CEO's Wife Very Cunning

He raised his thick eyebrows and ordered coldly, "Close your eyes. You are not allowed to look."

"Oh." The girl obediently closed her eyes. She didn't dare to look at him again. It was simply a command.

In the face of unfamiliar people, she was always silent, shy and reserved; in the face of malicious sarcasm, she would either put on a cold face and ignore them, or retort unceremoniously; it was only in the presence of family or benevolent elders that the bamboo would be so obedient and unguarded.

It was unknown when she had added the name of her benefactor into the list of people she trusted.

Actually, when she mentioned the name, she didn't know the youth's full name. All she knew was that his surname was Bai.

Looking at the girl's obedient appearance, Yan XIubai smirked.

He had always known that he was going to watch this happen.

A boy who was praised for his beauty did not think it was worth being happy about. However, when she praised someone, there was sincerity in her eyes. She didn't seem to be repulsive.

Thus, hearing her words, it was rather pleasing to the ears.

At this moment, Big Red, who had already walked far away, couldn't help but turn around and glance at them.

Although she could not hear what they were saying, she could clearly see the intimate way the two of them were huddled together, whispering as they applied the medicine.

This warm and harmonious scene caused Big Red's eyelids to twitch in anger. His eyes were filled with jealousy, and he really wanted to rush over and pull them apart.

Not only did he exonerate her, he also drugged her himself.

This little bitch, whom everyone looked down on and pointed at the moment she appeared, even spitting on him, how could she rise to the top and gain the favor of this young man?

Didn't you just pick up a watch and give it back? It was all due to luck, what's so amazing about that!

She wasn't worse than Qing Zhu, so how come no pretty brother liked her? No, he absolutely couldn't let Qingzhu be so complacent.

Thus, Big Red stopped in his tracks, turned around and said to Erhong, "You go back with Boss Qian first, I still have something to take care of."

"Then hurry. When I came out, my mother stewed half a goose. "It's too late to go back. It's time for my dad to eat." Erhong warned.

Big Red did not appreciate it. "I know, so long-winded."

After saying that, he hurriedly turned back.

She cleared her throat and spoke in an awe-inspiring tone. "I say, this little brother …"

This relaxed and joyful atmosphere had suddenly been destroyed by someone else, making Yan Xibai extremely unhappy.

"Who's your brother?" His eyes turned cold as he coldly interrupted her. His hands didn't stop moving, his thin lips parted as he taunted impolitely, "I've never heard my father mention that he has an illegitimate daughter outside. Even if you lack love, you don't have to come here to be married. "

He remembered that just now, Qingzhu had gnashed her teeth and said that this ugly bastard called Big Red or Big Green had wronged her. From that moment on, he began to dislike this fellow.

As he had just applied medicine to the green bamboo, he had temporarily ignored her. But now, she actually took the initiative to look for trouble. She was truly a reckless person.

After Yan XIubai finished his speech, everyone looked at each other in dismay. Each of their expressions was more wonderful than the last.

Green Bamboo had already gotten used to seeing him change his appearance; on the other hand, Big Red was completely unprepared and could not help but be shocked.

Lin Cong, who had been keeping silent all this time, almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

He thought to himself, "If the Little Ancestor's father were to hear this, I wonder what he would think."

Yan Xibai's father, Wen Ziqian, was currently the vice president of the Yan Group. His mother, Yan Min, was a decisive and decisive woman.

As everyone knew, the eldest uncle of the Yan family was a son-in-law. Thus, the young master followed his mother's surname. It was said that this young master had been chased back by the eldest young miss all those years ago.

Lin Cong had worked at the Yan Clan for three years. Half a year ago, he had been transferred to Yan Xibai's side as an assistant, and was mainly responsible for all the work related to this young master.

For example, reporting on the company's quarterly operations; arranging for some of the business activities that Yan had to attend; and studying, living, and all sorts of trivia were quite busy throughout the day.

In the company, he had met Vice President Wen many times, and his impression of her had never changed. Wen Ziqian was just like his name, gentle like jade, without any hostility, and could be said to be a modest gentleman. No matter what major event it was, it would always be able to maintain a calm demeanor.

Lin Cong was even curious how Vice President Wen would react if he got angry.

Some people said that the son's elder brother followed the mother and his temper followed the father. The young master's situation was exactly the opposite.

Yan Xi Bai did not look like his mother, and in terms of personality, he was very different from his father.

Although on the surface, both father and son appeared harmless. However, Lin Cong was very clear that everything the Young Master displayed was just an illusion.

It had to be said, Yan XIubai's appearance was extremely deceptive. The first time he saw this young master, he could not help but think of the words "a stranger is like jade, this young master is peerless". However, after interacting with him for a long time, he found out that the young master was the complete opposite. He should use the phrase 'not many people talk viciously, but his personality is hard to fathom' to describe it. In any case, whoever provoked him wouldn't have a good ending.

Of course, being outstanding was very excellent. However, his way of doing things was unique and difficult to please.

Lin Cong rubbed his chin as he thought, "The little girl with the ponytail is so blind, she actually ran up to the young master and called him brother." One could imagine their own fate; they would definitely seek for their own disgrace.

The green bamboo opened its eyelids a crack and secretly glanced at Big Red before glancing at the youth who was just inches away from it.

Fearing that he would find out he was watching, she quickly closed her eyes again. A hint of joy quietly emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Yesterday, she claimed to be the cousin of her benefactor. Not only did he not refute her, he even came over to acknowledge her. But today, Big Red had only addressed her as little brother, yet he had been thrown into such a mess.

Was there anything more delightful than this?

She enjoyed the clear and distinct treatment of teenagers. Not only did he not sympathize with Big Red, he even wanted to give her this word — Serves her right.

Such a venting of anger had never happened before in his dreams. If it wasn't for the difference between males and females, she really wanted to hold the youth's hand and thank him.

After holding in his anger for the entire morning, he finally felt proud of his achievement. Her little benefactor was truly amazing.

At this moment, the mood of the green bamboo was just like drinking half a bottle of ice mixed with "Big White Pear" in one go on a hot day. It was simply too enjoyable.

As the saying goes, some are happy while others are sad.

Big Red's neck shrank back in fear after being gobbled up by the food, his face alternating between red and white.

Never in his wildest dreams did he expect that this young man, who looked gentle, gentle, and kind, would suddenly fall out with him without any warning. Not to mention, he was so frightening as well.

"No, I, I didn't mean that." Her heart was thumping as she nervously swallowed her saliva. She incoherently explained, "That is a form of address. It sounds a bit more intimate."

"Since you aren't familiar with them, then don't try to get close with them. Your familiarity will only make people nauseous. " Yan Xi let out a light snort, his eyes completely void of temperature, his tone cold to the extreme.