Ou Xiye walked to the elevator entrance and was about to press the button when he saw Sun **, the director of the technical department, rushing over nervously. He stopped and stared at the elegant man with gold-rimmed eyes in front of him with his black eyes, provoking
Thick eyebrows asked, "Mr. Sun, what's the matter?"
As soon as Sun ** touched Ou Xiye's sharp and cold black eyes, he immediately lowered his head in shock and struggled to speak: "General Manager, there is something I don't know whether I should say..."
Seeing him dodge, the wrinkles between Ou Xiye's brows deepened, and he ordered in a low voice: "Speak!" His intuition told him that what the man in front of him was about to say was related to the leakage of new products.
Sun ** swallowed her saliva and plucked up the courage to say: "Three days ago, I saw the young mistress and Mr. Yue Te, the major shareholder of m-to, dining together at the Wishful Western Restaurant. The young mistress even handed Mr. Yue Te a document bag.
..."Oh my God, my God, he will be fired!"
Ou Xiye's slender body trembled suddenly, his big hands clenched suddenly, and there was no emotion in his always cold tone, "Are you sure?"
Sun ** nodded, "Yeah."
"Okay, I understand, go and work hard!" The lines on Ou Xiye's face were tense. He patted Sun ** on the shoulder, and then strode into the elevator.
It wasn't until the moment the elevator door closed that Sun ** dared to slowly raise his head. He tremblingly stretched out the back of his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and held onto the wall to support his body that was about to collapse.
In the elevator, the only trace of air in the small space became condensed, and the metal wall reflected Ou Xiye's sinister face. His thick eyebrows were frowned, and his heart was extremely tangled.
No, it can't be Nuan Nuan, she won't do such a thing!
He kept convincing himself in his heart, but in his mind, he kept thinking about the scene when he returned to the office three days ago and bumped into Han Nuannuan holding the plan and flipping through it carefully!
He was silent for a moment, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers, "Linda, go to the Wishful Western Restaurant immediately to check if the young lady has been there in the past two days!"
No, he must believe her, he must believe her!
Throughout the morning, Ou Xiye had no intention of dealing with official matters. He was restless in the office, wanting to receive a reply from Linda quickly but also afraid that the consequences she would bring back would be unbearable for him.
Thinking about this, Linda hurriedly opened the door and walked in. She stood respectfully in front of the desk and said cautiously: "General Manager, I have already been to the Wishful Western Restaurant. A waiter there confirmed that the young lady's marriage was the same as that of the young lady three days ago.
Mr. Viet has been there."
Ou Xiye sat coldly on the executive chair, eyes lowered, unable to see the emotion on his face, but the air around him was shockingly cold.
Linda shuddered secretly and gently handed the photo in her hand to him, "General Manager, I found this on their wish wall!"
Ou Xiye gently picked up the photo with his slender fingers. Suddenly, his pupils widened and a strong anger seemed to ignite in his chest. The protagonists in the photo were a sweet and loving couple, but behind them Han reflected
The scene of Nuan Nuan handing a brown paper bag to Yue Te.
He tried hard to suppress the emotions that were about to explode, and said in a low voice: "Okay, you go out and do things."
"yes."
As soon as Linda exited the office, Ou Xiye's face turned grim. His fingers holding the photo made a "clack" sound, and he swept the pen holder off the table angrily with a wave of his hand.
"Rumble" - the sky thundered loudly, lightning alternated, and the dark clouds blocked the moonlight, shrouding the earth in darkness. The big raindrops hit the glass window with a "crackling" sound, which cut across the sky
The sound can't help but evoke an uneasy fear.
Han Nuannuan was lying at the window looking at the increasingly fierce rainstorm outside. She couldn't help but worry about Ou Xiye. He hadn't come back so late and didn't know if he had brought an umbrella!
Suddenly, the door to the room was kicked open, and Ou Xiye stood at the door against the light, his face lowered. His tie was casually loose around his neck, and he was holding a wine bottle in one hand and a suit jacket in the other.
"Xiye, you're back!" Han Nuannuan didn't notice anything unusual about him, and immediately rushed over happily. However, when she smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body, she couldn't help but wrinkled her nose, "You drink?
Already?"
Han Nuannuan supported his swaying body, put his arms on her thin shoulders and helped him into the room, "Xi Ye, I have put the bath water for you, go and take a hot bath!"
Ou Xiye raised his head and looked at Han Nuannuan, narrowed his cold black eyes, and said coldly, "Have you been to the Wishful Western Restaurant?"
Han Nuannuan looked at him doubtfully, "Xi Ye, why do you ask this?" He was too cold tonight, which made her feel so scared.
"Answer me!" Suddenly, Ou Xiye pushed Han Nuannuan away, staring at her with his deep black eyes, exuding the dangerous aura of a wild beast.
Han Nuannuan was frightened, her eyes widened, and she nodded blankly, "Yes... I have been to the Wishful Western Restaurant in three days, but..."
"Han Nuannuan!" Before she could finish her words, Ou Xiye stopped her immediately, locking her with a sinister gaze, filled with overwhelming anger.
"You actually carried me to Yuete, why don't you always take my words at heart!" He clamped her slender shoulders fiercely, and his fingertips seemed to be digging into her flesh.
Han Nuannuan endured the pain and frowned to meet his stern face, "Mr. Yuete and I have nothing to do, we just met by chance that day!"
"By coincidence?" Ou Xiye sneered and raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, "Why have I never met him by chance?"
"Xi Ye..." This kind of Ou Xiye was so unfamiliar, it made her even more frightened than when she was angry before.
Ou Xiye stared at her, with sadness and pain in his deep eyes, and his cruel words were like sharp swords, "Han Nuannuan, why did you betray me, why did you help Yue Te steal the company's secrets! Could it be that Mrs. Ou's
Isn’t the title enough for you? What do you want?”
Han Nuannuan trembled her lips, shook her head, looked at him and said, "I didn't... I don't know what you are talking about, Xi Ye... what's wrong with you?"
Ou Xiye looked at her, taking in her aggrieved and confused expression for a moment, and sneered. Even now, she is still acting, and he has been deceived time and time again by her innocent and harmless face.
He grabbed Han Nuannuan's slender wrist, pulled her closer to him with a strong force, and said contemptuously and coldly: "Han Nuannuan, I will never be deceived by you again, never again!" After saying that, he ignored it.
Her struggle pushed her onto the bed.
A bolt of lightning struck outside, passing through the originally dark room, and fell on Ou Xiye, who stood beside the bed like Satan, illuminating his ferocious face and animalistic desires.
"Xi Ye... don't... don't..." Han Nuannuan stared at him in fear, murmuring and shrinking back.
Ou Xiye looked at her through his slanted forehead, quickly took off his shirt, and pulled out the belt from his waist with a "wow-" sound.
"What are you going to do? Ou Xiye, you are not allowed to mess around!" Han Nuannuan was covered in cold sweat. Only by shouting loudly could she dispel the fatal fear in her heart.
Ou Xiye watched with disdain as Han Nuannuan held the quilt tremblingly in her arms, took a step forward, and pulled it away decisively. With a wave of her hand, the belt fell ruthlessly on her snow-white calves as she crawled out of bed.
"Ah..." Han Nuannuan shouted in pain, and when she looked back, she saw a shocking whip mark on her calf.
"Madman, Ou Xiye, you madman!" Han Nuannuan was so painful that cold sweat dripped from her forehead. She glared at Ou Xiye angrily, wishing that he would disappear in front of her immediately.
Ou Xiye felt suffocated when he saw her painful appearance, and his eyes flashed with unbearability and distress. But when he thought of what she had done, he could not tolerate being soft-hearted to her anymore.
He snorted coldly, picked up the wine bottle next to him and drank a sip. Then he took a step forward and pressed Han Nuannuan under him. Then he lowered his head and kissed her pink lips, and kissed her lips.
A lot of strong liquor poured into her mouth.
A spicy feeling instantly poured into Han Nuannuan's throat, and she was choked to tears. The burning feeling made her extremely uncomfortable, and a nauseating feeling suddenly surged into her heart. Han Nuannuan pushed Ou Xiye away.
He turned sideways and retched.
"It's hard, isn't it? I will make you suffer even more next time!" Ou Xiye was like a messenger from hell, exuding destructive coldness all over his body.
He stretched out his big hand and roughly suppressed Han Nuannuan under his body again. There was a hint of sinisterness in his black eyes, and he tore her pajamas into pieces in one move.
"Asshole, let me go, let me go!" Han Nuannuan struggled hard and beat his strong chest with all her strength. She hated this feeling of shame. She didn't want to be treated like a slave without dignity.
The ground pressed under Ou Xiye's body.
"Humph, it's not the first time. Why are you pretending to be a chaste saint?"
Ou Xiye mocked disdainfully, unzipped her pants, and penetrated her soft lower body without any foreplay.
"Ah..." Han Nuannuan screamed, her facial features distorted by extreme pain. Her hair was messy, and she looked at the man doing whatever he wanted with her with hatred, "Ou Xiye, I hate you!"
Hate him?!
While Ou Xiye sprinted fiercely, he stared coldly at this beautiful face, and his heart instantly fell from the abyss. No matter what he hates, as long as he can lock her tightly to his side, what does it matter if he hates her?
!
He kneaded the beauty of her chest tightly with one hand, while leaning down to leave his own marks on her body. It was not a kiss, but a heavy nip. The strength was so strong that it seemed like he was going to gnaw into Korea.
Warm bone marrow.
Han Nuannuan was lying under him, never giving up her struggle, but he was as motionless as a rock. She bit her lower lip tightly to hold back the pain that was about to break out, and what frightened her even more was that she
I found that my body actually produced joy and enjoyment during his fierce impact.