[BL, MTL] The Paranoid Bosses Are All My Boyfriends (Unlimited Flow)

Chapter 65: Arc 4 (12)

The entire Zhou residence is surrounded by layers of dead air, and even the temperature inside the residence is obviously lower than the outside temperature, it is eerie.

    Every servant in the house was dressed in plain clothes, with gray and black as the main color, and their expressions were all pale. It was unknown whether they had received some instructions from above. The minimum distance between people was more than 100 meters.

    There is no verbal communication between them, and they can't even look at each other. Whenever they meet people head-on, whether they recognize them or not, they will deliberately lower their heads and pretend that they don't know each other.

    Everyone stayed in the room extremely restrained, and didn't come out and walk around at will.

    Even the red lanterns that had been hung all over the house were covered with white cloth belts, and the dead air enveloped the entire century-old compound with a long history.

    After nightfall, the house was as cold as a dead man's tomb, as if he had been cursed.

    "Master..."

    "Come on, take your medicine."

    Aunt Chen wore a slightly low-key dark green dress, holding a bowl of dark soup in her hand, and slowly placed it beside Master Zhou's bedside. on the cabinet.

    Master Zhou was so angry that he foamed at the mouth as soon as he heard about Mrs. Zhou, his whole body twitched, and he almost fainted from epilepsy.

    With a half-consciousness remaining, while trembling, he stammered out the last order before falling down.

    Cremate everyone who saw or knew about this scandal!

    You must not reveal the wind for a long time!

    It's about Zhou Zhai's reputation.

    And Mrs. Zhou was also locked into the firewood room by everyone, ignoring her.

    Master Zhou stared, lying on the bed with a slightly ferocious expression, his eyes were open, but he seemed to be dead, lying on the bed motionless, the quilt covered his neck, and the corners of his mouth were still trembling.

    After Aunt Chen came in, his pupils shrank obviously, as if he was very emotional.

    Obviously his head was looking towards the door vigorously, but it turned out that no matter how hard he tried, his head just twitched more violently.

    Aunt Chen sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at Master Zhou's face, her face was expressionless from beginning to end. Suddenly, she didn't know what she thought of, she smiled, took out a piece of silk cloth from her waist, Holding it in the palm of his hand, "Master, look at you, your forehead is sweating, let me wipe it off for you."

    Master Zhou opened his mouth and made a sound, but the words he said were vague, and he couldn't hear him at all. He was talking about writing something, but relying on Aunt Chen's understanding of him for so many years, she could probably guess what he meant.

    Get her out.

    Aunt Chen paused, even though Master Zhou showed great resistance, her hand still touched his face firmly.

    Her movements were light, and she pressed and wiped the sweat off Master Zhou's face.

    Mr. Zhou was winking, his mouth was even more curved, and his face was wrinkled in all directions, as old as bark.

    Aunt Chen looked at him like he was being slaughtered, and sighed, "Master, lord, are you really stupid, or are you slow?"

    Master Zhou glared at her viciously.