After finishing speaking, Yi Xiao picked up the crystal plate on the table, returned to the kitchen without looking back, and began to wash vegetables repeatedly.

At this time, the auntie housekeeper ran into the kitchen and saw that the water flowing from the faucet was slightly red. She stretched her head to look and exclaimed in surprise: "Husband... no, Miss Yi, why did you cut your hand?" , don’t do it, I’ll help you apply the medicine, you’ve lost so much blood, what should you do if you get an inflammation later.”

The housekeeper's voice was not loud, but it happened to reach the ears of Zhan Yan who was standing by the kitchen wall.

Yi Xiao put her finger to her mouth and sucked it fiercely, then spit out a mouthful of blood, she smiled, she was extremely wronged, but she was pitiful: "Aunt Xu, I'm fine, don't you think it's okay? Leave me alone, Zhanyan will talk about you again later."

Zhan Yan leaned against the wall outside the kitchen, looking at Yi Xiao's pale side face, and the faint flash of light in his eyes, the tears that were about to come out were so delicate but stubborn.

Then he suddenly remembered that the fishy smell in the tomato just now was stained with her blood...

Zhan Yan couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he clearly wanted to make her suffer, let her learn to be obedient, let her know that he could give her everything, or leave her with nothing...

However, it is she who should regret it, and she should bow her head into his arms to apologize and admit her mistake, but why is he so sad when he sees her suffering only a little bit of injury?

It was as sad as if the knife cut not her finger, but his own heart.

Suppressing the dull pain in his heart, Zhan Yan turned his head back to the living room, and said coldly to the housekeeper who came out, "Don't let her do it, I'll go out to eat, and, later Apply some medicine to her, and if it doesn't work, call the family doctor to stop the inflammation."

After explaining, Zhan Yan ignored Li Yuhan behind him, picked up the car keys on the table, and left the villa.

The housekeeper looked at Zhan Yan's haughty back, shook her head, and couldn't help sighing.

……

It's a weekend, it should be a statutory holiday.

But Questyle's top executives were dragged into the office by a phone call from Zhan Yan early in the morning for a high-level meeting.

You said to hold a meeting, just hold a meeting, but found that the recent big boss is very difficult to deal with.

No matter how perfect the plan is, he can always pick out some flaws. He really can't pick out some flaws. Even the printed words are ugly to him.

The last group of senior executives who were scolded and almost knelt down and hugged their thighs bowed their heads and did not say a word.

I can't afford to offend you, can't I still hide?

However, he managed to arouse Zhan Yan's anger in this way, and he put the materials on the table with a snap, and shouted at the pile of wood in front of him: "If you don't give me a satisfactory plan tomorrow, all of them will be destroyed." Pack up and leave for me!"

After saying this, he ignored the senior executives in the conference room who were stuck in their positions, pulled off their ties and walked out.

Zhan Yan returned to the office, turned on the computer, and originally wanted to work, but when he clicked on it, he accidentally clicked on Yi Xiao's photo album.

In an instant, the sweet and lovely girl occupied the entire screen, and Zhan Yan stared deeply at the constantly jumping photos in a daze, until someone knocked on the office door, and he turned off the screen.

One of Zhanjia's bodyguards took the documents in hand to Queshi's office to report Yi Xiao's actions in the past few days.

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