Young Master Gu, your wife's vest has fallen off again

The woman looked at Yun Yaoyao who was smiling brightly on the TV, grabbed the pillow beside her and threw it towards the TV!
The eyes like poisonous snakes have been staring at Yun Yaoyao's face, radiating emerald green light.

The picture was paused at Yun Yaoyao's; close-up position of the face.

The woman's chest was rising and falling with the gradually agitated emotions. The remote control drew a beautiful arc in the air, and came into intimate contact with the TV.

Several white stripes appeared on the screen, and with the sound of "Zi Zi La La", the TV screen went black.

Only then did the woman's anger subside a little.

"Why! Why?!" The woman gritted her teeth and looked at the scars on her legs.

She touched her hand gently, and the pain after touching made her close her eyes and take a few deep breaths.

The one who should have accepted the marriage proposal on stage should be me!That woman is not worthy to stand beside Brother Gu!She should be the hostess in the most shining position!

But now it was that woman who took her place, and on the day of their engagement, she was dragged by the man in black and scratched her leg!
She will never make it easy for that woman!
There is another person who is also paying attention to this matter.

Ling Shiyu looked at the comments about Gu Zhanyan on the computer, but the information at hand showed Chi Jinnian's information.

"I didn't expect that the Chi family had such ability."

Ling Shiyu touched his lower lip, and fixed the picture at the moment when Yun Yaoyao accepted the marriage proposal, "How can I just let you live comfortably under my nose?"

The cold-blooded smile on the corner of his mouth made people shudder.

"Boss Ling." The assistant took a step back subconsciously, "This is the letter of resignation."

"The matter of Chi Jinnian was my negligence, let them take advantage of this loophole, no wonder you." Ling Shiyu didn't even look at the assistant, just turned off the computer and went out, "Let's go see how the old man is doing too? "

"Yes." The assistant's voice was full of fear.

visit?Why not just say it to piss people off.

A man walked into a long dark alley, kept turning his head to check his calculations, and turned into a small door furtively.

The security guard at the door looked the man's weak body up and down, and directly stopped him outside: "I won't accept the goods."

I don't know if it's because he was in a hurry, or because he had traveled too far, but the man's forehead was covered with sweat: "Please! Let me in! Please!"

But the security guard was stern and selfless, and he didn't relax his footsteps, and blocked the man outside.

A five-foot man knelt on the ground and kowtowed, his voice became intermittent because of anxiety: "I, I beg you!"

He even hugged the security guard's thigh and begged. The people who came and went seemed to be familiar with this situation, and walked inside laughing without even looking at it.

"What's the noise outside? If my husband finds out, I'll be angry again."

The door curtain was lifted, and a man in a suit and leather shoes came out from the inside. Looking at the dying person on the ground, he subconsciously covered his nose, frowned, and his expression of disgust was undoubtedly revealed.

"Mr. Chen." The security guard lost all his previous arrogance, and bowed respectfully to the man in the suit, "They said they were coming to deliver the goods, but..."

Before the security guard could finish his sentence, the man in the suit understood. He knelt down and tapped the man's body a few times: "What position?"

The man was already in a daze, but he quickly came to his senses and pointed at his stomach.

The man in the suit wiped his hands with a towel: "There's nothing wrong with it,"

"I understand the rules, I brought them all!" The man took out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to the man in the suit.

Seeing this, the security guard quickly took it over and stretched it out: "No problem."

The man in the suit glanced contemptuously, then turned and left: "Go in."

The security guard immediately searched the man's belongings, took off only a lining before letting him in, and repeatedly emphasized: "Don't look or talk nonsense, someone will take you inside."

The man who was put in looked around and found the man in the suit just now. He blushed and ran over, carefully grabbing the man in the suit's clothes: "Mr. Chen, thank you."

When he met the other person's eyes, the man in the suit was stunned for a moment, but finally he didn't shake off his hand.

The people behind caught up and pulled the man away: "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry."

"Well, be prepared."

What the man in the suit said made those people stunned: "Yes."

"You're really lucky, let's go."

The back of the man in the suit gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor, and there was only a warm yellow light inside, which seemed out of place with this dark environment.

"What happened outside just now?" A man smelled of alcohol was sitting on the black leather sofa, the wine glass was still shaking back and forth between his fingers, and the handsomeness between his brows could not hide his irritability, "Come here and give me Press Press."

The man in the suit walked around behind him and massaged the man's temple: "It's just a new delivery person who doesn't know the rules, and has already dealt with it."

The news on TV has been broadcast countless times, and the man in the suit was about to close it, but was stopped by the man: "How do you think he can smile so happily?"

"Because he hasn't experienced pain." The man in the suit had no expression on his face, and his voice was also indifferent.

"That's right, that's why we need to teach him." The man slowly opened his eyes, with red sparks flickering in his eyes, which seemed to ignite the entire TV.

"Mr. Chen! Mr. Chen!" Someone staggered over from outside, and after seeing the man inside, he immediately knelt on the ground in fright, "Over there, that, that..."

"Speak well." The man in the suit glanced at the man beside him from the corner of his eye, and his brows frowned even tighter.

"There is a problem with the person who shipped the goods just now." The person said intermittently while swallowing, "It was only after I went in that I found out that he has a special blood type!"

Damn it!Actually falsified the information.

"What's going on? Who let it in?" The man was furious, and stood up from the sofa directly, "What background, go and check."

"I put it in, sir."

The man just glanced at it, didn't say anything, and led him to the room on the other side of the corridor.

People who came and went saw a man, no matter what they were doing, they stopped and called: "Sir."

The smell of blood was already a few steps away from the room.

Once inside, there were bloodstains on the surrounding walls and the sheets in the middle, and the man in the middle was breathing very weakly.