There should be a funeral for the dead person? What is the relationship between this running-water banquet and the banquet? Could it be that he was insinuating something? Could it be that the dead man was the CEO's enemy and he was going to celebrate?
I'm dizzy. Where am I going? I don't understand!
"Let's go." Ye Haoxuan looked away from the distant window, curled his lips, and turned to leave.
Xu Yi stared blankly at the meaningful smile on the corner of his CEO's lips, and couldn't help feeling cold all over.
If Sister Feng and Sister Furong were fighting to the death, there would be no need to waste money on one of them. He thought with a smile and quickly followed his footsteps.
(Ye Haoxuan is definitely a good male protagonist!)
***
Outside the ICU senior ward.
Li Xiaoyou looked through the window at the sick man with tubes inserted all over his body. His emotions broke down instantly, and he burst into tears.
The two bodyguards were frightened for a while and hurriedly called their boss to inform them.
Zhanzhuo Group, President’s Office.
"I understand, take her home!" Mu Chenfeng hung up the phone and frowned displeased.
Didn’t this woman promise not to cry?
The English letters on the document suddenly became messy. He simply put down the document in his hand, picked up his coat irritably and walked out.
Secretary Angela saw him walking out of the office and hurriedly greeted him.
"President, there is a contract signing with gs Industrial at two o'clock in the afternoon. The other party hopes that you can be present in person; there is an M&K catwalk show at four o'clock. President, you..."
"You have to rely on me for everything, how can I feed you?!" Mu Chenfeng said coldly and strode into the elevator.
When the elevator closed, Angela looked at the reflection on the elevator door, her face twisted in shock, and she stepped on her high heels and left.
"If the young master returns to the villa, call me immediately!"
"OK!"
After hanging up the phone, a trace of resentment flashed across her beautiful eyes.
***
After talking to the attending doctor about his father's condition, Li Xiaoyou woke up when he heard him say that the operation was successful and it was just the adaptation stage. He had just fallen asleep.
Li Xiaoyou's collapsed mood improved a little.
After thanking the doctor, she followed her bodyguard in the car home.
She no longer asked to go to the mental sanatorium to see her adoptive mother, because the doctor in charge of the sanatorium said that her current situation was very stable, but old things or old people would disturb her restless nerves. Moreover, she felt uncomfortable now, like
As if something was unsettling.
Li Xiaoyou thought about it and had no choice but to give up.
When I returned to the villa, a very stylish Bugatti Veyron with a red chassis and black body was parked in the yard.
It is a sports car with excellent streamlines and all functions are very powerful! Li Xiaoyou once saw this limited edition sports car in a magazine and liked it very much at that time.
Now that I see it live in front of my eyes, I can't help but go up and take a look. "Whose car is this?"
Mu Chenfeng walked out of the door and saw this scene——
A girl wearing a pink chiffon dress and short skirt raised her buttocks, and her eyes were almost glued to her precious car.
As long as he lowered his head slightly, he could see the scenery under her skirt.
Mu Chenfeng's eyebrows furrowed slightly in displeasure, and he stared at the two bodyguards.
When the two bodyguards saw him coming out, they were about to salute but were frightened into silence by his unhappy eyes. Seeing him waving his hands again, the two bodyguards hurriedly retreated smartly.
Just do what you have to do.
"I asked whose car this is, why didn't you answer?...Ah!" Li Xiaoyou turned around in confusion, but was surrounded by two hands and pressed against the car body.