Yan Shao's Fatal Affection

Yan Xiyu just hummed ruthlessly, "There's nothing to see."

Pu Min was somewhat dissatisfied, "Sir! Young Mistress broke her knees and her palms were punctured..."

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, probably dissatisfied with the tone of a servant talking to him like this.

The thin lips twitched, "Is it something to be proud of being so stupid in your twenties?"

"A good person doesn't live long, but a scourge lasts for thousands of years. With something like her, she can have something to doomsday." The man said in a cold tone, without finishing his sentence, he strode upstairs.

"Why are you so cruel?" Pu Min, who is a woman, suddenly felt distressed, and raised her voice, "Young Mistress also suffers from night blindness!"

It is conceivable how sad she must feel when the husband is only concerned about another woman, but let the young mistress fix the switch?
Yan Xiyu's movement of lifting his foot up the stairs suddenly stopped.

"What did you say?"

She has night blindness?
He never knew about this.

That's right, he hated her to the core, how could he care about her affairs?

After a little silence, the man just pressed his lips together tightly, and then continued to walk upstairs.

He dropped another sentence in a cold voice: "So what? Wasn't she heartless when she kidnapped Qiao Ai?"

But when he entered the bedroom, he seemed very annoyed, and slammed the door shut with a "Boom!"

……

That whole night, Pu Min didn't see the young mistress come out.

Early the next morning.

Pu Min prepared breakfast and was just about to call someone when Yan Xiyu had already entered the dining room.

Seeing him, Pu Min was stunned for a moment, because he seldom didn't go to the company at this time, and he took the initiative to have breakfast, usually she called and was rejected.

In Pu Min's impression, the husband had no more than five meals with the young mistress, which shows how much he dislikes the young mistress.

"What? There's no breakfast for the host?" The man had a cold expression.

Pu Min shook his head quickly, "No, you eat first, I'll call young mistress."

The man let out a "hmm" and sat down by himself.

But it didn't start, just sat and looked at the phone.

A few minutes passed, and the man's bushy brows furrowed, as if he was getting impatient.

Just when Pu Min came down and looked at him, "Sir, the young mistress is not in the room, when did you see her go out?"

Yan Xiyu didn't speak, but his face was a little gloomy.

"Could it be that she didn't come back after going out in the middle of the night last night? I got up early in the morning and started cooking, didn't I see her go out?" Pu Min became nervous.

Then the man said in a deep voice: "Call."

Pu Min came to his senses and hurriedly dialed the number of the young lady.

Shut down!

The bad feeling is getting worse.

Yan Xiyu had already got up, and the number of the official residence was called up on the phone screen.

Just in time, Pu Min's cell phone rang.

"Hello?...Young Mistress? Is that you?...Where did you go...ah? Going to work..."

Guan Qianyu's mobile phone fell into the water last night and it was broken. She could only use the office phone at the hotel.

Mr. Pu Minkan has been standing aside, so he said to him halfway: "The young mistress has already gone to work in the hotel."

Then talk to the person on the other end of the phone and prepare to hang up.

But the phone was suddenly snatched by the man.

Guan Qianyu heard Yan Xiyu's angry and cold voice coming from the receiver, "Since he's still alive, his mouth is just a decoration? Where can we go without saying a word?"

He snorted again, "Why, can't bear it anymore? Disappear without saying a word and want to threaten someone?"

Holding the phone in her office, she said in a lightly sarcastic tone, "If I disappear, how can it be a threat to you? It's what you want."

After speaking, she hung up the phone directly.

Listening to the short sound of "beep", Yan Xiyu's facial features were suddenly so gloomy that almost water came out.

It's probably because, no matter what he did to her in the past year, even if she had a temper, she would still stick it out.

Only this time, she didn't seem to say a word, but continued to cling to him as if nothing had happened.

Yan Xiyu thought that she only had this bit of backbone, and maybe in the evening she would return to her previous sternness.

As a result, he came back a little late after get off work, and when he entered the door, there was still no sign of the woman.

Pu Min saw him glance around, and took the initiative to step forward, saying: "Young Mistress said...she will work overtime tonight, so she will directly stay in the hotel."

Yan Xiyu still hadn't put down the tie that had been torn off from his hand, and his brows were wrinkled unsightly.

But after all, he didn't speak.

Until almost one o'clock in the morning.

Pu Min was suddenly called up by him. He was sleepy at first, but when he saw his husband's dark face, he suddenly became sober and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Give me the phone." The man said coldly.

Pu Min was confused, turned around and found his mobile phone and handed it over, watching him find out the young lady's note.

She couldn't help but asked, "Didn't you save your young lady's number?"

The man glanced at her coldly.

She won't answer his call.

Guan Qianyu is indeed very busy today, and it is true that she has to work overtime, so she is just waiting to take over at this moment.

The place where the palm was punctured touched water today, and I accidentally poured vegetable juice on it when I went to the cafeteria for lunch at noon. It hurt all day, and now it is a little red and swollen.

Just about to sit down and fix the wound, the phone on the table kept ringing.

As soon as she heard the phone ringing, her first reaction was that she had been complained, and she pressed her temples with a headache.

Two seconds later, with professionalism, he connected with a slight smile, "Hello! Room Manager's Office, what help do you need?"

There was a brief two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Then came the man's cold, unwavering voice, "What time do you get off work?"

It was the first time for Yan Xiyu to hear her voice at work, it was graceful and slow, neither humble nor overbearing.

It sounds gentle and gentle, but it makes people feel a kind of inviolable coolness.

In other words, any man would love the sound.

Guan Qianyu heard that it was him, so her expression faded, and her voice became calm, "Is there something wrong?"

"Don't understand what I'm asking?" The man's tone was slightly raised, full of impatience.

She glanced at the time and said, "Just got off work."

The man snorted coldly, "Since you're done, come back immediately. The Banquet Mansion doesn't need a hostess who doesn't come home at night. Have I made it clear enough?"