At Your Service: The Weight On Skin

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapter of the genius baby black belly!Finally, after Samuel had limply ended his assault, he reached out and touched the tip of Qin Xirong's nose, where it was quiet, without a trace of breath.

Qin Xirong unexpectedly lost her life under his domineering request.

"Xirong!" Samuel roared and fell to his knees, her cold eyes filled with tears for the first time.

Qin Xirong was soft to the ground like a tattered doll, her eyes open unwillingly, as if she couldn't catch her eyes.

"Ghost King, it's okay." Yin Baoer was sitting in front of the computer, looking at Qin Xirong's unwilling eyes inside, frowning.

She grinned her lips, wanted to overflow with a triumphant smile, celebrating that she had avenged Song Qian's revenge for the framing, but when she touched everything in the catalog, she was bored and she could only look away.

"Ghost King, leave, I was found here." When Yin Baoer saw that those who followed seemed to have discovered the entrance, she immediately notified the Ghost King when she was about to break in.

When the ghost king got her information, his brows were slightly frowned, and he first touched Qin Xirong's nose and made sure that she was dead. Then he picked up the key on the ground and threw it at Samuel, who was dumbfounded by him.

"Non-toxic and not a husband. Mr. Samuel, you are really a man's pride." Before the ghost king left, he glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was stunned, and there was a flash of water in the eyes of Qin Xirong's corpse.

The King of Ghosts left quickly, and the people who had been patrolling outside also broke in.

When they first saw the two bodyguards lying on the ground, they were taken aback, but then they came to Samuel very quickly and knelt down suddenly.

"Master, it's too late to come down. Master, please punish me."

"Why did you come? Everyone treat me as a dead person?" Samuel interrupted them with a roar, bent over and picked up Qin Xirong, who was no longer breathing, and walked slowly to the door.

With the key in his hand, he tremblingly tried to open the door, but he tried several times but failed.

His face became more and more gloomy, and he lowered his head to look at Qin Xirong, who had completely lost his life in his arms, and his heart ached.

Although she was guilty of hurting her child intentionally, she is also her favorite person!

Samuel lost a piece of his heart, and the key in his hand fell to the ground unconsciously.

The person next to him immediately picked it up and opened the door quickly to take Samuel out.

"Young master, Miss Qin?" The people around Samuel were all human beings. Seeing Samuel holding Qin Xirong tightly and not letting go, they immediately knew that this woman had a great influence on the young master.

But why is this Miss Qin disheveled?

The corners of their lips raised slightly, and they ordered people to take Qin Xirong away, and they were about to leave with Samuel.

No, Samuel hugged Qin Xirong tightly, and then glared at the camera not far away.

"If you have time, you might as well kill Song Qian and Pei Yilin. I don't need you!" Samuel's voice seemed to come from the ground, extremely cold.

Yin Baoer sat in front of the computer and looked at Samuel's side, and immediately understood that he had discovered the secret of the room.

She smiled at the corner of her mouth and looked at Qin Xirong who was leaning in Samuel's arms. Her voice was faint: "Qin Xirong...you have finally been punished."

After speaking, she got up and tidied up, left quickly, and made an appointment with the ghost king.

The two successfully rendezvous before Samuel's people discovered this small surveillance room.

When Samuel's people discovered this small monitoring room, it was naturally a looting and smashing, completely ruining the originally neat monitoring room.

Even after Wu Qing came back and found it furious, when he knew that Qin Xirong had been strangled to death by Samuel, he immediately understood that Song Qian had devised it.

A fierce look flashed in Wu Qing's eyes when he knew the truth, and a sinister plot came to his mind. He was about to attack Song Qian again, but his cell phone rang at this moment.

The word "Kanglu" on the caller ID kept flashing.

"Wu Qing, the president is looking for you." Kang Lu's voice was very flat, and Wu Qing could not hear his attitude.

But subconsciously, he felt that something went wrong.

"Okay, I'll go over now." Wu Qing clenched his fists and ordered people to go down and clean up the place where Qin Xirong and others were imprisoned, and arranged it into a small old warehouse.

Wu Qing thought very well, even if Song Qian brought Pei Yilin with him and accused him of imprisoning her, Pei Yilin couldn't find any clues and couldn't do anything to him.

Wu Qing, who thinks he is superior, thinks he can solve it very well, but he doesn't know that Song Qian has anticipated this step, and instructs Yin Baoer to copy the surveillance video in advance and take it away.

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Just as Yin Baoer left the monitoring room, the Ghost King drove a luxurious Rolls-Royce to her.

She sat in, fastened her seat belt, and immediately called Song Qian: "Song Qian, Qin Xirong is dead, and I have the video."

She sat in the passenger seat and looked into the distance with a deep gaze. The familiar sights and buildings were gradually passing by, and everything was rushing in a clear direction.

But she felt like she was in an ice cellar, the tragic past gnawing at her heart.

Song Qian paused and said softly, "Well, I see."

In the end, Samuel and Qin Xirong would end up in that way.

Thinking about it, a sorrowful smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. No matter how deep the emotions, she would become worthless in front of life!

Is this the love that everyone wants to pursue and to live and die?

Song Qian was looking for her family crest in Pei Yilin's study, but she couldn't find any suspicious corners. She sat on Pei Yilin's chair, her eyes faint.

The best Italian handmade woolen cushion is very comfortable, she sits on it, but her brows are tight.

"Song Qian?" Yin Bao'er waited for a long time. Seeing that Song Qian didn't answer except for that sentence, her heart was suspended.

Yin Baoer, who was worried about Song Qian's safety, wanted to visit Pei's villa almost now.

Fortunately, the King of Ghosts stopped her, and at the same time there was pretty good news from Song Qian.

"Bo'er, I successfully lurked to Pei's villa, and I am now in Pei Yilin's study. I will find the family crest first, and then I will call you back to talk about the video." Song Qian said.

"Okay." Hearing Song Qian's tone was full of anxiety, Yin Bao'er didn't bother her anymore, and she had to hang up when she answered.

"Wait... Bo'er, you will keep the video for me first. After I return from Pei's house, I will go to your place to get it." Song Qian said, seemingly embarrassed to add another sentence, "Bo'er, thank you Thank you for doing so much for me."

"You don't need to be so polite." Yin Baoer smiled at the corner of her mouth, very kind.

But when she looked down at the video in her hand, her brows wrinkled slightly.

Although Qin Xirong harmed Song Qian, she died.

But Yin Bao'er saw her being abused and died by Samuel, and she felt bored.

The King of Ghosts was sitting in the driver's seat with headphones on, but his eyes kept looking at Yin Baoer.

What happened to her...?

It seemed that after coming out of the monitoring room, Yin Baoer was not very emotional.

And now, she was fascinated by the video again.

Does she not want to give the video to Song Qian, or what does this video mean to her?

The ghost king frowned like a small hill, his driving speed slowed down, and the song he was listening to stopped.

He looked at Yin Bao'er quietly, trying to share her worries and problems, but she lowered her head and talked to Song Qian.

Although she tried her best to lower her voice, the ghost king still vaguely heard her mention his name, and saw the disapproval in her eyes more clearly.

"Song Qian, I will only do this for you once, and there won't be a second time." Yin Baoer seemed to be affected by Qin Xirong's death and thought of her unbearable past.

Her hand holding the video was shaking slightly, and she had an urge to destroy the video.

However, this video was ordered by Song Qian. She agreed to Song Qian, so how could she do this?

With mixed feelings in her heart, Yin Baoer hesitated for a long time, and finally forced herself to forget Qin Xirong's tragic end.

She thought of the vicious things Qin Xirong had done to Song Qian, the cobra Qin Xirong ordered to put next to Song Qian, and Qin Xirong and Wu Qing conspiring together how to harm Song Qian...

Qin Xirong's repeated excessive behaviors are self-reliant, and they are not led by them. Why is she feeling upset for Qin Xirong?

Yin Bao'er kept making self-adjustment in her heart, and finally a few minutes later, the trace of her heart could not bear to be severely suppressed.

However, in this rare peace, she still felt suffocated, as if to suffocate.

"Song Qian, if possible, you can only watch this video by yourself, not for others." Yin Baoer said coldly, seeming to bring a touch of prayer.

"Boa?" Song Qian frowned.

Song Qian is the most familiar with Yin Baoer's cold and arrogant personality. Even if she sees Qin Xirong's death with her own eyes, she shouldn't make her feel that way!

Could it be that something happened that she didn't know?

Song Qian was anxious. She was afraid that Yin Bao'er might have something wrong, so she quickly said, "Bo'er, what happened to you? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Yin Bao'er shook her head. Song Qian's concern made her feel a little less bored, and her words became a little easier. "It's just that the ghost king has done a little bit harder this time, and Qin Xirong died with no dignity."

After Yin Bao'er finished speaking, she looked at the ghost king next to her. Seeing his leisurely expression and humming an unknown song in her mouth, her brow wrinkled again.

Glancing at the ghost king, Yin Bao'er continued: "Song Qian, I'm waiting for you with the ghost king." After the conversation, Yin Bao'er hung up the phone and closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Sunshine climbed up her profile and skin mischievously, revealing a white and attractive neck, like a fine jade, the ghost king's eyes darkened.

After contacting what she had just said, the King of Ghosts sighed. He knew that his design this time had finally annoyed Yin Baoer.

I'm afraid she will ignore him for a long time, right?

After all, he let her witness the brutality of a man when he violently abused a woman, which hurts women's self-esteem!

"It will be long in the future!" The King of Ghosts joked, suppressing the worry in his heart, and drove away quickly.

Song Qian sat in front of the computer, holding the hung up phone in his hand, frowning very tightly.

Yin Baoer has always been the cruelest, and hates Qin Xirong no less than her. Why do you feel that the actions of the ghost king are too cruel?

What did the ghost king do? Did Qin Xirong peel the skin cramps, or?