Chasing his wife is shameless, the CEO kneels outside the door again

"Hey! What are you doing?!" Yunduo was startled when she saw him reaching out to unbuckle his belt.

"Of course I will keep working hard to satisfy my wife." Xia Muchen said with a wicked smile.

"You! You... hooligan!" Yunduo grabbed his belt tightly and refused to let him unbuckle it.

They had already done it once this afternoon, and now they were going to do it again in the same place, leaving her face with no place to rest.

He just liked to see her face flushed with nervousness. It was really fun to tease her like this.

"Wife, are you so impatient? You're holding on to me so tightly." Xia Muchen's eyes were fixed on the place where she was holding her hands.

After he said that, Yunduo realized that something was wrong with where her hands were, so she quickly let go.

Xia Muchen reached out and held her in his arms.

Yunduo suddenly became nervous, thinking that he wouldn't really score twice today.

"You...don't mess around."

"Mess around? How do you want me to mess around?" Xia Muchen smiled rudely and deliberately stuck close to her body.

Yunduo took a few steps back, but she didn't expect that he would pull her back into his arms with such force, and she stuck even closer to him.

"Stop it." Yun Duo was too embarrassed to continue acting out the love action movie with him in the office.

Thinking that they were almost done playing, Xia Muchen kissed her on the forehead and said, "Okay, let's go."

Did he let her off so easily?

She was a little surprised, "Where to?"

"Of course I'm going home." Xia Muchen looked at her with a smile.

"Or do you want to do something special with me in the office?"

"Go home, go home." Yunduo said as she hurried out, fearing that he would change his mind.

Looking at Yunduo's hurried back, Xia Muchen found it funny.

A few days later, France started shooting the commercial.

On the first day of filming, France's behavior was shocking.

His performance in the camera was very subpar, completely lacking his usual skilled acting skills, and it wasn't even satisfactory.

His performance looks like that of a newcomer.

"What's going on?" The director frowned and muttered to himself.

This kind of situation should not have happened to an international superstar like him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, France's agent hurried over to apologize to the director.

"Director, I'm sorry. France has been feeling unwell since arriving in China recently."

After getting the director's forgiveness, the agent hurried to France.

"France, what's wrong with you? Your performance this time is really below par!"

France looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, I just feel a little under the weather today. I promise I won't be like this tomorrow." "Then let's go to the hospital. Come, I'll take you there."

As the company's biggest cash cow, it is impossible for managers to ignore him.

"No, no, I can go there by myself. Sorry, I have to go now."

France greeted his agent, then greeted everyone else, then left with an apologetic look on his face.

As soon as France left, everyone started to finish their work. They didn't expect it to start off so badly.

When Yunduo came over, she saw the staff members packing up the props in groups of three or four, but France was nowhere to be seen.

She stopped a staff member and asked, "Why are you stopping filming so early today? Where's France?"

"Francis is not feeling well today. He is not in good condition and has not passed any test. He is going to the hospital now," said the staff member.

So that’s it!

"Okay, I see."

After leaving, France did not go to the hospital, but drove directly back to the hotel.

He opened the door of the hotel's presidential suite and walked straight to the innermost room.

With a "click", the lock opened.

Then, with a "click", he turned on the light.

A strong white man was trapped in a corner of the room. He had obvious scars on his body, and it was obvious that he had been attacked before.

Seeing someone coming, he raised his head alertly.

The moment the white man looked up, he saw the man clearly and was obviously shocked. He had the same face as his!

"Who are you? Why are you pretending to be me?"

France squatted down and said, "Who am I? Take a good look at who I am. I am France. Don't you know that?"

"I am France, you are fake!" the white man shouted excitedly.

France pinched the white man's jaw hard, "But now people think I'm the real France!"

"What do you want to do?" The white man stared at France.

France curled his lips and smiled sinisterly, "I just want you to be my scapegoat, that's all!"

scapegoat?

"why me?"

"Because you just happen to be unlucky." France threw the white man aside with force, and his head almost hit the floor.

After taking several deep breaths, the white man finally recovered.

"Teach me how to act today." France said as he threw over the script for the commercial.

The white man looked at the script beside him and laughed twice, "You're dreaming!"

"Are you dreaming?" France came closer.

"Then I might as well send you to see the King of Hell right now." He said, showing the shining knife in his hand.

The knife in his hand flashed coldly, and the white man was immediately frightened.

He is not afraid of death, but he is an international superstar and he is unwilling to be killed by such a sinister villain in a foreign country!

"Okay, I promise, I will teach you how to act." The white man changed his tone.

"But you have to untie me first. How can I teach you if you tie me up like this?"

"Don't try to get away with this!" France warned.

"I put drugs in your food. Without my antidote, you won't survive." He said with a smirk.

"You! Despicable!" the white man said angrily.

"Yes, I am despicable, so what? What can you do to me?" France raised his eyebrows proudly.

The white man understood that he was now under someone's control, so he certainly couldn't get angry. He just looked at him hatefully.

France walked behind the white man and helped untie him.

The white man rubbed his sore and swollen wrists, deciding not to suffer a loss.

Save your life first, and figure out the rest later.

He picked up the script at his feet and read it carefully.

This is the advertising script for men's skin care products that he is going to shoot during his visit to China.

This was a great opportunity to enter China, but I didn't expect that I would be knocked unconscious as soon as I entered the hotel.

When I woke up again, my hands and feet were tied and thrown into this dark little house.

It seems that this man wants to use his identity to become an international superstar.

But he didn't understand what the scapegoat he just mentioned was?

Could it be that he wants to use his identity to do something illegal?

Yes, definitely!

What should I do? In my current state, it is impossible to stop him or even escape.