Chapter 452 The woman taking a photo with the general!
When Zhang Ruoyu got up, Mr. Han had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast and was still wearing a sexy chef outfit, and asked Brother Zhang to get up.
"Keep your eyes peeled for a moment, your dad talked to me for half the night last night..." Zhang Ruoyu turned over and muttered.
"Ah? What are you talking about?" Han Jiangxue became interested.
She slept deeply last night.
As soon as I woke up, my sleep quality was excellent.
"He said that the woman invited him to spend the night in the hotel. He was a little worried about being taken advantage of, so he came to me for advice." Zhang Ruoyu felt a little less sleepy after talking about the gossip.
"What happened next?" Han Jiangxue twitched the corner of her mouth.
"Let's go." Zhang Ruoyu rubbed his head, which was a little wandering. "I don't know what happened next. If you are interested, ask him."
Zhang Ruoyu wore slippers and went to wash up and have breakfast.
Han Jiangxue sent a WeChat message with complicated feelings.
"Back then, when she was extremely young and beautiful, I didn't even think much of her." Han Laomo posted a cold emoticon. "Xue Bao, please don't insult dad's aesthetics, okay?"
After sending the WeChat message and rubbing the woman's shoulder for a while, Han Laomo took advantage and personally carried the woman's suitcase.
The wind was a bit strong and he wanted to lend his suit jacket to the woman.
But the woman rejected her ruthlessly: "It's not cold."
"My body is so good."
Old Mo Han carried his luggage and walked to his special plane.
Luo Shanhe's mentality collapsed while driving.
He never thought to death that his boss would actually treat him like a bitch.
He said his heart was a little broken.
Spiritual belief has also completely collapsed.
"We have arranged food and drink for you on the plane, and you will have a bed to sleep on if you are tired. I will ask the captain to drive more slowly so as not to disturb you." Han Laomo put away his luggage and said calmly.
"Why are you so nice to me?" The woman sat down slowly, with a calm expression and no emotion.
"You still don't understand me?" Han Laomo grinned. "Which woman am I not good to?"
"Go down." The woman glanced at Old Demon Han coldly and closed her eyes to rest.
The scumbag Han smiled evilly, looked deeply at the woman, and turned away.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to pick up a blanket and throw it on her: "What are you pretending to be? Your face is turning white from the cold!"
The woman closed her eyes, but gently pulled the blanket with her hand and covered her legs.
It wasn't until Han Lao Mo got off the plane that she opened her eyes and looked at Han Lao Mo, as small as an ant, through the plane window: "Dog man."
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Zhang Ruoyu was sitting in the living room eating a big meal, while Xuebao was holding a bowl and wearing an apron, nibbling sandwiches in the kitchen.
She swore a vicious oath last night that as long as Brother Zhang showed enough face, she would work as a maid at home for three days without serving.
It's impossible to just let Brother Zhang sacrifice without getting any benefits, right?
"Master, how was breakfast today? Is there anything I need to correct you on?" Han Jiangxue clasped her little hands on her lower abdomen, slightly hooking her waist. Her chest was full of white flowers, which were very dazzling.
When you are a maid, of course you cannot be a simple maid with no highlights.
If you want to be that person, you have to be that kind of coquettish and charming person.
"It's not bad." Brother Zhang finished his breakfast, rinsed his mouth with Dahongpao, and said vaguely. "The sausage is a bit soft and the omelette is a bit small. I feel like it's hinting at something."
"Master, you don't need to make up for your appearance with your appearance. You are just eating these for fun." Han Jiangxue said respectfully.
"That's right." Zhang Ruoyu handed the teacup back to Mr. Han, stood up and said, "Go to work, I'm feeling a little empty after being away from work for a long time."
"Master, do you miss your god sister?" Han Jiangxue said with a cold expression in the corners of her eyes.
"How presumptuous, Xiao Han, who are you, how dare you talk to me like this? Are you still playing word games?" Zhang Ruoyu glared at Mr. Han with a majestic face. "I won't do this next time."
"Yes." Han Jiangxue pretended to be obedient and nodded, already thinking about how to destroy those vixens.
Come to the company.
Dressed in custom-made professional attire, Han Ba always looked down upon the world, without the submissiveness of a lowly servant in the family.
A wake-up call was given to Dai Meng who was caught off guard.
Mr. Han didn't let go of the gang of prodigals run by the CEO, including a few bitches in the public relations department.
There is no shortage of those who should be beaten, and those who should be self-serving.
After a full hour of scaremongering and torture to extract a confession, Mr. Han took a leisurely sip of beef and glanced at Yuan, who was reading a romance novel on her cell phone.
"Mei Yuan, learn from it," Han Jiangxue said calmly. "If you like a man in the future, you will have to kill the fox around him and never tolerate him."
"Yeah." Yuanmei slowly put down her phone and played with the blade in her hand. "What you said makes sense."
Mr. Han was startled: "Mei Yuan, we two sisters have a deep love..."
"Want to eat an apple? I'll peel one for you." Yuanmei blinked, with a murderous look on her lips.
"If you don't want to eat, don't eat." Mr. Han waved his hand. "I have no appetite."
"Oh." Sister Yuan sliced an apple in front of Mr. Han. Her knife skills were so superb that her throat was sealed with blood!
Bang.
Yuan Mei bit into a third of the apple and swallowed the mountains and rivers...
Ding dong.
Mr. Han received a text message from an unknown number, which solved his urgent need.
"Are you free? I want to meet you."
"Who are you?" Han Jiangxue glanced at Yuanmei from the corner of her eye and replied absentmindedly.
"You should have seen my photo in the General's Mansion in Longqian Villa."
Before Mr. Han could start to reminisce.
Another text message came: "That's the woman holding the photo of the general."
"Before the general retired, apart from me, he never took pictures with any woman, including you."
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ps: Today there are only 3, tomorrow I guarantee 4, and the day after tomorrow I guarantee 3. The main reason is that I spent more time and energy on the idea today, which is a bit empty...
