Madam is a Superstar

Except for that time in the office, Huo Yu has always been restrained towards himself, but now like this,

Song Qing's slender eyelashes trembled, her beautiful eyes were full of weirdness, so, what did this dog man misunderstand because of her over-the-top performance just now?

However, the Imperial Dragon Qi sent up seems to be pretty good, doesn't it?

Under the lights in the banquet hall, Song Qing's eyelashes fluttered like the wings of a butterfly in the sun.

Following Song Haohao's posture, she shyly lowered her eyebrows and lowered her red lips softly,

"Okay, then husband, you have to protect yourself, I will wait for you to come back on our bed~"

"..."

"..."

The surroundings fell into a short and strange silence, and Song Qing's tear mole was provoked, why, don't you like this set again?

A low sigh sounded in his ear, seemingly helpless and pampered, his head was rubbed lightly, "Okay, wait for me to come back."

Steady footsteps left step by step, and most of the bodyguards in black followed closely behind Huo Yu.

Song Qing raised her head, supported her chin with one hand, her eyes followed Huo Yu's tall back and her eyebrows furrowed, "Xiaobai."

The voice is lazy, and it is casually seductive.

The goosebumps on Shen Bai's hands disappeared in an instant, so he just said,

He must have been hallucinating just now, that kind of coquettish tone was not made by the wife he adores.

"Ma'am, tell me."

"Why did your grandfather sigh just now? Isn't that what you men like, who are hesitant to talk?"

Shen Bai couldn't believe his ears, what the hell is such a tiger-wolf talk in Madam's place?

Desire, desire to speak? ? ?

backyard,

The night was dark, with an orange lamp hanging on the stone wall.

Huo Yulong was in the dim light and shadow, his jaw line was firm, and his tall and strong body was leaning on a top chair,

On the ground covered with black and white cobblestones, lay a man whose hands and feet were bound and whose shoulders were still oozing blood.

The one who shot Pei Jinnian was none other than Assistant Zhou who had been by Pei Jinnian's side for many years.

A few steps away, a middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes was standing under the shadow of the whirling tree with his mobile phone, reporting the matter to the old man.

"I haven't treated you badly all these years, have I?"

Pei Jinnian was sitting next to Huo Yu, holding a half-lit cigar between his fingers, feeling complicated, white smoke curling up and choking people,

He couldn't figure it out, a generous man like him who never deducted the wages owed to employees,

A good boss who gives bonuses from time to time and can't be found even with a lantern, how could one day be reduced to being shot and assassinated by his trusted personal assistant,

He fired twice, and he used his fucking gun! Oh shit!

Pei Jinnian slammed out the cigar, and the more he thought about it, the more useless he felt.

Assistant Zhou raised his head with difficulty, glanced at Pei Jinnian with bloodshot eyes, and sneered, not intending to answer at all.

Pei Jinnian is well-known in the circle for his good temper, but he was stunned by this sneer, his forehead was bulging with veins, and he yelled,

"Zhou Linhe! You know my methods best. Don't challenge my patience."

Those who can flourish in the wealthy and upper class of the capital are not really easy to talk to.

"ah!!!"

The shrill screams resounded throughout the backyard,

What catches the eye is Huo Yu's proud back in a black shirt, his muscular arms are casually inserted in his trouser pockets, his cuffs are half rolled up,

The black leather shoes stepped heavily on Zhou Linhe's blood-oozing shoulders, his profile was handsome and three-dimensional,

Under the lonely, cold and dark night, the protruding line of Adam's apple is as sharp as a blade, and the thin lips spit out lightly,

"explain."