Qing Pi

Jiang Xiaoyue thought that if she gave birth to a child for Liszt, he would look her straight in the eye.
But Liszt strangled her son with his own hands. "I have done it long ago! You have the same dirty blood as your father, how could I let you have my child like this! "You bastard, you should use it to make a specimen!"
His son was gone, Jiang Xiaoyue had gone mad...
Jiang Xiaoyue was gone, and Liszt had gone mad...

Stop Torturing Each Other

At the 28th floor of the skyscraper at the center of the city.

Liszt sat at the back of his desk. The pen in his hand quickly drew across the documents. One after another, the documents moved from his right hand to his left.

The office door was pushed open and an assistant came in with a courier. "Mr. Li, your courier!"

Liszt didn't even look at it until the pen in his hand had been signed.

He threw his pen on the table, leaned back on the office chair, and pointed to a stack of documents on the table, instructing, "Send it to the departments immediately. At ten o'clock, I want to see the Qi Group purchase contract placed on my desk."

The assistant bent over and hugged the documents. She respectfully replied and left.

He pulled out a cigarette and was about to light it when out of the corner of his eye he saw the delivery on the table. He reached for it and casually opened it.

Phoenix Fetus