Wife, he's cute and sweet

Ye Xueli's voice only lasted five or six seconds, but it had a reverberating effect that reverberated throughout the meeting room, so that the second half of the meeting was going on in an extremely weird atmosphere. Everyone around the table Although he didn't dare to show anything on his face, his heart was already turned upside down, and a few brave ones even secretly watched Hejue's reaction without fear of death.

It's a pity that their cold-faced CEO still has the same stinky face for thousands of years. Putting down the phone, he raised his chin and pointed to the big screen in front of him. His voice was cold and indifferent: "Is there any more, continue."

The chief financial officer, who was reporting, dared to continue, hurriedly shook his head and said there was no more, pulled out his USB flash drive, packed up the files, and at the same time kept winking at Xiao Chen next to him for help.

Xiao Chen was also helpless, and under the eyes of everyone, he said respectfully: "This is the end of today's meeting, let's leave first."

Everyone seemed to be waiting for his words, and they scattered as if fleeing for their lives after hearing these words.

In less than a minute, all the people in the conference room retreated. Xiao Chen glanced at He Jue next to him: "Boss, do you want to prepare a car?"

He Jue's eyes fell on the phone again, his brows were furrowed, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Xiao Chen didn't dare to ask any more questions, and neatly sorted out the documents on the desktop.

It was only after a while that He Jue said nonchalantly: "Could he be too cute?"

Xiao Chen was stunned for a moment before he could react: "What?"

But he quickly understood after just asking. With the dark circles under his eyes from working overtime for the past two days, he awkwardly answered their boss's friendly question of caring for single dogs: "Yes."

He Jue glanced at him when he heard the words, his cold and even hostile eyes seemed to say, "How dare you think he is cute?"

Xiao Chen immediately screamed in his heart that he had made a mistake. He was really confused by working overtime. The boss praised his wife for being cute. You just need to listen to him. What kind of effort does Hejue have when he is possessive? Have you seen less!

Fortunately, Hejue was in a good mood today, and he didn't intend to get to the bottom of it. Xiao Chen let out a sigh of relief, seeing that he wanted to leave, and suddenly thought of an important thing: "Boss, there is someone who has been wanting to See you, I have been calling the front desk for several days to make an appointment, and they found me here today."

He Jue straightened his cuffs, not paying much attention: "Who is it?"

"It's a partner."

He Jue looked back at him and raised his eyebrows: "What kind of partner, you can't solve it?"

Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he showed embarrassment: "I can't solve it, I'm afraid you have to come forward in person."

He Jue glanced at him again, beckoning him not to play tricks.

Xiao Chen pondered and said, "Yes, Ye Gang's chairman, Ye Mingcheng."

He Jue stopped tapping his finger on the table, turned to pick up the cigarette case next to him, knocked out a cigarette and lit it, lazily holding it between his fingertips, squinting his eyes and breathing out the smoke in a sexy and wanton manner.

Suddenly chuckled: "I didn't look for him, but he rushed to deliver it to the door."

Xiao Chen observed his expression, and asked uncertainly: "What does the boss mean..."

He Jue's eyes turned cold, and he pressed the scarlet cigarette butt into the ashtray: "Arrange the schedule for these two days, and take a free day to come out."

"Yes."

He Jue walked to the door of the conference room and stopped again. Xiao Chen was taken aback subconsciously, and straightened his body: "What else does the boss want?"

He Jue turned sideways, and actually compared it with his hands: "The big and stupid doll that was thrown out two days ago, where did you take it?"

Xiao Chen: "..."

He Jue didn't take Xiao Chen with him, and drove away from the company by himself. Before leaving, he made a video call to Ye Xueli, but the person who answered was Cheng Mo, who had his face on the screen and yelled "Big Brother He" Stupid.

Resisting the urge to face black, He Jue asked in a cold voice where they were.

Cheng Mo's tongue was not very sharp when he spoke, it sounded like he was drunk, and he muttered for a long time before saying that he was at his house now.

Without further ado, He Jue hung up the phone, flipped through the chat history to find Cheng Jing's profile picture, and directly sent him a sentence [When did your Cheng family start developing a sideline business of human traffickers? 】

Accidentally abducted Ye Xueli, and picked on when he was not at home, did this Cheng Mo really need to clean up? He Jue held the steering wheel and sneered expressionlessly.

In rush hour, Hejue was stuck in traffic and wanted to swear. It was already 09:30 in the evening when he arrived at Cheng Jing's house.

The guard remembered his license plate and came to greet him respectfully. He Jue got out of the car and refused their request to stop for him. He was here to arrest people and didn't intend to stay longer.

All the way through the courtyard full of cinnamon, go straight to the open-air swimming pool next to the garden, which is often used by Cheng Jing to hold open-air receptions and parties, and the arrangement is very stylish.

Walking through a red brick path, not far away is the sparkling swimming pool, a string of orange lights are lit on the surrounding shrubs and fences, and the air is filled with the aroma of various meats being grilled. A few teenagers drank in a daze, wine bottles were piled up all over the floor, at a glance, it seemed that there were both beer and foreign wine.

From the moment Hejue walked in, his brows had been furrowed enough to kill a fly, his gaze swept around, and he precisely landed on the slightly swaying flower vine swing not far away.

The boy in a white sweater hugged one of the flower vines, smirked and didn't let go.

He Jue's face softened slightly, and he walked around the mess all over the floor towards the swing.

Cheng Mo, the only one among them who was somewhat conscious, saw his figure early in the morning, walked over with a bottle of wine, and grabbed He Jue's arm: "He, Brother He, you are here, hiccup!"

A wine belch came out, and the smell was so smoky, He Jue pushed his hand away, and reached out to dust his clothes.

I wanted to warn him not to take Ye Xueli out casually in the future, but seeing him drinking like this, it was probably useless to say it, so I didn't bother to speak, and bent down to look at Ye Xueli who was still sitting on the swing, his eyes were much softer: "Baby, go home gone."

Ye Xueli was completely drunk, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were clear, but her gaze was misty when looking at the person in front of her, she stared at the face of the person in front of her for a while, and puckered her lips in doubt: "You, who are you, Why should I, hiccup, why should I go home with you..."

so cute.

He Jue stared at his petal-shaped lips, which were covered with a soft red light, and his eyes sank slightly: "I'm your husband, be good, let's go home, shall we?"

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to hug him off the swing, but he was unable to hug him this time. Ye Xueli, who was drunk, had amazing strength. She hugged the flower vine in her arms tightly with both hands, and said He kept muttering: "No, no, you are not my boss, husband, He Jue is my husband, you are a liar..."

Hejue has a big head, it's the first time he knows Ye Xueli looks like this when he's drunk, cute is cute, but stupid, even his own husband doesn't recognize her.

I had to patiently explain to him: "I am He Jue."

After Ye Xueli listened to him, she looked at him very hard for a while, and after reading it, she still curled her lips: "Liar, you are not, not Hejue, Hejue is more handsome than you, much more handsome..."

He Jue's face was full of black lines, and Cheng Mo next to him couldn't help laughing: "Brother He, don't be so busy, let me tell you, before you came, Xuexue had been looking for his husband for a long time, and she was still hugging people." If you catch anyone and call her husband, if you tell him that he has admitted to the wrong person, he will cry with his mouth curled up like this, we still bet, in terms of Xuexue's current state, even if your real deity comes, he will not cry. I must know him, now it seems that it is so, hahahahaha!"

The kid laughed so much that Hejue's face became colder and colder, and he asked him in a deep voice, "Did he hug you?"

Cheng Mo laughed until his stomach ached, raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and stared at him in a daze: "Ah? Yes, you don't know, don't look at Xuexue who is as thin as a stick He's so crazy that he's going to die, I can't push him away when I'm holding me, I..."

"All right."

The low-pitched voice suddenly interrupted what he said behind him, Cheng Mo was so frightened that his brain was agitated, Jiu Jin instantly sobered up a lot, and he looked up at He Jue's eyes now, only feeling a chill down his spine, and swallowed in fear .

He Jue looked at him, and wanted to take advantage of the situation to reprimand him, but felt the front of his clothes being pulled lightly, so he lowered his head to look.

Ye Xueli raised her head, her drunken face was flushed with moisture, like a peach that attracts people to pick and bite, her lips are soft and gorgeous, and the smell of alcohol that she exhales seems to have a moist and sweet smell.

"You, can you take me to Hejue, please, go to him, I miss him so much..."

He Jue heard himself sigh lightly, and held his hand: "Okay, I'll take you to find him."

After hearing the satisfactory answer, Ye Xueli smiled reassuringly, and finally let go of Huateng's hand, and fell softly into his arms.

He Jue picked him up, and before he left, he glanced at Cheng Mo next to him. This kid was so cowardly, he didn't forget to raise his hand and wave to him: "Brother He, it's easy to go."

He Jue ignored him, and left this filthy place with the man in his arms.

It was the first time in Ye Xueli's life that he drank alcohol, and he was completely drunk. After being brought home by Hejue, he still showed signs of drinking madness. At one moment he said that he was not Hejue, and at another moment he said that he wanted to go out to find it by himself. Like a loach, Hejue let him get out without catching one.

The veins on his forehead were twitching, he closed his eyes and took a few breaths, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he suddenly roared in a low voice: "Ye Xueli!"

The drunk lunatic who had just jumped out of bed and ran to the door was shocked by his yelling. He didn't dare to move any more. He stood barefoot on the carpet, turned his head, and looked at him timidly.

He Jue sat on the bed with his back arched, his shirt buttons were undone, and he was scratched in a mess. There was a clear slap mark on half of his face. Looking carefully, there were some fresh marks on the skin extending from the back of his right ear to his neck. The scratches that came out were really embarrassing.

He Jue has never served such a bastard drunk in his life.

He slowed down for a moment, got off the bed, looked at the little bastard at the door, and walked towards him step by step with a cold face.

Although Ye Xueli was drunk, she still had the instinct to be afraid of this man, and subconsciously moved back until her body touched the hard door panel.

He Jue's tall figure was getting closer and closer, with a smile on his face, against the slap print on that half of his face, there was a bit of frightening gloom.

Ye Xueli's mind was ringing with alarm bells, his toes were grabbing the soft carpet, and the hairs all over his body stood on end, before he could make an escape movement, a big palm wrapped in the cool wind ruthlessly supported the side of his face.

"Why don't you run away?"

He Jue's voice was colder than his eyes, he lowered his head close to his face, gritted his teeth and whispered: "I have to fuck/You will be honest if you have a meal."