1007: C1007

C1007

"Cough …" "Cough …"

Jiang Zhaowu's face instantly turned purple. His breathing quickened and he started to cough intensely.

The 'real' voice on the other end of the phone made Jun Linchuan tense up, his internal organs clenching together.

"Big Brother, I said not to force me!"

Jun Moshang grabbed Jiang Zhaowu's neck and used a lot of strength to slowly lift him up.

His arm was like a rope of ice, strangling Jiang Zhaowu to the point that he couldn't breathe. His face was purple and a layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Ugh …"

Jiang Zhaowu also 'cooperated' and did his best.

When Jun Linchuan heard this sound, he instantly understood what Jun Moshang was doing.

"Second Brother, ten more minutes."

Jun Linchuan's expression was cold, his right hand tightly gripped the armrest of the chair, the veins were popping out from the back of his hand, and the cold glint in his eyes was especially frightening.

Since yesterday, he had walked from a position above everyone else to a unique seat.

No one could challenge his authority.

Including Jun Moshang.

"Big brother, I know your people are outside the Maple Pavilion, there's no need to remind me …"

Jun Moshang Le's hand loosened a little between Wu Tie's neck, causing him to gasp for breath.

The fresh air rushed into Jiang Zhaowu's heart and lungs. His breathing suddenly became smoother and the purple color on his face slowly faded away.

Jun Moshang didn't let go. He talked to Jun Linchuan on the phone while dragging him towards the elevator.

"Big brother, with your son accompanying me and Ah Yi, we won't lose out at all."

"Second Brother, is that your nephew?!"

Jun Linchuan's heart was beating rapidly and his phone was about to be crushed. The look in his eyes was terrifyingly cold.

"So what? "What about Yi or sister-in-law's sister?"

Jun Moshang dragged Jiang Zhaowu to the elevator, pressed the button on the elevator and dragged him inside.

Throughout the entire process, Jiang Zhaowu was very calm. There was no fear, no struggle, he was as gentle as a sheep.

Jun Moshang wholeheartedly wanted to hand over the 'A.I. Chip' to Jun Linchuan, so he did not overestimate his performance.

"Second Brother, you have to think about it yourself?!"

Jun Linchuan's expression was so dark that it seemed as if water was about to drip from his face. His fingertips were ice-cold.

His heart wasn't as quiet as it was outside. He understood Jun Moshang's personality very well. He could do anything for Rong Yi.

Bang bang bang.

There was a light knock at the door.

"Eldest Young Master …"

The voice of Jun Moyuan's first confidential secretary, Jin Haoyu, followed closely behind him.

"Second Brother, I'll give you five more minutes. Think about it carefully."

Jun Linchuan hung up after saying this.

Crack.

The phone in his hand, which was about to be crushed, was thrown heavily onto the table. The phone slid to the edge of the table and almost fell off.

"Come in."

Jun Linchuan adjusted his mood and said in a low voice with a cold expression.

Jin Haoyu pushed the door and walked in.

"..."

Maple Pavilion.

Du du du...

The phone rang beside Jun Moshang's ear and his eyes twitched twice. A hint of blood-red appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

"Heh …"

The corner of his mouth curled up into an extremely deep mocking smile, and the arm that had been holding Jiang Zhaowu suddenly loosened. With too much force, Jiang Zhaowu staggered two steps and bumped into the wall of the elevator that was polished to a mirror level.

He and Jun Moshang's shadows were all around.

He deliberately rubbed his right shoulder that he had hit and carefully observed it without leaving a trace behind.

Inside the elevator, there was an infrared surveillance camera with no dead angle of 360 degrees. The elevator control panel was very strange. There were no numbers. If it wasn't someone familiar with the situation, they would not have known which buttons were up and which buttons were down.

The only thing Jiang Zhaowu was sure of was that the elevator kept going down.

He silently read the numbers in his mind and judged how many meters he had descended based on the height of the ordinary floor and the speed at which the elevator was moving.

"Did you hear that? Your father didn't agree to my deal. He is such a heartless person. For his own benefit, he can sacrifice anyone, including his own son … "

Jun Moshang looked at him coldly with a sharp smile and a cold look in his eyes.

"…"

Jiang Zhaowu looked up at him and smiled awkwardly.

"28 years ago, in order to stabilize his position as the successor to Jun Family, he abandoned you. 28 years later, he still made this choice. My great nephew, you are truly pitiful?! "

Jun Moshang's voice was neither loud nor low. However, when Jiang Zhaowu heard it, it sounded like nine cold winter hailstones, violently smashing his heart.

The hatred in his heart grew deeper and deeper.

At this moment, he couldn't tell if the person who was born with this hatred was Jun Linchuan or Jun Moshang.

Beep.

The elevator finally stopped.

"Let's go."

Jun Moshang glanced at Jiang Zhaowu coldly and ordered coldly.

"…"

Jiang Zhaowu still did not say a word and followed him out obediently.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he felt as if he had entered a thousand-year-old ice cellar. A bone-piercing chill went through his pores and into his body, causing him to shiver slightly.

Her lips were pale.

Walk through a relatively narrow corridor, suddenly open, as if into a world of snow.

"Achoo …"

The temperature was too low, Jiang Zhaowu couldn't help but sneeze.

Jun Mo Xie, who was walking in the front, looked back at him and warned him.

"Be quiet."

"Alright."

Jiang Zhaowu frowned and smiled embarrassedly to him.

The temperature was too low. He was only wearing a thin shirt, and even if he was hot-blooded, he would not be able to withstand it.

He rubbed his hands together and rubbed his arms.

Jun Moshang seemed to have already gotten used to this kind of environment. His expression was normal, but a trace of sadness seemed to be hidden between his brows.

The ground was snow-white. Walking past them was like walking on ice.

Jiang Zhaowu observed carefully and thought in his heart.

"How could there be such a place in the Maple Pavilion?"

Jun Moshang suddenly stopped walking. His feet paused and his back became cold.

Jiang Zhaowu also stopped right after and stood still.

A remote control suddenly appeared in Jun Moshang's palm.

He pressed it.

The surface of the ice in front of him suddenly split open, and a rectangular groove appeared in the middle. Slowly, a white crystal coffin rose from below.

When Jiang Zhaowu saw this scene, his heart sank. The pores on his body suddenly blocked his body, making him feel like he was frozen.

"Yi, I brought someone to see you today. Guess who he is? "

Jun Moshang walked in front of the crystal coffin with a half-curve to his lips and a gentler voice than before.

However, the only response he got was cold air.

He looked at the peerless beauty in the crystal coffin, and a sour look could be seen in the corner of his eyes.

Every time he saw this sleeping face, his heart would break.

Jiang Zhaowu looked without blinking and a layer of frost covered his eyebrows.1

"Come here …"

Jun Moshang tilted his head and yelled at him coldly.

"Yes."

Jiang Zhaowu came back to his senses and answered. Then, he walked towards the crystal coffin. Step by step, it was exceptionally heavy, and his legs felt like they were filled with lead.

Walking over, he lowered his eyes.

First impression.

This person was so beautiful?

She is Rong Yi?

Was his aunt also his aunt?

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