The supreme master of the female president

"Wow~"

As soon as those people left, Zhao Jian scrambled to the sink and vomited out all the lean meat porridge he had just drank.

Seeing this, the flight attendant couldn't help frowning, and when Zhao Jian was almost vomiting, he asked in a low voice: "There must be something in the porridge, why did you do that?"

Zhao Jian vomited, his eyes turned red, he turned on the faucet and rinsed his mouth, then took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "We have a grudge!"

"What do you mean?" the crew chief raised an eyebrow and asked.

Zhao Jian turned off the faucet, clenched his fists and roared, "Remember what I told you back then, what do I do?"

"Remember, the owner of a small company was annexed by Jiang Yue, the chairman of Jiangtian Group, and owed a whole body of debt!"

The flight crew leader was puzzled. He had a pretty good relationship with Zhao Jian. He knew that before he entered the kitchen, he was the owner of a small company with an annual income of several million. It was a pity that he was swallowed up by the giant Jiangtian Group. There is nothing left, but what does this have to do with poisoning?
"That woman is Jiang Yue's only daughter, Jiang Xinyao!" Zhao Jian said angrily.

The crew leader was startled, and instantly understood what was going on. It turned out that Zhao Jian had recognized Jiang Xinyao and poisoned the porridge because he wanted revenge. But did he do this recklessly? It would definitely be very painful to be caught out. awful!

"I didn't expect that I would meet Jiang Xinyao on the train. She said she wanted to buy lean meat porridge for her daughter. I thought it was an opportunity, so I wanted to take revenge. I put some cockroach bait into the porridge, added green onion and ginger To cover up the smell, you can't die if you eat it, at most it's a slight poisoning or stomach upset, but I didn't expect her husband to notice the clue!" Zhao Jian's eyes were bloodshot, he wasn't poisonous enough to kill, but he just wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge on Jiang Xinyao , Get rid of the anger accumulated in my heart for seven or eight years.

"So that's it!" The crew chief nodded. No wonder Zhao Jian dared to drink the lean meat porridge face to face. It turned out that he only added a small amount of cockroach bait, so that he would not be poisoned to death.

"Old Zhao, it's been seven or eight years. Jiangtian Group's current stock market is tens of billions. We can't offend you at all. You should let it go. Otherwise, if they notice something, just rely on your current background. Crushing you to death is as easy as trampling on an ant!" The crew chief kindly reminded him that he and Zhao Jian were still friends after all.

Zhao Jian didn't know it, but he just couldn't swallow the bad breath. If Jiang Yue hadn't been vicious at the beginning, he wouldn't have become a sous chef working for others from a small boss.

In the first-class compartment of the train, Jiang Xinyao blinked lightly. She looked at Yang Yitian and asked in a soft voice: "Husband, didn't you say there was something wrong with the porridge, but he ate it face to face, and nothing happened!"

"He's fine, but it doesn't mean he's not poisonous. It may be because the dose is relatively small, and the attack hasn't happened yet. Maybe he's vomiting somewhere now!" Yang Yitian said lightly.

Jiang Xinyao was thoughtful, and Yang Wuxin, who was lying in her arms, gently shook her little hands, calling out: "Mom, thirsty."

"Husband" Jiang Xinyao picked up the bottle of water brought by the flight attendant and handed it to Yang Yitian, wondering if there was any problem.

"The water is fine!" Yang Yitian smiled tenderly, but he didn't feel that Jiang Xinyao was suspicious. After all, her daughter Yang Wuxin might be more important to her than her own life.

Hearing Yang Yitian said it was okay, Jiang Xinyao poured water into the cup and fed her daughter slowly.

Yang Yitian took out his mobile phone, found Houzi's number, and dialed it without avoiding Jiang Xinyao.

"Master, what's the matter?" As soon as the call was connected, the monkey's awe-inspiring voice sounded immediately.

"Yes!" Yang Yitian looked solemn, and briefly told the monkey what happened to him on the phone.

"Master, please don't worry, I will definitely catch that chef named Zhao Jian and pry his mouth open for you!" Monkey promised on the phone.

"Okay!" Yang Yitian said a few words, then hung up the phone. Why did Zhao Jian poison him? He didn't bother to ask any more questions. Just leave it to the monkey.

Yang Yitian put away his mobile phone, a smirk formed on the corner of his mouth, looked at Jiang Xinyao beside him, and said jokingly: "Honey, after you go back, do you want to practice yoga to soften the ligaments of your body!"

Jiang Xinyao blushed like a flower, angrily gouged out Yang Yitian, and snorted angrily: "What do you mean, do you think I'm an old woman?"

Yang Yitian rubbed his nose, laughed and said: "You said it yourself, I didn't say it!"

"Okay, you Yang Yitian, you actually started to dislike me for coming, see if I don't strangle you to death!" Jiang Xinyao blushed, reached out to Yang Yitian's waist, pinched it hard, and scolded him not to sleep on her again bed.

"I'm going, it hurts." Yang Yitian pushed Jiang Xinyao's little hand away, with eyes like a resentful woman, rubbing the place where Jiang Xinyao pinched.

"Hmph, who told you to imply that I'm old, and I won't hurt you to death!" Jiang Xinyao snorted coquettishly, her angry appearance was very cute, with a special flavor.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the train stopped at the station, Jiang Xinyao hugged her daughter, while Yang Yitian came out of the carriage dragging her luggage with clothes.

"Honey, we met here more than three years ago, right?" Yang Yitian stood on the marble floor, looking at the scenery of the train platform. He still remembered the various misunderstandings that occurred when he and Jiang Xinyao met for the first time. .

"Yeah!" Jiang Xinyao's eyes were tender. Three years could not be long or short. At that time, she was still a cold and charming female president. Now she has become a wife and has her own daughter.

"Wife, let's go!" Yang Yitian sighed and smiled lightly, holding Jiang Xinyao with one hand and dragging the suitcase with the other, they walked out of the train station side by side intimately.

After hailing a taxi outside the train station and returning to the sea view villa, Yang Yitian lay on the sofa in the living room and said with a smile, "It still feels better at home, really comfortable!"

Jiang Xinyao put her daughter on the ground and let her play in the living room by herself, then sat lightly beside Yang Yitian, and said in a soft voice: "Husband, let Xiaoxuan and Douduo come back for dinner tonight!"

"Okay!" Yang Yitian nodded and said, this time he traveled to the western region for more than half a month, and he also missed Yang Xuan and Xu Duoduo a little bit, so he happened to call back to Juju tonight.

buzzing.
Suddenly, Yang Yitian's cell phone vibrated. He took it out and saw that it was the call from the director of the hospital, Pan Guozhong.

"Mr. Yang is not well. Xu Shuxian's various body functions have become very bad for some reason. She may not be able to bear it anymore. If you have time, hurry up and come over!"

As soon as the call was connected, Dean Pan Guozhong's lamenting voice came out through the mobile phone.