Madam is a Superstar

  Chapter 57 Song Qing-style 'I want to stop talking'

  Except for that time in the office, Huo Yu has always been restrained towards himself.

  Song Qing's slender eyelashes trembled, and her beautiful eyes were full of weirdness, so she just performed too much and made this dog man misunderstand something?

   However, the Emperor Dragon Qi that was sent seems to be pretty good, doesn't it?

  Song Qing's eyelashes under the lights in the banquet hall, like butterfly wings fluttering in the sun,

   imitating the good posture of Song, shyly lowered his eyebrows, his red lips lifted softly,

   "Okay, then husband, you have to protect yourself, I'll wait for you to come back in our bed~"

  “…”

  “…”

   The surroundings fell into a brief and eerie silence, and Song Qing's tears were provoked. Why, don't you like this set?

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

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

  Song Qing raised his head, supported his chin with one hand, and followed Huo Yu's tall back and raised his eyebrows, "Xiao Bai."

  's voice is lazy, hanging a little casually hooking people.

   Shen Bai's goosebumps disappeared instantly, he just said,

   He must have been hallucinating just now, and such a whimper tone is not something that the lady he admires will send out.

   "Madam, you said."

   "Why did your father sigh just now, isn't that what your men like?"

  Shen Bai couldn't believe his ears, such a word of tigers and wolves is here with Madam, what is it?

   Desires, desires to speak? ? ?

   backyard,

   The night was dark, and an orange lamp hung on the stone wall.

   Huo Yucang was in the dim yellow light and shadow, his jaw line was rigid, and his sturdy and sturdy body was leaning on a high chair.

   On the ground covered with black and white pebbles, lay a man whose hands and feet were tied, unable to move, and his shoulders continued to seep blood.

   It was not someone else who shot Pei Jinnian, but Assistant Zhou who had been with Pei Jinnian for many years.

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

   "I haven't treated you badly for so many years, have I?"

   Pei Jinnian was sitting next to Huo Yu with a half-burning cigar between his fingers. He was in a complicated mood, and the white smoke curled up and choked.

   He couldn't understand how he was so generous and never deducted the wages of his arrears.

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

   He fired two shots, and he used his **** gun! Oh shit!

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

  Assistant Zhou raised his head laboriously, his red bloodshot eyes glanced at Pei Jinnian and sneered, without any intention of answering,

   Pei Jinnian is notoriously good-natured in the circle, but he was stunned by this sneer, and the veins on his forehead were protruding, and he shouted,

   "Zhou Linhe! You know my means best, don't challenge my patience again."

  There is no one who can be prosperous in the upper class of the capital's wealthy family, but there is no one who is really easy to talk about.

"what!!!"

   shrill screams resounded throughout the backyard,

   It was Huo Yu's proud back in a black shirt, his muscular arms were casually inserted into his trouser pockets, and his cuffs were half-rolled.

  Black leather shoes stomped heavily on Zhou Linhe's **** shoulders, his profile was handsome and three-dimensional,

   In the lonely, cold and pitch-black night, the raised line of the Adam’s apple is as sharp as a blade, and the thin lips spit out,

"Say."

   (end of this chapter)