After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Before Shen Yanhe finished speaking, Fu Yanhe had already walked towards her.

The man's deep eyes locked on her, and his slender fingers with well-defined phalanges carelessly pulled off the tie.

Shen Yanhe's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she stepped back involuntarily, her heart beating faster in her chest.

Before she took a few steps back, Fu Yanhe had already come to her, stretched out his long arms, wrapped his arms around her flexible waist, and lifted her to the bed with ease.

Shen Yanhe's exclamation hadn't come out yet, but was blocked by Fu Yanhe...

I do not know how long it has been.

By the time Shen Yanhe regained consciousness, it was already midnight.

Her whole body was weak, her fingers and feet were numb, and she was lying lazily on the bed, not wanting to move at all.

Out of the corner of Shen Yanhe's eyes, she caught sight of the ravaged white shirt beside the bed. The old man blushed and kicked the white shirt off the bed.

If she wears a white shirt in the future, she will be a dog.

The bathroom door was opened, and Fu Yanhe came out in a black bathrobe. His neckline was slightly open, revealing his strong chest muscles. The water droplets from his hair dripped from the neckline and slowly slid onto his well-defined abdominal muscles.

Shen Yanhe glanced at it.

Very sexually charged and seductive.

But now she has as few desires as a monk who has been fasting for ten years, and she has no interest at all.

Fu Yanhe stepped forward and rubbed her hair, with a bit of satisfaction on his brows: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

"Not hungry." Shen Yanhe shook his head, closed his eyes lazily, and asked, "Where are Qiao Wei and Wufang? Where did you get them? Why didn't I see them when I came back?"

Fu Yanhe's expression remained unchanged, and he lifted the quilt and lay half down beside her: "I have arranged other tasks for them, and asked them to bring back one and three parties."

Shen Yanhe gave a drowsy hum, and was slightly relieved.

Fortunately, it wasn't because of her that Fu Yanhe put him in the cold palace.

Otherwise, she really had to think about whether to find a new position for the two of them in 094.

Looking at her sleepy appearance, Fu Yanhe knew that she was tired just now, so he patted her back gently with his big warm hand: "Go to sleep."

Under his regular pats, Shen Yanhe's consciousness gradually fell into a deep sleep.

After she breathed evenly, Fu Yanhe took out his mobile phone to send a message to Wu Fang.

The five parties who had just flown from country m to country f received news from Fu Yanhe.

[Chief]: This afternoon, bring one party and three parties back, there is an important announcement.

Five parties who had already made a mining strategy: "..."

Qiao Wei walked over with his luggage in disgrace and asked, "Boss Wufang, why are you standing still? What happened?"

"It's nothing, the chief asked us to take one party and three parties back this afternoon." Wufang put his phone in his pocket with a complex expression, looked at Qiao Wei who was carrying a big bag and said: "You probably don't need these things. gone."

Qiao Wei was very happy: "It's good if we don't need it! It just so happens that we don't need to mine! Let's go, Boss Wufang, let's go find Boss Fang!"

Early the next morning.

Shen Yanhe was woken up by Fengjiao's serial phone calls.

She picked up the phone in a daze, and just after feeding her, she heard Fengjiao's terrified voice: "Yanyan! Come and save me! Xiang Ling'an is crazy!"

Before Shen Yanhe could react, there was a roar from Xiang Ling'an: "Feng Jiao! Who are you calling crazy!"

Immediately afterwards, the phone hung up with a snap.

Shen Yanhe, who was still a little sleepy, was also clear-headed. She stroked her forehead, sat up slowly, glanced at the phone that had hung up, and clicked her tongue.

It seems that today I still have to go to the manor of the elder brother.

Can't really make them fight.

After washing up and tidying up briefly, Shen Yanhe went downstairs to have breakfast, and when she was about to go out, she happened to meet Fu Yanhe who came back from outside.

There was a faint smell of blood on him.

"Going out?" Fu Yanhe paused slightly, looking at her softly and asked.

Shen Yanhe nodded: "Well, let's go to Senior Brother."

Fu Yanhe's eyebrows moved slightly: "Do you want me to follow?"

"No, I'll try to persuade you to fight." Shen Yanhe yawned lazily, and smiled at Fu Yanhe: "Just ask someone to take me there."

Fu Yanhe nodded, and arranged for Bafang to send Shen Yanhe to Xiang Ling'an.

None of them noticed, Guan Heng, who was standing silently outside, blinked his eyes, and quietly took out his mobile phone to send a message.

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At the same time, Crowley's people, who were worrying about how to attack Shen Yanhe, received an anonymous text message.

The information on the text message happened to be Shen Yanhe's going out route today.

The subordinate looked very surprised, looked at Leroel and said, "Young Master, it seems that the hearts of the people inside the net are not in harmony."

Lerol looked calm: "If our hearts are not aligned, we have an advantage."

"Since we already know the woman's route today, let someone prepare." Leroel stood up and said, "I will personally lead someone to capture that ignorant woman and detoxify Jovan."

His subordinates looked serious and nodded yes.

After intensive preparations, Leroel set off with Crowley and his team

The people who followed him were all subordinates raised by Crowley's family, as well as mercenaries hired at high prices.

the other side.

Bafang drove Shen Yanhe to Xiang Ling'an's manor.

Just halfway through the journey, a few more black off-road vehicles suddenly appeared on the road. They intentionally or unintentionally mixed the vehicles driven by Bafang in the middle.

Bafang frowned and realized the problem in an instant. His eyes froze and he said in a deep voice, "Madam, we may be being targeted. Sit still."

Shen Yanhe, who was playing with her mobile phone, hummed.

While Bafang was speeding up to break out from the vehicle, he quickly sent Jiufang a distress message.

But as soon as the car picked up speed, a car rushed out of the bushes ahead and blocked the front.

Bafang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stepped on the brakes quickly.

Shen Yanhe, who was sitting in the back seat, was slightly tilted forward by the impact force.

She frowned slightly and looked up.

The surrounding cars also stopped, the door opened, and dozens of bloody mercenaries and bodyguards in combat uniforms jumped out of it.

They have weapons in their hands.

The leading man was Lerol in combat uniform.

When Bafang saw Lerol, his expression darkened, and he cursed in a low voice: "It's Crowley's man again."

These people are really haunted.

Lerol stood there without moving, his eyes were extremely indifferent, with a bit of contempt, he slightly raised his chin towards Bafang's car.

The mercenary approached the car with a weapon, knocked on the window with the weapon in his hand, and said in a rough voice, "People inside, get out of the car."

Bafang clicked his tongue, moved his wrist, looked sideways at Shen Yanhe and said, "Madam, you wait in the car, I'll go down and deal with them, and we'll go on the road."

Unexpectedly, Shen Yanhe stared at the contemptuous Lerol, narrowed his eyes, said no, and opened the door to get out of the car.