Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 67 A Wife Has an Obligation to Satisfy Her Husband
Of course, Nan Jin would not believe that her parents would do such a thing, but it is a fact that the company is losing money, and it is also a fact that her parents committed suicide by jumping off a building. My own parents, who are children, just feel as if a heart has been gouged out and thrown on the ground and trampled on.

As soon as I moved my body, I felt an irresistible force coming from my wrist, "Forbearance."

Startled slightly, Nan Jin slowly closed her eyes, her heart seemed to be bleeding from pain.

When they looked up again, everyone noticed that Tong Junhao had changed. At this moment, he was like Yan Luo. His indifference and no emotions were mixed in. Those eyes that did not contain any expression just looked at An Pingfeng like that, as if he was going to kill An Pingfeng in the next second. She eats them alive.

An Pingfeng finally felt scared, but it was too late.

Tong Junhao was not angry before, she thought he didn't care about Nan Jin, but who knew he would be so angry.

Not only An Pingfeng thought so, but even Du Lerong and the onlookers thought so. Although Tong Junhao comforted Nan Jin for a while, he never did anything drastic.

Now, they have to reconsider again.

She was trembling with fright, and wanted to find Du Lerong who was the most able to talk to Tong Junhao, but found that the other party lowered his head and ignored her winks at all.

In the end, she could only face the furious Tong Junhao alone.

Step by step, Tong Junhao led Nan Jin to An Pingfeng, "Is that An Pingfeng? Very good."

Nan Jin froze, she was not used to this kind of man's word-for-word speech, and at the same time, she recalled her bad memories at both ends.

I'm afraid something is going to happen, Nan Jin thought.

But what could happen?Is Tong Junhao going to vent his anger on her?Nan Jin thought again, feeling a little funny in her heart.

Glancing at the crowd, Tong Junhao picked up Nan Jin and turned around to leave, but no one dared to keep him behind.

Sitting in the car, Tong Junhao felt a little regretful. Today's banquet was originally brought up by him, never thought that Du Lerong and others would go, let alone that Nan Jin would be so humiliated.

Looking out of the car, Nan Jin calmed down a little bit. After a long time, she turned around and said to Tong Junhao, "Thank you."

The man held the steering wheel tightly, but he didn't say anything, only the eyes that Nanjin couldn't see were full of frost.

Back in the summer garden, it was still early, and the two of them went upstairs to change in silence. When Nan Jin was about to take a bath, his body was hugged from behind, and the man said in a muffled voice, "Jin, I haven't eaten yet."

"..." Nan Jin blinked her eyes speechlessly, which song is this singing?Aren't there many chefs downstairs?
But since Tong Junhao said this, it is impossible to eat the meal cooked by the chef.

"I want to eat the noodles you made today."

Nan Jin was speechless again, pointing to the perpetual calendar on the wall, "Sir, it's nine o'clock now."

It takes at least an hour from kneading the noodles at nine o'clock until the noodles come out of the pot. How many meals are ready in this time.

"Wives are obliged to satisfy their husbands' stomachs." The man rested his chin on her shoulders, saying it as a matter of course.

Glancing at him sideways, Nan Jin's complicated thoughts sank, "Okay, but could it be something else?"

"Okay." It was not easy to get her to agree, and Tong Junhao didn't make any other requests.

Changing into home clothes, Nan Jin rolled up her long hair and went downstairs. When the two came back, Butler Li could see that she was in a bad mood. She had just ordered the kitchen to prepare some supper, but Nan Jin went downstairs.

"Don't keep the chef busy, I'll do it myself." Nan Jin forced a smile and walked into the kitchen.

The chefs packed up their work and walked out of the kitchen one by one, leaving Nan Jin to work alone.

Nan Jin rummaged through the kitchen, found some home-cooked vegetables, washed and cut them, washed some rice and put them in a casserole to boil. There are many kinds of pots repeated. She prefers casserole. She always feels that this kind of pot is boiled The porridge has more aroma.

Unlike those professional chefs, Xiaoqiang only learned how to cook during the two years of desperation, but only limited to some simple ones.

Cut the green and red peppers into shreds, and serve them with shredded pork. Put the dishes on the plate and put them aside, and start thinking about the next dish.

Although I really want to give up, but suddenly
She likes this kind of quietness and busyness very much. She is the only one in the kitchen. Although she doesn't like busy people, this kind of fulfillment makes her impetuous mood settle down a little bit.

Second floor, study.

Tong Junhao sat on the executive chair with a dark face, resting his chin with one hand, looking extremely lazy, but his squinted eyes made the people on the screen realize that what happened today was different.

"Sir." Assistant Xin put away his usual cynical and playful smile, and subconsciously thought that something big was about to happen.

This is indeed a big deal.

After flicking his fingers, Tong Junhao said flatly: "YONG is the fastest and most thorough way to accept Anjia."

Didn't she laugh at Nan Jin for not having a mother's family? Anyone who laughs at her loses her support.

Assistant Xin frowned slightly. Such an order came so suddenly that he couldn't help being a little surprised. He subconsciously searched for all the information on An's family, and finally got the result that An's family hadn't offended this master recently.

He asked curiously: "Boss is..."

"Anpingfeng." Disgust flashed in Tong Junhao's eyes, leaving only these three words, he turned and left.

Xin Tezhu touched his nose, he didn't miss the disgust in the eyes of his own boss, and there were no women who bumped into Tong Junhao recklessly and wanted to be with Tong Junhao, but no matter who it was, Tong Junhao didn't do what he did now Ruthless, is there anything else he doesn't know?

Assistant Xin thought about it, but immediately notified Tong Mingan and Tong Xiaowu. The two looked at each other, their eyes lit up at the same time, and Tong Xiaowu smiled, "Could it be because of the third sister-in-law?"

"This possibility is not ruled out." Thinking of that transparent girl, Tong Ming'an smiled slightly, noncommittal.

Not to mention how others guessed, Xia Yuan is now full of harmony and harmony.

Tong Junhao pulled up a chair and sat down in the kitchen. He didn't care about the oily smoke, and looked at the girl who was busy in front of the stove. Her long hair swayed with her movements, drawing beautiful arcs one by one.

The girl picked up the spoon, stirred the soup in the pot, blew on the hot air, took out a little with the spoon, and blew on the soup in the spoon, as if she wanted to taste it, but was caught by the warm soup Spoon and stop.

Suddenly, a callused hand held her hand, "I'll do it."

Holding her hand, he leaned down to take a sip, smacked his lips, and when he lowered his head, he accidentally saw the girl's expectant gaze, and he frowned, "It's too salty."

　Did anyone miss the title? ?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)