Dear wife: please be gentle, president

Boss lu was a person who knew how to enjoy himself. Since gambling had ruined his mood, he might as well come here to massage and relax. However, he didn' t want to hear any noise, so he ordered someone to cover fu qing's mouth with a piece of plastic, while he lay there enjoying the masseuse's proper strength.

Half an hour later, the door was kicked open with a bang.

Fu qing took a closer look and saw that it was actually ye yimo.

She could not deny that although she hated this man deeply, a hint of surprise flashed through her heart.

Just why? He's coming to a place like this? Did he follow me here?

Boss lu was lying there with his eyes closed, but he seemed to know who it was. He waved at the masseuse beside him and slowly sat up." I didn' t expect you to be quite fast. "

After that, he slowly lit a cigarette and looked at ye yimo through the smoke. "

Ye yimo ignored him and locked onto fu qing, who was tied to the side.

He wanted to rush forward but was stopped by boss lu who suddenly stood up.

"Do you fucking think it's that easy to steal someone from me? Boss lu's eyes were icy cold as he clenched his fists in defiance.

After that, there was no more nonsense and the two of them started fighting.

The impact of a man's fist was more powerful than any sword and shadow, and at this moment, the two of them were in full swing, and their fight was not serious at all.

Ye yimo was dressed in a suit, and it was more than enough to hit a few underlings, but compared to boss lu, his skills were still somewhat different.

Between the gaps between his fists, he pulled off his tie and loosened it. He quickly threw his coat down and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

Fu qing looked at him and realized that she couldn' t afford to offend this man.

It had been a long time since they last saw each other. At this moment, both of them were exhausted. Most importantly, boss lu had already lost a lot of money, but he refused to admit defeat.

Although ye yimo's strength had weakened a lot, his expression was still smug and his handsome features did not change a single bit.

"I, your mother, ye yimo, can' t you think of something with your skills? What the hell is this business with me? What's wrong? "Boss lu yelled as he swung his fist.

"Damn you, stop talking nonsense here. When did you use you to meddle in my affairs? Ye yimo replied mercilessly.

If I didn' t love you, I wouldn' t be bothered with you. "

"Don't pay attention to me in the future. "

"That depends on my mood. "

The two men who had been fighting passionately were now cursing like shrews.

Fu qing widened her eyes and roughly guessed that the two of them must have known each other, but this way of beating and cursing ... Really ... Low class ...

"Did you find so many toyotas last month to bully me just to kill me? "Asked ye in ink. In fact, the next day, he had uncle yan find out that those people were sent by boss lu.

"I was afraid that your hands would be raw, so I just wanted to find some sparring partners for you. Boss lu continued to curse and growl," ye yimo, I' ll give you one last chance. You won' t be able to come back!" "

"Lu pojun, I' ll give you one last chance. Do you want to do business with me?" "

"I'll go to your mother. Boss lu threw a punch at him, and ye yimo nimbly dodged him. He lifted his leg and tripped him to the ground.

At this moment, boss lu no longer had the strength to stand up and could only look at him angrily.

Ye yiyi wiped away the little bit of blood from the corner of her mouth and walked to fu qing's side.

The guard had long been frightened into retreating.

The tenderness in his eyes resurfaced and he asked," are you okay?" "

Fu qing had yet to react. How could his skills be so good? He just shook his head.

Ye yimo didn' t say anything else.

After that, it was already over, but when ye yimo saw the red and swollen marks on her hands, his anger flared up again.he slowly raised his head and locked his eyes on the underling who was hiding at the side.

The two of them suddenly felt a great disaster and ran out with their hands in their hands.

"Boss lu, is this the little brother you trained? Ye yimo mocked," rubbish! "

Boss lu did not reply. He stood up from the ground and returned to his seat. He crossed his legs and restored his usual image of a big brother.

"You will be a wife slave from now on. "Boss lu mocked mercilessly.

"I am happy, I am willing, better than you alone. Ye yimo didn' t care about that much. He held his wrist in his palm and gently touched it, asking if it hurt.

Fu qing's face was awkward.even if he pressed it himself, it would be red, right? Was it that exaggerated?

"Forget about being your wife's slave and teaching han yue a bad lesson. How can I stand on the road in the future?" "Boss lu couldn' t stand the way he was being so lovey-dovey and his temper was getting worse.