Chapter 613 Are There Any Normal People?

In the darkness, Xiao Yao's face was particularly scary.

The middle-aged man shrank his hands in panic and took two steps back.

"I, I don't dare."

Xiao Yao smiled coldly.

"Miss Ou, let's go. You are not alone. I will follow you."

Miss Ou gave her a disgusting look and stepped out.

Xiao Yao followed her closely, as if he wanted to stick to her back.

The middle-aged man covered his mouth with a look of fear and sympathy in his eyes.

"ah!"

But before Miss Ou could reach the door, a scream suddenly came from the direction of the toilet.

"Manager Fang?"

Miss Ou stopped and looked towards the toilet, as if she thought of something, her face changed slightly.

"I think it's been a long time since Manager Fang went to the toilet. Could something have happened?"

"If you want to back off, just say so. Why do you have to act so hypocritical? When have you ever really cared about your colleagues?" Xiao Yao sneered.

"Whatever you say."

Miss Ou ignored Xiao Yao and strode towards the toilet.

Upon seeing this, the middle-aged man hurriedly followed Miss Ou.

"Manager Fang?"

"Manager Fang?"

Miss Ou called carefully as she walked.

But the call was like silence, and there was no echo in the quiet toilet.

Miss Ou stopped in the corridor outside the toilet, not daring to come any closer.

The middle-aged man turned back and looked at Xiao Yao nervously.

Xiao Yao stood upright in the darkness, with an unclear expression, and seemed to be looking in their direction.

The middle-aged man quickly looked away.

"Well, Miss Ou, do you see that there is something wrong with that little girl?" He whispered to Miss Ou.

"No matter what prejudice she has against me, this is a matter between our colleagues. It's not your turn to point fingers, right?" Miss Ou said coldly.

"I didn't mean that. You misunderstood." The middle-aged man swallowed, "She, she"

Miss Ou didn't want to listen to him, so she bravely opened the toilet door.

Creaking——

The friction sound at the joint of the door shaft was long and lingering in the darkness.

Miss Ou's whole body was tense, and her heart was in her throat.

Near the door is the sink, and if you walk further inside, you can see what's going on inside the toilet.

"Manager Fang?"

Miss Ou took a tentative step inside, and her figure was vaguely reflected in the large mirror.

Extraordinarily strange, as if he were another person.

"Manager Fang?"

Miss Ou hesitated, not knowing whether to go in or not.

"It's over, she's here." The middle-aged man suddenly whispered in a panic.

When Miss Ou turned around, she was horrified to find that Xiao Yao was behind her, and she couldn't help but be startled.

The middle-aged man squatted down in fear and moved his body to the side against the wall.

"Yao Xiangling, you"

"Miss Ou, are you okay yet?"

"Xiao Yao, stop making trouble! No matter what misunderstanding you have about me, now is not the time to vent your dissatisfaction. Something may have happened to Manager Fang!" Miss Ou said seriously.

"What could happen if she went to the toilet? Could it be that she would cut her wrists and commit suicide?" Xiao Yao smiled coldly.

"Xiao Yao, you."

Miss Ou was completely frightened by Xiao Yao's strange appearance and backed away in horror.

"Miss Ou, I actually envy you." Xiao Yao stared straight at Miss Ou, his voice was cold and revealed an inexplicable emotion.

"Envy?" Miss Ou shuddered.

"You climbed to the position of assistant to the president at such a young age. You don't know how many people are eyeing this position." Xiao Yao said quietly.

Her body was facing away from the bathroom mirror, but there was no shadow of her in the mirror.

"You are so young and so beautiful. I really envy you. I am almost jealous."

"Some people work hard day and night, but because they are not pretty enough, their positions are replaced by others."

Xiao Yao took a step forward.

"God is so unfair, Xiao Ou."

Miss Ou staggered, her eyes widened in disbelief, and her face turned pale.

"Who are you?"

"Of course I am your colleague, Xiao Ou."

Xiao Yao walked towards Miss Ou with stiff steps. His slippers were nowhere to be found. He was barefoot and stepped on the carpet with his heels.

The walk was silent.

"No, it's impossible!"

Miss Ou was in disbelief and staggered back.

"Xiao Ou, doesn't the view from the president's secretary's office look particularly good? I heard that the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor overlook the entire city."

Xiao Yao approached step by step, like a ghost.

"You, don't come here!"

Miss Ou's voice trembled and she looked around in panic.

The middle-aged man was running out the door with his bag in his arms.

"Xiao Ou, why don't you go upstairs? Don't you care about the interests of the company? Why don't you go up?"

Xiao Yao tilted his head, his facial features slowly deformed, and his voice gradually changed its tone.

It became the voice of a strange woman.

"Jiang, Jiang Xue?"

Miss Ou's legs weakened and she fell to the ground, trembling all over.

"Xiao Ou, can you go upstairs quickly? I just want to see if the scenery on the top floor is different from other floors?"

Xiao Yao's face kept twisting.

His face was pale and swollen, and his eyes were bulging outward.

His long, blue tongue was exposed from his mouth, and his speech became slurred.

"I really want to sit in that seat, Xiao Ou, please take me up there."

"Take me up."

"I want to go up."

Miss Ou lost the ability to move, huddled on the ground and hugged her body desperately, burying her head deeply, not daring to look at the increasingly terrifying woman.

"Jiang Xue, I didn't take your place."

"I received the promotion order suddenly, and I don't know why."

Miss Ou cried tremblingly.

"Then give me my place back!" The terrifying woman stood on tiptoes, her head hung low, and her long black hair fell on Miss Ou's body.

"Give it back to me——"

"ah--"

The miserable screams once again pierced the silence of the building.

Hearing the scream, the middle-aged man who had already ran out of the door stopped in his tracks.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and stamped his feet and ran back, but was stunned.

The scary woman disappeared.

Miss Ou was left alone in the large and dark hall.

The wind blows.

The high heels were scattered to the side, and the hem of the skirt was flying slightly.

Miss Ou, with her hair spread out, was barefoot, standing on tiptoes, stepping lightly on the carpet.

Silently, he walked towards the window.

Dim light shone in from the window.

Under Miss Ou's feet, there were two shadows.

She carried a chair and walked to the window.

"Miss Ou!"

The middle-aged man reacted, threw away his suitcase, shouted and rushed towards Miss Ou.

Miss Ou turned back suddenly.

A swollen, pale face flashed across his face.

The middle-aged man was so frightened that he fell to the ground.

At this time.

A dazzling white light flashed.

Boom!

The sound of a metal chair falling to the ground was heard.

When the middle-aged man got up, he saw Miss Ou lying on the ground by the window.

"what happened?"

He stayed where he was, suddenly feeling extremely terrified.

"Am I the only normal person in this building?"