CEO, Your Wife Is Back

She didn't understand what the woman living inside wanted to do. Why didn't she move at all?

"What happened to my little sister?"

A little boy's voice came from behind. The waitress turned her head and just saw their customer's son standing behind her.

He shook his fist, smiled reluctantly, reached out and touched the child's head: "child, tell me, is the mother sleeping inside?"

The little boy shook his head: "I don't know, sister, what can I do for you?"

The waiter looked at the time. Now it's time for him to clean. But because it's the presidential suite, the VIP inside is very important.

He can't open the door himself, go in and knock. The other party didn't agree. It's ok if it's an hour or two, but it's all day. The other party hasn't made any movement in the room.

"Children, did you see your mother come out yesterday?"

The waitress felt that her bad omen was too serious and reluctantly asked the little boy next to her.

The little boy was stunned by her question and shook his head: "no, my mother didn't come out. What's the matter?"

The waitress pursed her lips, and her premonition was verified again. She looked at the boy and felt as if she had grasped a life-saving straw.

Suddenly he reached out and grabbed the boy's arm: "would you do my sister a favor?"

The little boy and the second monk nodded and agreed, "OK. Sister, what can I do for you?"

The girl looked suspicious and moved aside: "I just want you to help me. Can you open your mother's door and my sister wants to clean the room."

Hearing this simple request, the little boy immediately patted his head: "Oh, look, I forgot. I still have a room card here. I'll open it for you."

Although the boy is the son of an entertainment tycoon, he is not arrogant at all.

The waitress felt relieved that she had finally found a savior, but the door was opened before she was completely relieved.

When the door was opened, the waitress was stunned because the smell of blood in the door was too obvious.

Maybe the boy doesn't know, but she can clearly feel the bloody smell in it.

The boy wrinkled his nose and frown: "what's the smell?"

what does it taste like? The waitress smiled bitterly. She often smelled this smell in the place where the pigs were killed, the smell of blood and flesh, and the smell of decay.

He swallowed his saliva, pushed the little boy behind him and walked over step by step.

When I saw the blood covered in the bathroom and the woman's dead body, my first reaction was not to scream or call the police, but to drive the little boy out directly.

"Don't come in, don't come in."

The little boy thought something had happened and rushed forward: "sister, it doesn't matter. I'll help you."

The more sensible the child is. The more heartache the waitress felt, he could never see his mother's appearance.

When the little boy saw that the woman behaved so strangely, he had more doubts in his heart. He ran directly, and the whole man passed through in a petite image.

But when he walked through the waitress's block and saw what was inside, he knew why the other party had stopped him.

The waitress didn't expect the other party to be so young and sensitive, but when she saw the little boy running through her to the bathroom, she reluctantly closed her eyes.

"You child, I told you not to run around."

In the white luxury bathtub lay a woman with eyes, bleeding all over the floor. The pale lips of women make people look creepy.

He stepped back and asked in a trembling voice, "sister, is that my mother?"

The woman nodded, "that's your mother. You didn't read it wrong."

The little boy wiped the tears on his face: "impossible, impossible, my mother is not like this, my mother, not so terrible."

The body inside could be described as terrible. She was bound with her feet and hands. The limbs move forward in a backward posture. With his mouth wide open, the whole person looks like he is dying in peace.

This is a very sad corpse, but the most terrible thing is that this picture is too terrible for children.

The waitress wants to slap herself. Why should she be afraid of offending others and have her children involved.

He covered the little boy's eyes and tried to drag him over, but he didn't wait to do it. The child turned his eyes and fainted to the ground.

The waitress is going to be silly. What can I do? Looking left and right, he gritted his teeth and directly carried the little boy out.

Regardless of the surprised eyes of the people, he knelt in front of the manager with his feet full of blood: "call the police."

The police came immediately after ten minutes. It was not ordinary people who died. Whether there was any suspicion of murder or not, this time it was the wife of today's real estate tycoon.

Oh, it seems to be the original wife. Everyone present thought that the woman was likely to commit suicide. After all, her great husband married his current wife yesterday.

It was not impossible for the woman to commit suicide, but when she saw the body. All the people present closed their mouths.

Talking is the easiest thing to say, but who can really do it? How could a normal person be like this, cut a hole in his throat, and all his limbs were hung up.

The blood on the ground reflects the shadow of outstanding people. Everyone looked at her big mouth and could feel the painful wail of the woman when her throat was cut.

She must have begged for mercy, but the other party cut her throat without any tenderness.

Whether the woman was the child's mother or not, everyone shivered. Looking at the unconscious little boy on the bed, his eyes were full of pity.

It is estimated that the child will have mental problems in the future. How can he grow up normally and happily when he sees his mother's miserable appearance.

The famous real estate tycoon saw his son at the police station the next day. The little child fell asleep on the cold bench.

Turn around and look at the charming female secretary: "what's the matter? Why don't you take the young master home?"

The female secretary had a bitter face: "the young master also said he would wait for his mother here."

The man sighed, waved his big hand and asked them to take the boy home, but because their actions were too big, the boy opened his eyes and looked at the people in front of him in horror.

"What are you doing? Let go of me, let go of me."

Looking at his childish appearance, the man sighed and patted the boy on the shoulder: "it's the father."

Father? The boy's eyes flashed a trace of peace of mind, but then he thought of something. He pushed him away and said with hatred: "you're not my father."

When that comes out. Everyone looked here. The man's eyes were blue. He didn't expect that the child had the courage to talk to him like this.

At least he is a man with a good face. Now he is refuted in public by a child. Even his son doesn't allow others to challenge his authority at all.

Maybe his father's face was too terrible. After the boy said that. He shrunk his neck in fear.

He was often beaten for being naughty when he was a child, but now he felt that something had changed since his mother died. He was no longer afraid of his father's slap.

"I want the murderer to make amends for my mother. If you did it, I want you to make amends for me."

With that, the boy jumped directly onto the table and ran to the door with an extremely light movement.

Several people went out for a walk, but they didn't find the boy: "what's up? Do you want to send someone to find it?"

The man frowned wearily and waved to the bodyguards to find him.

It can be seen that the police officers nearby complained to him. They think that such a man can't protect his wife well. He married the daughter of a rich family and now doesn't even want his son. It's really not something a man can do

They must all hate him, don't they?

The man sat quietly next to him. After a while, the police chief came and told him something seriously.