Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Worried about her accident, Shangguan Yasi protected her all the way.

Yanhua didn't bother to talk to him, and went on her own.

When he reached the porch, he stopped, and Shangguan Yasi was not allowed to follow.

"I'll say it again, you stay here, you are not allowed to go anywhere!"

"..."

*******************Shangguan Yasi's special dividing line************************ *****************

Although Shangguan Yasi had been seriously warned, Yanhua was still worried that things might change.

He locked the door, guarded the corridor for a while, and turned to leave after making sure that Shangguan Yasi hadn't moved.

Along the way, I kept turning my head, afraid that Shangguan Yasi would follow.

No way, she had to guard against a man who was smarter than a fox.

Go through many levels and enter the research room.

Everyone was waiting impatiently, pacing up and down outside the door.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he surrounded him like a savior.

"You finally appeared, hurry up, the brat is making a fuss, crying and yelling to get out, and he can't be stopped."

"I'll go and see him." Yanhua's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly walked towards the research room.

The colleague stopped her, "In the room, the kid secretly wanted to run out just now. I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to take it anymore, so I had to say that you were waiting in the room, trick him into it, and lock him up first."

Anti-lock...

She was dragged by Shangguan Yasi for an hour, that is to say, the brat...

Yanhua's face was slightly pale, and she walked over quickly, and opened the door——

A mess.

Glass shards, paper scraps are everywhere... The scene is no different from a typhoon passing through.

The lamps were all smashed, and the sound of "嗞嗞嗞——" flickered on and off.

I looked around and saw no one.

Damn!

She should have come here immediately!

Yanhua's throat tightened, and he walked in cautiously, "Xiaoqian..."

A dead silence.

The lamp flickered, and every time the sound of "嗞嗞嗞——" flickered, Yanhua's heart tightened.

Trembling, I reached out to press the switch of the spare light, but I was so worried that I pressed it several times, but failed to turn it on.

"Pad--"

A colleague helped to turn on the light.

Yanhua nodded gratefully and breathed a sigh of relief.

In the next second, seeing the scene in the room clearly, Yanhua took a deep breath and almost passed out on the spot.

If it hadn't been for her colleagues to help her in time, she would have collapsed to the ground.

The kid has always had a bad temper, and no one can stop him from making trouble.

But no matter how troublesome it is, it's still a child.

Yanhua always thought that if she cried for a while at most, it would stop.

Never thought that things would be so serious.

"Xiaoqian..." Yanhua walked over slowly with trembling lips, his face was as white as snow.

"Yanhua, the ground is full of glass scum, little—"

Before the colleague could finish his sentence, a bottle flew towards him, "smack—" it slammed into his footsteps and shattered.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The next second, a small figure galloped towards Yanhua and threw herself into her arms.

Yanhua was startled, and quickly reached out to support it, so as not to cause too much impact.

But he still sat down on the bed.

Fortunately, the mattress was soft and the quilt was cushioned, so no accidents were caused.

"Yanhua..." The little ghost lay in her arms, rubbing back and forth, with tears all over his face.

Yanhua was a little annoyed at first, and wanted to reprimand him, but when he saw the kid like this, his chest softened, and he couldn't say anything to reproach him.