Mysterious husband stay away

"Come in." Lan Xiya, who glanced at the person standing beside her, ordered to the people outside the door.

With the approval of the owner inside, Andre opened the door and walked in. When he saw Lan Xiya's figure appearing in the room, he was puzzled for a moment, but his eyes quickly returned to the original expression.

"You're back, have you settled everything?" Lei Bing was referring to the abandoned warehouse in the suburbs just now.

"It's all been dealt with!" Those are all small people, and they were dealt with in three or five strokes, leaving no one alive.

"Very well, thank you for your hard work, you go down to rest and have dinner first!" Lei Bing didn't say much, and simply sent Andre away.

Lan Xiya didn't understand what the two of them were talking about, but as far as he was, it definitely wouldn't be a good thing!

There were two other people left in the bedroom. Lei Bing was leaning against the bedside and holding an ipad as if he was checking some information. Without his order, Lan Xiya didn't dare to go anywhere, and stood there in a daze.

Half an hour later, Lei Bing put down the ipad in his hand, without looking at her, but still said in that indifferent command tone: "Turn off the lights, go to bed!"

Lan Xiya didn't expect him to say that. She had been waiting for him to order someone to send her back to the cell. Although the environment there was simple, she felt safer there than the luxury here.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Don't make me repeat it a second time!" Seeing that she was still standing still, Lei Bing showed a hint of impatience between her brows.

"Oh." Scared by his voice again, Lan Xiya knew that he didn't say it casually, obediently turned off the light in the bedroom, and under the light of the moonlight outside the window, she carefully touched the bedside, feeling terrified sleeping on his other side.

She didn't dare to get close to him, and she almost lay down along the edge of the bed. As soon as she sensed something was wrong, she could immediately jump out of the bed and avoid his claws.

He wanted her twice in a row within two hours. Tonight he was no longer interested in her, but her cautious and timid appearance made him feel a little displeased. With his arms crossed, he rolled over and pulled her from the side of the bed to the bed In the middle, his arms rested on her waist and clasped her tightly.

"You'd better go to sleep obediently. If you wake me up, I don't guarantee that there will be a third, fourth, or even..." Lei Bing's cruel words were put aside, she was a smart girl. Girl, you should understand what he means.

Lan Xiya was so frightened by him that she didn't dare to breathe, and she didn't dare to move while lying beside him, letting him hug her like this, just because she was afraid that after waking him up, the third time he said would happen. ,the fourth time……

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At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the bustling city of Taipei is still charming. The shining neon lights, blurred light colors, loud music and crowds form a unique urban nightlife.

"Night Paris" is a luxury club with high-end decoration, filled with extravagant midnight atmosphere, the people who come and go here are rich and powerful families, and only VIP senior members are accepted. If you are not a regular customer or no one introduces you, you can't get in even if you have money. .

In a quiet private room, a man sat on the sofa and drank a lot of wine, but his identity and his evil and cold appearance attracted many women who came here admiringly, but all of them were blocked by his men at the door. .

"Is the young master in?" A familiar voice sounded outside the door, and then Peter in a gray suit walked into the box.

Zuo Shaoyi was the only one sitting in the huge private room. Peter walked in and sat beside him, and asked in puzzlement, "Master, what's wrong with you? Why don't you even call a woman? Is it okay to drink alone?" What's the meaning?"

"Who said I was alone, didn't you come here?" Zuo Shaoyi glanced at him with a cold face and no trace of warmth.

"Oh, master, you really think highly of me. Come on, let me have a few drinks with you." Peter is Long Junsheng's senior assistant. He has been with him for almost ten years, and he has watched Zuo Shaoyi grow up. of.

He picked up the foreign wine on the table and poured himself a glass, as a courtesy first.

"Peter, I came to you today because I have something to ask you." Zuo Shaoyi didn't have much contact with him, but when he came out to him suddenly, Peter also guessed that there must be something else. It's as simple as drinking.

Putting down his glass, Peter looked at him cautiously: "How can I, a little assistant to the chairman, help you?"

Zuo Shaoyi's complexion was a little dark, his eyes were staring deeply at the brown liquid in front of him, and the shadow of Shi Ya appeared in his mind.