C19 One Knows One's Face but One Does Not Know One's Heart

When the temperature of the air conditioner was set too low, Bo Liang Chen got up and set the temperature to 25 degrees. This way, even if he didn't cover the air conditioner, he wouldn't freeze to death.

His phone buzzed.

The man who was about to fall asleep had to get up and open the phone.

A text message from Liang Zhiwu: "Brother, something big has happened. I'll be waiting for you in the study!"

Bo Liangchen got up, changed his clothes, supported himself on the wall, and hopped out of the bedroom.

In the study room, Liang Zhiwu was pacing back and forth anxiously.

The door was pushed open, and Bo Liangchen came in in a wheelchair.

"What is it?"

"The Umbra's looking for us." Liang Zhiwu scratched his head, feeling a bit uneasy.

"Was it brought here by Sasha?" Bo Liangchen frowned.

"I don't think so. Sha Sha doesn't have that much ability." Liang Zhiwu refused to believe that his sister would contact someone from the Umbra to harm his big brother even if he were beaten to death.

"Hmph. What else is there that she can't do? She doesn't even have good intentions for you, do you think she will show me any mercy?" Bo Liang Chen had long since sent people to investigate Liang Sha Sha's background, but he didn't expect her to be hidden so deeply. In these ten years, she had actually become so vicious.

A ten year old girl, just what had she experienced to be able to hide her body like this? Even her elder brother, who she had spent all her time with, had been tricked. He was truly not simple at all.

"Big brother, Sha Sha isn't like this, there must be some kind of misunderstanding. Otherwise, Sha Sha won't change, she loves you, and we can all see it. If you marry her, she will naturally be sad, but if you say that she's from the Umbra, even if I beat her to death, I won't believe it." Liang Zhiwu was a kind-hearted child. Although he was usually careless and had a pure and good nature, unless someone forced him into a corner, his explosive strength would be treated as useless.

"Little Wu, do you know that the purpose of our visit is confidential? Only you and your second brother know my identity, and the people here only know that I am the representative of the country assigned to the hospital, and the other people do not know anything. As for the business group I am in charge of, it is also an unremarkable small company, not as big as the companies that went on the market, so, there aren't many people who want to harm me." The depths of Bo Liangchen's blue eyes were ice-cold.

"Big brother, that was really Sha Sha's doing. How do you plan on dealing with it?" Liang Zhiwu was a little worried about his reckless sister. Why did she go and provoke the organizations that killed maniacs and demons?

"You know better than me how to deal with you. You even need me to tell you." Bo Liangchen coldly snorted, and the murderous intent on his body gradually became denser.

Liang Zhiwu felt his hands and feet go cold, and his face turned somewhat pale. As long as his big brother got angry, he would kill even the Emperor.

"Big brother, Sha Sha is still young and has yet to experience the affairs of the world. If she regrets this, can you just let it slide?" When Liang Zhiwu thought about those disobedient people being sent to the vast desert, not a single one of them came back alive. They were all condemned to death, and all of them ate without spitting out their bones.

"I'm afraid she doesn't know how to repent. Tell her that if she doesn't stop now, the Gobi Desert will be her final destination." Bo Liangchen pushed the self-propelled wheelchair out of the study, the killing intent in his eyes becoming even stronger. Liang Sha Sha wasn't enough of a nuisance, but he was angry because those people already knew the relationship between him and Liang Sha, so why did they still dare to go head to head with him.

After entering the bedroom, the bedside lamp was still on. Beauty Jing was still sleeping soundly.

She was curled up in bed like a puppy.

Bo Liangchen climbed into bed, threw back the covers, stretched out his arms and turned off the bedside lamp.

He held the little girl tightly in his arms to make her sleep more comfortably. Smelling the unique scent of the gardenia on her body, he was intoxicated and didn't want to sleep for a long time as he was afraid that she would disappear the moment he woke up.

The first rays of the morning sun shone outside. Inside the house, the little woman's face was flushed from waking up.

"You stinking man, who let you touch me?" He pushed his small foot against the man's thigh.

With such strength, Bo Liang Chen didn't fully react and was almost kicked out of the bed. He hastily withdrew his palm and said with a bit of dissatisfaction, "The feeling of my hand is not bad. I can't bear to let it go."

Beauty Jing was so infuriated that her nose was about to go crooked as she said angrily, "What kind of gentleman are you taking advantage of someone when he's in danger? You're just a hooligan."

He didn't kick the man down. Instead, he angrily got up from the bed and threw himself on the blanket.

He turned around and ran to the bathroom.

Looking at himself in the mirror, there was actually a bit of redness on his neck. He couldn't hold it in anymore, he rubbed it with water, creating a long red imprint as he cursed: "Is it a dog? Why are you chewing on this? "

He took off his pajamas. He was also wearing the same clothes. His chest was especially shocking.

"Split beds, separate rooms, firm, without delay." Beauty Jing gritted her teeth.

He quickly took a shower and washed up.

He dried off the water on his body, blew his hair dry, put on his pajamas and went to the locker room to find clothes.

He pushed open the locker room door and felt awkward.

Bo Liangchen was putting on his pants, the sexy triangle appeared in front of Beauty Jing. The eight abs on his chest made Beauty Jing salivate, but in a situation like this, it was not suitable for children.

"Come in and switch with me." Bo Liangchen put on his pants, zipped up his pants and buckled up his belt. He leaned against the door and looked at the little woman who was covering her face with a face full of dissatisfaction.

The little girl's face was flushed as if she had thought of something. She was so embarrassed that she didn't want to open her eyes and was ready to run to her bedroom.

"Come back, it's too late. Grandpa and Grandma are waiting for us to eat breakfast." Bo Liangchen stretched out his long arm and directly brought the little woman into the locker room.

The locker room was large enough to dance with.

Rows after rows of high-end Chanel women's clothing slowly appeared in front of Beauty Jing.

And shoes.

The man chose a cotton white sleeveless knee-length skirt and a set of white underwear and handed them over to Beauty Jing.

She chose a long beige dress with a gauzy middle sleeve, beige underwear, and a pair of beige leather sandals with a sloping heel.

Bo Liangchen limping, jumped after her.

She glanced at him and went into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

Bo Liangchen was slammed outside the door.

The room was quiet, exceptionally quiet.

Beauty Jing put on her clothes, opened the door gently, and stuck her head out.

With no one around, he took a small step towards the bedroom door.

"Come here and help me." A man's voice came from the locker room.

Beauty Jing hesitated as the door to the locker room was pulled open from the inside.

Bo Liangchen was sitting on a round sofa stool. He was wearing beige boxers with his shirt unbuttoned. There was an unopened bag on the floor. Inside the bag was a pair of beige pants.

Beauty Jing was speechless and rolled her eyes. So that skirt was meant to match his clothes?

"You have hands and feet, why do you need me to help you?" Beauty Jing was so angry that she didn't want to help men.

The man picked up his pants from the ground and said, "There's a disk on the seal. My hand was scratched."

Only now did Beauty Jing notice that the man's hand was wrapped in toilet paper. There was blood on it.

"Sit down, I'll bring a Band-Aid." As he said this, he walked into another storage room and rummaged through the medicine cabinet for some hemostasis powder and Band-Aid, as well as a cotton rod stained with iodine and alcohol.

Kneeling on the ground, dressing a man's wounds.

The man's fingers were rough and astringent. There was a thick cocoon around his injured middle finger.

Beauty Jing could not help but stroke the thick cocoon as she asked, "Is it painful here?" On the cocoon, one could see many scars, as if they had been worn down countless times.

"I've lost consciousness." Bo Liangchen said indifferently as he felt the warmth from his finger.

Indeed, there was no longer any feeling in that area. He had to continue practicing his spear arts, throwing knives and swords the next day after his skin had been cut. To him, cutting his finger was like losing a strand of hair, neither painful nor itchy.

"Alright." Carefully bandaging the cut on her finger, she got up and picked up her pants from the ground. She walked to the storage room in the medicine box and found a pair of stainless steel scissors.

The high-end trousers were carefully ironed, dried, and sterilized so that they could be worn directly on the body.

Beauty Jing dropped her pants on the man's lap and prepared to go out.