Contract Wife: CEO, Please Be Gentle

Ling Xiaosu suddenly felt fear from Yan Xuyan's excited appearance, as if something on Yan Xuyan's side was too extreme.

"I have money, so many people want to climb on top of me, I don't care about any of them. For the sake of you Xiaoxiao, didn't you climb on top of Ni Tianchen's money? I have money now, so why don't you just climb on top of me? Or do you think that I am still not enough? You are too greedy, Xiaoxiao. " As Yan Xuyan spoke, he laughed crazily with eyes full of possessiveness.

Ling Xiaosu squinted his eyes, and sized Yan Xuyan up without batting an eyelid, then spat out these words with incomparable calmness: "Yan Xuyan, you have truly gone mad."

"You're still saying I'm crazy, who's the crazy one? I told you already, I have money now, you can climb on top of me, but why don't you climb on top of me! " Yan Xuyan could not hear what Ling Xiaosu said, and questioned him with a stern voice.

Ling Xiaosu looked at Yan Xuyan for a long time, and suddenly understood. No matter what she said, Yan Xuyan would only be able to persevere for one point, and that would be that he was rich. Why not climb on top of him?

Ling Xiaosu took a deep breath and suddenly calmed down. Compared to Yan Xuyan who was immersed in his own imagination and couldn't hear her words, he might as well use his own words to provoke him.

Ling Xiaosu squinted his eyes, and asked in an incomparably calm and collected manner: "Why would I want to climb onto your body? "Yes, you are rich now, and there are many women who want to climb on top of you, but that doesn't mean that one of them is me."

Yan Xuyan was startled, and immediately reacted and asked: "What do you mean? Ling Xiaosu. "

Ling Xiaosu calmly looked at Yan Xuyan, his expression cold, "Aren't you clear enough about what I'm saying? I don't like your people, nor do I like your money, so where did you come from?

"This is Ni Tianchen's place, not yours, I want to grab onto my arm and interrogate me harshly! Now, let go! "

With that, Ling Xiaosu struggled free from Yan Xuyan's hand, fiercely glared at Yan Xuyan, and turned to head upstairs.

"Stop!" Yan Xuyan bellowed, he rushed forward, wanting to grab Ling Xiaosu's arm, and shouted: "Bitch! Just because he had his eyes on Ni Tianchen's family background and money? I have it now, I'll give it to you! You actually put on airs for me, heh, you don't know what's good for you! "

Ling Xiaosu turned around in panic, and looked at Yan Xuyan's ferocious face in shock. In the next second, when Yan Xuyan extended his hand out to grab him, Ling Xiaosu dodged to the side.

Yan Xuyan clenched his teeth, his face revealing a sinister look, as though he would not rest until he had captured Ling Xiaosu today, and his movements became more vicious.

Ling Xiaosu dodged Yan Xuyan time and time again, and in the end, his body flashed behind Yan Xuyan. Unexpectedly, when Yan Xuyan extended his hand over again, Ling Xiaosu subconsciously took a step back, and stepped on empty air with his foot, causing his body to fall backwards without any warning.

His body was floating in the air, and Ling Xiaosu saw that Yan Xuyan had opened his eyes wide in shock, the sinister look on his face became anxious, but before Ling Xiaosu could look carefully, he had already rolled down the stairs, and his head smashed into the hard floor.

"Ugh!" Ling Xiaosu let out a painful groan, his waist seemed to have hit something just now, as if his waist was hurting and the back of his head was hurting as well.

Ling Xiaosu tightly closed his eyes, his eyebrows knitted together tightly, his body painfully curled up on the ground, his mind a blank.

Yan Xuyan watched in shock as Ling Xiaosu tumbled down the stairs, and finally landed on the floor. Looking at Ling Xiaosu's painful groan, Yan Xuyan quickly reacted, he ran down the stairs and bent his knees, and knelt in front of Ling Xiaosu.

"Yes, sorry, Xiaoxiao …" You, are you alright? " This was the first time Yan Xuyan had experienced something like this, and it was because of him that he rolled down the stairs.

Looking at Ling Xiaosu's pale face, Yan Xuyan felt extremely guilty in his heart. His hands trembled as he reached out to hug Ling Xiaosu.

"I, I didn't do it on purpose. Xiaoxiao, you, please forgive me …" Yan Xuyan seemed as though he was in a dream as he continuously muttered. Ling Xiaosu's eyes were closed, and it was simply impossible to hear what Yan Xuyan was saying with his ears closed.

Before Yan Xuyan could react, Ling Xiaosu reached out with difficulty to grab Yan Xuyan's trembling hand, and said with great effort: "Take me to the hospital." She felt something on her waist, a sharp pain in her waist.

"Alright, alright, alright. I'll send you to the hospital right now. Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid …" "I, I'm here." Yan Xuyan frantically carried Ling Xiaosu and ran out of the villa.

Ling Xiaosu laid on top of Yan Xuyan's chest. It was as if he no longer had any strength on his body, and cold sweat continuously poured out of his forehead.

Along the way, Yan Xuyan hugged Ling Xiaosu as he patted Ling Xiaosu's back with trembling fingers. As he patted Ling Xiaosu's back, he comforted him with a choked voice, "Don't be afraid, it'll be fine. Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao …"

Ling Xiaosu listened in a daze. In the end, when he heard that Yan Xuyan was choked with sobs and could not speak, Ling Xiaosu opened his eyes to look at the crack.

Just like her current expression, Yan Xuyan's color was also pale. What was even more hilarious was that Yan Xuyan's lips were opening and closing without anyone knowing, as he muttered something. Ling Xiaosu closed his eyes, and completely fell asleep in Yan Xuyan's embrace.

In the villa, the place where Ling Xiaosu had just fallen left droplets of blood. The female servant walked down the stairs and on the floor where Ling Xiaosu had fallen, she forcefully brought out a sharp blade blade. She also took out a cloth from the kitchen to wipe the blood off the ground, and then quietly threw the blade into the trash can beside.

After everything was done, the female servant took out her phone and gave Ni Tianchen a call.

In the office, Ni Tianchen was discussing something with Zhao Wenjie, if not, someone would call halfway through the discussion. Ni Tianchen picked up the phone and saw that it was a call from a villager, and answered it without thinking.

"Mister, it's not good! "Just now, a mister Yan suddenly barged in and pushed the madam down the stairs!" The maid said anxiously.

Ni Tianchen immediately stood up from his office chair, his face overcast: "What did you say!"

The maid on the other side of the phone sobbed, "The mistress has been pushed downstairs and is currently being sent to the hospital. Come back quickly, sir. I don't even know how the mistress is doing now. I'm afraid the mistress will … she will …"

The maid spoke intermittently. Ni Tianchen suddenly hung up, picked up the jacket on the table and rushed out of the office.

Zhao Wenjie looked at Ni Tianchen's figure who was rushing out, his face at a loss, just what could cause the CEO to be so anxious? He actually didn't even deal with the contract development case anymore.