Spoiled! The yandere boss and his soft doll

"Joao, I'm all right.

Christman came out of the bathroom, the voice sounded from behind Joao, I saw him put away his puzzled expression with his back, calmly put the potted plant back in place, and then turned around and wrapped his arms around her waist, "Okay, then let's go home."

Christine naturally took Joao's arm, but her footsteps didn't move with Joao, "What were you looking at just now?"

she poked her head to look down, and the faint movement from below made her a little curious.

"It's nothing, don't look at Manman. Joao stopped her.

Not to mention that he didn't want Christman to see Wen Yan, just the fierce picture of several people fighting, he didn't want to let her see the beauty.

The last time she saw herself, Christine went to bed that night and dreamed of frowning and screaming no.

I was horrified when I saw it.

Christine shook her head indifferently and followed Joao, she was bouncing and looking happy, "Joao, Joao is so good, I've been in school for more and more time, reward you."

With that, Christman stood on tiptoe and smacked at Joao's cheek.

Loud and crisp.

Joao smiled stupidly, and immediately consciously bent down and faced Christman's little face, not letting her tiptoe, "Yet, again."

"No, no, shame, let's go back." Christman shook her head into a rattle and glared at him sheepishly.

"Don't be ashamed, go back to the car and kiss. The

movements of the two of them did not affect the development of the following people.

This time, Joao just accompanied his baby to the bathroom, and while he was waiting, the following unbearable words came clearly into Joao's ears.

There is a saying that Wen Yan is not wrong, saying that Joao can do it, but how can he say that Christman?

Joao raised the green plant of the ceramic pot on the side with an expressionless face, big enough, thick enough, it should be ......

Is it enough? But, what about the other two?

And it's too cheap to throw them away like this, so let's keep it in mind and torture it slowly, right?

Joao stretched out his hand, even aimed at the person closest to him, but only when he was hesitating how to punish them and be more relieved, Wen Xian appeared.

I don't understand why Wen Xi would help himself.

In

the center of Beijing, ———— tall and magnificent gate alone shows grace and luxury, and the elegant and exquisite porches, halls, and buildings are not undevoid of elegance.

"He's back?" asked the boy, looking at the leather shoes in the shoe closet.

He has messy broken hair, and his smile looks so warm that people can't take their eyes off, but when you look closely, there is no trace of warmth in your eyes.

What kind of smile is his smile? It's like the most programmed, the most standard smile, without a trace of genuine feelings.

People will be attracted by his smile, but they will also be shocked when they see it.

The attendant skillfully took He Ziru's schoolbag, bent down to welcome him back, "Sir, let you go to the study to find him when you come back." "

Got it. He Ziru waved his hand, went to the kitchen to get a can of drink, and then collapsed on the sofa without moving.

The attendants didn't dare to say anything more when they saw his behavior, but more as if they were used to it, they took the words and went about their work.

He Ziru played with the TV remote control and adjusted the TV programs at will, but he didn't watch much of each of them, and after pressing every channel program, he came again.

Never get tired of it.

When a can of drink was served, there was an extremely heavy sound of footsteps on the second floor.

"Didn't you hear what you Lao Tzu said, get out of here!" The man who came had a great figure, and his black hair was all combed up, meticulous.

A pair of eyes are not angry and arrogant under the thick eyebrows, the muscles of the arms under the suit and leather shoes are bulging, and the pride on his face is undisguised, no one can not be solemn and respectful in the face of him.

However, the sound of heavy drinking did not affect He Ziru, his expression was still smiling, but the action of throwing the drink can into the trash can was a little angry, "Why did you come back suddenly? Aren't you going to go on a business trip for half a month?" "

There is something important, come up!" He Zhou looked at this son, who liked to ignore him since he was a child, gave one last order, and turned to leave.

"Oh-" He Ziru said in a long tail that was very immodest, but he still stood up and walked upstairs without a proper shape.

The four eyes looked at each other, and they were speechless.

A pair of father and son, looking at each other across a table, one with a poker face, and the other with a formulaic smile all the time.

"You're not good-looking. He Ziru shook his head very seriously, he has been looking at this face for 18 years.

It's not pretty.

He Zhou: "

Ah, I saw that you didn't speak, I thought you were asking me to come up and see you." He Ziru tilted his head, very innocent.

He Zhou's face cracked, he always seemed to be unable to maintain the image of Yan's father in front of his son, "There is a banquet next week, you go with me."

"Don't.

"You're going, you're over 18, so you should be in this circle as soon as possible."

"Don't.

He Zhou was silent, and the father and son began to look at each other again.

"That only son of the Mo family, do you know

?" He Ziru's eyes lit up, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth was really a little cut, "What?" "

Next week's banquet is his coming-of-age ceremony." He Zhou handed an invitation letter to He Ziru, "The powerful figures of the entire Beijing City and even other regions will be present, although you usually deliberately do not contact my circle, but their family must be, no, you must have heard of it."

"I've heard of it. He Ziru straightened up a lot this time, looked at the content of the invitation, and nodded thoughtfully, "That Mr. Mo is better than you."

He Zhou closed his eyes and resisted the urge to beat his son, "I know you are very interested in his son, do you want to go with me now?"

"

He Ziru does have a deep interest in Joao.

Two years ago, he first heard Joao's name in the boxing gym, and he was in a very bad mood at that time, and he came to the gym to find a few sparring partners to vent the depression in his heart.

As a result, he was told by the owner of the hall that the ten sparring partners had all been injured because of one person just now.

There was no way to receive him.

His face was very bad, and he made a good move, without any warning, and wiped the hall owner's face and hit the sandbag behind him, "Who is it?"

"

The Mo family.

He knows.

That only son was called João.

Later, he met him again at a land auction.

Excellent brains, ruthless tactics and overwhelming financial resources simply did not make those present have the strength to compete with them, and in just a few rounds, Joao took this piece of land that everyone longed for.

He Ziru is also one of them.

Although he came with his mother and was not interested, it made He Ziru more and more interested in him.

Because for some reason, he smelled the scent of his kind.

Later, he heard the news that he had come to school at the Shangyuan School.

At that time, his classmates would always mention his name from time to time.

It's just that the man only came for a few hours a day and left, just like the school was just a check-in place for him, and he hadn't seen Joao's front up close after half a month.

What a big name.