182: C182 Rich Idiots

C182 Rich Idiots

It's too late!

Hai Xiaomin picked up the small teapot and threw it at Charlie and the others!

The teapot was filled with boiling hot tea that was used to greet guests.

Hai Xiaomin's limbs were frozen and she was not very flexible. Furthermore, she was a distance away from them, so the water that splashed out would not be effective. It only splashed in front of their feet, but it still splashed on their clothes.

"My God! What are you doing? Is she crazy? " Charlie and Julie screamed as they tidied their clothes.

"There is an ancient saying in China, when a rabbit is anxious, it will bite. I hope you guys don't go too far!" Hai Xiaomin looked at them coldly and said.

Psychology? Criminal investigation interrogation?

Did he really treat her as a criminal?!

The whole house of foreigners looked at her in shock and fear. They did not expect that after locking her up, not only did it not weaken her spirit, it made her even more obedient and aroused her courage.

Was this the female of China?

It was simply barbaric and unreasonable!

"Alright, now that I've suffered unfair treatment, I have to let people vent, right? Go and change your clothes." Unexpectedly, at this moment, it was Nimo who stood out to smooth things over, and spoke to Charlie and Charlie.

He was the closest to Hai Xiaomin just now. If he reacted fast, he would have been able to stop her in time. However, no one blamed him. They only thought that he did not have time to react.

Nimo held an unlit cigar in his mouth and walked over carelessly. He reached out and grabbed Hai Xiaomin's hand that was holding the small teapot. He whispered in her ear, "Good child, put the things down."

Hai Xiaomin's breath was slightly out of breath. She looked at him from the side. When he was close, she could even clearly see the short stubble on his rough face. There was also an inconspicuous scar on his lower jaw.

What else could she do if she didn't let go?

She laughed in despair and let him take her things away. She had thought that she would receive a terrible revenge. However, the others didn't seem to care about what Nimo said.

There was no torture as expected, but it was another kind of torture. The two people invited by Charlie kept changing their ways to ask the fixed questions, about Ling Yao's injury, and whether he had any negative thoughts about life...

Hunger, coldness, plus a night of not sleeping, after a few hours of interrogation, Hai Xiaomin only felt a splitting headache. She sat there muddleheaded and refused to answer any more questions.

Anyway, what they wanted was not the truth at all. They just wanted to hear an affirmative answer, right?

The two of them helplessly looked at each other. Coincidentally, miss Julie came over to patrol, so she relayed the situation to her.

Julie looked at the Eastern woman in disgust. She said coldly: "This young lady is probably too tired and her mind is not clear, Nimo! Take her outside. Maybe the snow will help her wake up! "

He still wanted to be polite to her, but she refused to accept a toast and was forced to drink a forfeit!

Nimo frowned, but did as he was told.

Hai Xiaomin was thrown onto the lawn in the garden.

There was a thin layer of snow on the lawn. Even though the snow had stopped, it was still bone-chilling outside. Moreover, compared to such weather, she was still wearing thin clothes and her clothes were wet.

"Why bother? As long as it's a little smoother, you won't have to suffer this pain." Nimo stood in front of her with a cigar in his mouth. His face, which looked like a hooligan at any time, had a rare smile on it.

Yes, as long as she was a little more smooth and let go as they wished, she would be fine...

But that would not do. She did not know what the meaning of the result they had to get from her mouth was, but she could vaguely feel that it would be disadvantageous to Ling Yao.

Perhaps, if she chose to give up resisting, she could push the blame onto the fact that she had no other choice. If it was Ling Yao, he should be able to understand her.

No, no. Even if he could understand, she could not forgive herself for betraying him. If she lost her bottom line, how would she face her conscience for the rest of her life?2

Hai Xiaomin knelt on the snow, her mind in a trance. Her body swayed from time to time, and she did not answer Nimo.

Nimo had no choice. He took off his coat before walking away and covered Hai Xiaomin with it. What he said did not count. He could only do so much for her.

Time passed little by little. With Nimo's coat, Hai Xiaomin's body felt a little warm. She could hold on for a long time. During this time, she was brought into the house to ask questions again.

Hai Xiaomin was too lazy to argue with them anymore. She carried on with the silence to the end and was then thrown into the snow. The only fortunate thing was that they did not cruelly take away the coat that did not belong to her.

In the evening, Nimo, who was standing in the garden and looking at the wind, seemed to have sensed something. He turned around and walked into the house. When he passed by Hai Xiaomin, he paused and seemed to have said something to her in a low voice.

Then, Hai Xiaomin's dull eyes suddenly had some spirit. She looked at the dense forest outside the garden.

Nimo continued to walk into the house.

In the warm living room, laughter and laughter filled the air. It was the complete opposite of the atmosphere outside the door.

Charlie was having a good chat with the friends he had invited.

Nimo walked up to him, bent down, and whispered something into his ear. Charlie smiled apologetically to his friend, stood up, and walked to the side with Nimo.

"It's about time. No matter what the result is, it's time to release him!" Nimo said to him.

"Ha," Charlie laughed disapprovingly. "Nimo, don't be so old-fashioned. Without flexibility, how can you make real money?"

Seeing that the other party was looking at him with an expression that said nothing, he continued to persuade him with a glib tongue. "Do you know what we are doing? As long as we get what we want, the LY, this huge business empire, might have a huge change because of it. Think about it, how exciting it is! "

" In the past, everyone said that I was crazy. Now, I think that you are the crazy one!" Nemo shook the ash off his cigarette and commented without any consideration for his feelings.

He leaned closer to Charlie, his body emitting the hostility of a desperate man. "I don't know what you want to do, but I have to do my duty. I promise to help you delay it for a day. Now it's time. You either release him immediately or bear the consequences!"

Charlie spread his hands, his face full of confusion. "Nimo, what are you doing? Are you threatening me? Don't forget I paid you!"

He put his hand on Nimo's shoulder. "Relax, buddy. She is just a woman Mr. Nazhi played with. You know, there are many women around Mr. Nazhi. Do you think he would care about one of them going missing for a short period of time?"

Knowing that he had nothing to say to Nimo's arrogance and sense of superiority, Nimo shook his hand away and walked out with a cigar in his hand. Anyway, he had already said what he needed to say.

Standing at the door, he looked into the distance with his eagle-like sharp eyes and then muttered to himself: "These rich idiots!"

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