champagne shirt, and the outside is a white business suit.

Very simple professional attire, but it perfectly showed her good figure with bumps and convexities.

"It's okay, after all, you were very tired last night, and it's understandable to oversleep."

He said with a pun, the expression on Zihua's face remained unchanged, but a cold mist rose in his eyes.

The hero's aura started to activate, and Li Chengze suddenly felt a chill around him.

"At eleven o'clock in the morning, a meeting was held to discuss the latest quarterly jewelry design concept. At 12:30 noon, I made an appointment with Mr. Zhang of Starlight Company for lunch. At two o'clock in the afternoon..."

Ignoring his strangeness, she reported his itinerary sternly.

In the afternoon, Li Chengze thought that she was too tired last night, so she took another new male secretary out to socialize.

Taking advantage of his absence, Zihua blatantly browsed the shopping webpage at the secretary's place. After comparing prices repeatedly, she clicked to buy under the picture of the most expensive infrared anti-theft camera.The courier was very fast, and she received the goods at eight o'clock in the evening.

If her calculations are correct, the male second Zhou Yuanhai should start checking her background information now.

Just because Jiang Ying accidentally poured hot coffee on Li Chengze's crotch yesterday, she also pretended to accidentally pour another cup of hot coffee on Jiang Ying's hand, which burned Jiang Ying's hand red.

This scene was undoubtedly seen by Zhou Yuanhaiquan, and it was precisely because of this that he wanted to avenge his sweetheart. After that, he began to plan a small revenge against her.

When she was threatened, she thought everything was planned by Jiang Ying, so in order to tear apart her innocent face, she began to constantly create various misunderstandings between her and Li Chengze.

She didn't know that he did all this until Zhou Yuan went into the cabin and listened to his true confession.

Just because of that cup of hot coffee, how ridiculous!
Zihua squeezed the express box tightly, and her blood-red nails tore through the box, exposing the blue corner of the object wrapped inside.

The appearance of the infrared anti-theft camera is a cute fat blue alarm clock. The sophisticated camera is only in the middle of the black eyes and the clock. As long as it detects that someone breaks into her room, it will automatically record everything, and when someone The moment she broke in, a message was automatically generated and sent to her phone.

Who would have thought that a woman living in an ordinary community would be willing to spend as much money as she could buy this room directly to buy such a sophisticated instrument to guard a room where no thieves would come in at all.

Zihua took the manual very seriously, and designed it step by step according to the above.She began to use a printer to print the photos stored in her mobile phone, and then pasted them one by one in the closet, in the bathroom, beside the bed, on the dressing table, and on the wall.

After posting, she admitted that the photos had successfully disgusted her, she pursed her lips, it seems that the plan will be implemented as soon as possible.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, it was exactly eleven o'clock.She changed her attire, tied up her curly hair casually, and put on a black peaked cap.After standing in front of the mirror and making sure that no one could see her face clearly, she picked up the car keys and went out.

No matter how noisy the human voice is, there is always a place that it cannot affect, where depression is solidified.No matter how bright the sun is, there are always corners that it can't shine, and there are moss growing there.In this world, light and darkness coexist.

Such a dark corner is also allowed to exist in these virtual worlds, where people wander on the edge of the gray area, until the dawn of dawn illuminates, and they hide in their lairs, day after day.

That corner is called the Fog City, and the thick fog starts at zero o'clock and disperses at dawn.

When Zihua arrived, it happened to be twelve o'clock, which was also the opening time of Wudu City.

People who do business here are reticent, so even if the road is full of stalls, there is not a single cry here.In addition, people who know this place are introduced by acquaintances, and they don't need to explain what they are selling.

Zihua shuttled through the crowd, and by the faint candlelight, he came to a stall with a white tent on the ground.

Compared with the unenclosed stalls around, this tent is a bit awkward, at first glance, it looks like a place to buy camping equipment.But it's not that simple here, what is sold here is poison and the most precious thing in this world - news.

The owner of the stall is named Qian Laoer, and you can tell from his name that he loves money very much, the kind who loves his life.As long as the customer gives enough money, he will do any dangerous thing.

At the wedding banquet, she bought the poison pills for Jiang Ying from here. The current posture is calm.

The market had just opened, Gu Er Er Qian took out his pipe, guessing that there would be no customers coming so soon, lit a small fire, and watched the candle lamp lit in the corner puffing out smoke.

Just after taking a few breaths, I heard the wind chime on the door ring.

His first guest today was a woman?
This somewhat made him look surprised, and this was the first time he had encountered such a thing in more than thirty years.

Qian Lao Er's two thick eyebrows were knitted, and his hand holding the pipe was flat on the table, still not believing his first judgment.

Could this person be a man disguised as a woman?
He squinted his eyes and stared at the man's chest in a cloud of smoke, only to see something interesting there.

"Why, I've always heard that the second son of Qian loves money, but now he has an extra habit, like big breasts?"

Hearing it was a female voice, Qian Laoer laughed a few times in embarrassment, and secretly scolded himself for acting like he had never seen the world.

"I'm sorry, it's the first time I met a female customer at the opening of the market. I was rude, and I offended you. Please sit down."

(End of this chapter)