The housekeeper:"..."
Was he even human?
The corner of his mouth twitched. He couldn't figure out what was wrong with this unpredictable boss.
When an Xiaxia woke up, her mind was still a little fuzzy. She rubbed her swollen temples and opened her eyes reluctantly when she saw the light on. She then looked at Fu Han in a daze.
Fu Han was sitting lazily on the sofa, casually playing with a small silver pistol in his hand. His eyes were fixed on a surveillance camera.
For some reason, an Xiaxia's heart skipped a beat.
Fu Han slowly pointed the silver pistol in his hand at her. Under an Xiaxia's constricted gaze, he tilted his head and smiled. His smile was inexplicably cruel:
"How do you want to Die?"
"Since she used your body, I'll consider leaving you in one piece."
An Xiaxia panicked. She knew that this man was inhumane and that he wasn't joking with her.