Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

However, because the battle between Yanyan and Liancheng's elegance was in the bathroom, the downstairs couldn't hear it at all.

More than half an hour has passed, and the midnight cold wind is blowing bone-chilling cold.

Everyone was shivering from the cold, but no one dared to leave.

The housekeeper turned around anxiously, "This...why is there no movement at all, did the young lady you found find the young master?"

The family doctor also kept wiping the cold sweat off his head: "Yeah, why is there no movement?"

The housekeeper suddenly said to Secretary Zhou: "Secretary Zhou, why don't you...or go to the balcony and listen."

Secretary Zhou's eyeballs almost fell out. He scolded his mother in his heart, and said tremblingly, "I'm going? Are you trying to make today next year my first anniversary?"

Going to listen to the corner of the big boss and Miss Rong when they were in love, is this going to be shot to death by Ya Shao?

The housekeeper was about to cry, "Then what should we do now? What if... if something happens to the young master, then I won't be able to survive."

Secretary Zhou said calmly: "It's okay, if you can't survive, we will accompany you."

Secretary Zhou was also wondering why there was no movement. If Miss Rong couldn't find Ya Shao, she would definitely come out. If she found him and found that Ya Shao was unconscious, she would come out and call someone.

And...Secretary Zhou still believed in looks. Ya Shao saw Miss Rong like this now, it must be a thunderbolt, out of control, and won't stop until dawn.

Is it...

A very discordant scene automatically floated in Secretary Zhou's mind.

Ya Shao was very angry with Miss Rong, so... covered her mouth with clothes, so she couldn't hear her voice.

The more Secretary Zhou thought about it, the more he felt that it was so.

A few hours later, it was past two o'clock in the morning.The temperature is getting lower and lower.

However, a group of people are still waiting in the wind.

The housekeeper really couldn't wait any longer, and said: "It's really not an option to wait like this. If something happens to the young master, none of us can afford it."

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind, "Since you won't go up, Secretary Zhou, then I'll give up my old bones and go up."

The housekeeper stood in front of the ladder, holding on to the ladder, and was about to climb up.

Secretary Zhou glanced at his white hair and hunched body, covered his face and wailed.

Of course, the last person to climb the ladder is certainly not the butler.

Secretary Zhou spurned himself while climbing. If he died today, please write a sentence on his epitaph: When crossing the road, don't help the old man who fell down easily. Similarly, when you see an old man climbing a ladder, don't help him climb easily. , the former may lose money, while the latter is lifeless.

With the determination to die, Secretary Zhou finally climbed onto Liancheng's elegant balcony. Looking at the glass shards all over the floor, he silently lit a candle for his face in his heart.

Secretary Zhou was standing outside the glass door, so of course he didn't dare to go in.

His eyes flicked across the room, the lights were on, but there was no one there, and no one in the bed...and no one.

Secretary Zhou wondered, where is this person?

Could it be... Do you really want to go in and look for it?

Just when Secretary Zhou was hesitating whether to lift his foot, he finally heard a sound coming from the bathroom.

A voice with a hoarse face floated out.

"Liancheng Yazhi...Mr. Liancheng...Governor...Please forgive me...Woooo...I'm going to die, please be merciful..."