Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish.

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Si Jin paused for a moment: “Who?”

Xiao Zhu: “Yes…it’s the Mu Beixiao who has been against you before…”

“Brother Jin, you know she is Mu Beichen’s distant cousin!”

“As soon as something happened to you, she asked Mu Beichen to help her get all your shares in the studio. Now she is the leader of the studio.”

“She also said…that you should go to her house to submit your resignation to her when you have time, and that you…let you get out of the studio as soon as possible…”

“okay, I get it.”

Si Jin responded lightly, seemingly not taking the matter to heart.

His voice was unusually calm and he continued: “You don’t have to worry about this matter. You should prepare the text of the novel first. I will take someone to audition tomorrow.”

On the other end of the phone, Xiao Zhu was speechless for a moment.

Is there something wrong with his ears?

Brother Jin has lost all his shares and still wants to bring people to try out the show.

There was only one night between now and the next day. How could he get his shares back? !

Wouldn’t it be humiliating oneself to bring people to audition under such circumstances?

After all, Xiao Zhu had been with Si Jin for several years and couldn’t bear to see him being laughed at.

Just when he was about to persuade him again, he found that Si Jin had already hung up the phone.

Immediately afterwards, I received a text message.

It was from Si Jin: [First prepare the radio drama adaptation of the novel text of Chapter 1. I will check it tomorrow. 】

Xiao Zhu paused and typed a series of words of encouragement, but in the end he deleted them all and replied “Okay”.

I don’t know why, but I always feel that Brother Jin is particularly convincing today.

Then, trust him again.

Maybe the studio will really come back the next day.

… …

At the door of the villa, Si Jin hung up the phone and put it in his pocket.

He took off his suit jacket and pulled a machine the size of a grain of rice from the back collar of his jacket.

Change hands and throw the coat into the nearest trash can.

After doing this, he slowly asked with his spiritual consciousness: Yao’er, why is this section not in the original owner’s memory? How did Mu Beichen defraud the shares?

Xiaoyao was also confused. When he heard Si Jin calling, he started waving his little paws and tapping the system keyboard.

Finally, freeze the information on a picture.

Zoom in and send it to Si Jin, with an angry report: [Sir, look at it. 】

[This is the agreement that Mu Beichen deceived the original owner into signing when they broke up. He claimed that he would give the original owner a fixed amount of money every month, and asked the original owner to stop pestering him after taking the money. 】

[However, the original owner didn’t know that there was a share transfer document mixed in! 】

【so……】

so. Si Jin answered: The studio that the original owner worked so hard for was so cheap to outsiders!

Xiao Yao was keenly aware of the murderous aura in the host.

The tiger hair exploded even more.

Shivering, he hugged Ji Ji tightly and advised: [Sir, you must calm down. It is really illegal to kill someone in this plane! 】

【꒰꒪꒫꒪⌯꒱】

I know.

Si Jin replied calmly: I don’t intend to kill anyone either. Killing is the most boring thing.

No one is allowed to escape punishment by dying until I have enough fun.

After saying that, he raised his hand and snapped his fingers, using his divine power to destroy the suit jacket.

Then, he fastened the rice-sized machine to the collar of his shirt.

Then he turned around and walked back to the villa.

In the sea of consciousness, Xiao Yao’er felt sad for the Mu family: it felt that it would be better for those people to commit suicide as soon as possible.

but……

Xiao Yao still didn’t quite understand Si Jin’s actions, so he asked again: “Why did you burn your suit jacket?” Those clothes are obviously very good. 】

not good. Si Jin replied: Wen Yuexi had pulled the hem of the clothes and they were dirty. A Yuan will not like it.

Xiaoyao: [……]

[Then what are you buttoning on the collar of your shirt? Why isn’t that destroyed? 】

Si Jin’s beautiful peach blossom eyes flashed, with a bit of pampering and excitement.

He said: That’s the monitor A Yuan put on me.

How could I destroy what A Yuan gave me?

It should be taken with you.

Xiaoyao:【(ᗒᗩᗕ)՞】

really,
Only madmen and madmen can be together!