Chapter 552 (1/2)

What is heart like death? That is to say, I will be in the mood at this moment.

She stared at the driver with her eyes wide open and her face full of disbelief. She looked at the pistol pointing to her head in the driver's hand. How could she believe that just because she didn't want to go to Paris, her mother's driver would point the gun at herself?

Or, if she doesn't, he'll actually send her to hell with this gun.

Go to heaven or hell? Is this what a mother should say to her children?

Her mother, the woman who says she loves herself, is that how she treats herself?

Tiger poison still doesn't eat children. What can she do to make people despairing?

Breathing more and more difficult, hands tightly clenched into a fist, nail into the flesh to exude blood.

I will try my best not to cry. She is a lady of great wealth. How can she cry in front of a driver?

However, it is still difficult for her to control the process of her eyes becoming red and then gradually moistening.

She bit her teeth and gave herself some courage, but there was still a tremor in her voice. Her eyes were fixed on the driver and she said, ”this is her order, too?”

”Miss, I said that you make me very difficult - a woman like you, that is the birth of a fairy from the sky. All the good things are occupied by you. What's not satisfied? ”

”Some things need to be opened and closed, you perfunctory to me, I perfunctory to you, and it will be over soon - how good? Why bother yourself and others? ”

Ignoring the driver's advice, he stared at the driver and asked, ”if I don't go to Paris, will you really shoot?”

”Not bad.” The driver nodded. ”I said, go to Paris or hell --”

”what does she think of me? What does she think I am? ” Murmur my heart to myself. The facts came to her, but she still didn't want to believe them. I don't believe that my only dependence in the world, my closest relatives would treat me like this.

”Miss, why bother the chairman?” Said the driver with a sigh. ”Some things, I'm afraid, she can't win --”

”you mean - it's not my mother who asked you to do this to me?” Cried the heart.

Her heart suddenly became happy. It's a ridiculous thing, the same thing, was pointed at the head with a gun, but as long as the main messenger behind the scenes is not her own mother, she has 10000 reasons to be happy -

because in that case, she is not completely desperate for the world.

The driver sighed and said, ”Miss, you are asking too many questions. You are the general manager, the chairman is also the general manager. How can I not be the general manager? We are all the general manager. ”

”Will be home.” The heart will be clear in an instant.

The driver is the person who puts the family, the military order or any other person of the family beside his mother Li Yun.

However, my mother is cautious all her life. How could she make such a big mistake?

The driver she trusted most was the undercover agent who sent her family to her side?

”Are you not afraid?” I will look at the driver and ask.

”Afraid? What are you afraid of? ”

”You expose your identity in front of me. Are you not afraid my mother will fire you?”

”Fired?” The driver grinned. There is a trace of contempt and sympathy in the smile. ”Miss, do you think the chairman doesn't know my identity? Do you think she never doubted me? However, with the wisdom of the chairman, even if she knows my real identity, she will pretend that nothing has happened - not only that, she will be more close to me and trust me. That's her style. Do you think so, miss? ”

”-” I will be speechless. She knew that the driver was right. Even if her mother knew the identity of the driver's undercover, she would keep the secret in her heart.

Otherwise, what can we do?

Going to make a big noise will only make the general family think you are an idiot.

Get rid of the driver, then your family will be more wary of you putting more spies around you -

all people and things are under the control of your family.

Home is a huge net over your head. While it protects you, you can't break away from them.

”Have you made a choice, miss?” The driver looked at him and asked.

”To the airport.” Said the heart.

The driver grinned again and said, ”thank you for understanding the difficulties of being servants.”