Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

However, because Rong Yan and Liancheng Yaya’s battle was in the bathroom, they couldn’t hear it from downstairs.

More than half an hour had passed, and the cold midnight wind was freezing to the bone.

Everyone was shivering with cold, but no one dared to leave.

The housekeeper was running around in circles anxiously, "This... why is there no movement at all? Has the young lady you found found the young master?"

The family doctor also kept wiping the cold sweat on his head: "Yes, why is there no movement?"

The housekeeper suddenly said to Secretary Zhou: "Secretary Zhou... why don't you go to the balcony and listen."

Secretary Zhou's eyes were so wide open that he almost fell out of his head. He cursed in his heart and said tremblingly: "I'm going? Do you want today to be my first anniversary next year?"

Go listen to the corner scene where the big boss and Miss Rong are in love. Are you planning to be shot to death by Mr. Ya?

The housekeeper burst into tears, "Then what should I do now? What if...what if something happens to the young master? Then I won't be able to survive."

Secretary Zhou said calmly: "It's okay, if you can't survive, we will stay with you."

Secretary Zhou was also wondering why there was no movement. If Miss Rong could not find Young Master Ya, she would definitely come out. If she found Young Master Ya and found him unconscious, she would come out and call for help.

Moreover...Secretary Zhou still believes in appearance. Seeing Miss Rong like this now, Mr. Ya must be a thunderbolt that stirs up fire in the earth. He will be out of control and won't stop until dawn.

Could it be...

A very disharmonious scene automatically flashed through Secretary Zhou's mind.

Master Ya was very angry with Miss Rong, so... he blocked her mouth with his clothes, so she couldn't hear the sound.

The more Secretary Zhou thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

A few hours later, it was already past two o'clock in the morning. The temperature was getting lower and lower.

However, a group of people were still waiting impatiently in the wind.

The housekeeper couldn't wait any longer and said, "It's really not an option to wait like this. If something happens to the young master, none of us can afford it."

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind, "Secretary Zhou, since you won't go up, then I will risk my old life and go up."

The butler said as if he were dead, then stood in front of the ladder, holding on to the ladder and trying to climb up.

Secretary Zhou took one look at his white hair and stooped body, covered his face and wailed.

Of course, the last person to climb the ladder is certainly not the steward.

Secretary Zhou was disgusted with himself as he climbed. If he died today, please write a sentence on his epitaph: Don't easily help an old man who fell when crossing the road. Similarly, when you see an old man climbing a ladder, don't easily help him climb.

, the former may lead to loss of wealth, while the latter may lead to loss of life.

With determination to die, Secretary Zhou finally climbed up to Liancheng's elegant balcony. Looking at the glass shards on the floor, he silently lit a candle for Rong Yan in his heart.

Secretary Zhou was standing outside the glass door, and of course he didn't dare to go in.

His eyes scanned the room. The lights were on, but there was no one, and there was no one on the bed... either.

Secretary Zhou is confused, where is this person?

Do...do we really want to go in and look for it?

Just when Secretary Zhou was hesitating to raise his feet, he finally heard the sound coming from the bathroom.

The voice with a hoarse and weak face floated out.

"Liancheng Yazhi...Mr. Liancheng...the donor...please spare me...wuwu...people are dying, please show mercy..."