Evil Chief's Personal Sweetheart

Clove hung up the phone. She had never believed that Ding Xiao and Mokyu could do anything in business.

Her father, Ding Zhiyuan, had already been discharged from the hospital and was recuperating at home. A large sum of money was needed for the later stages of the treatment. Of course, she wouldn't give this money to Mojito and Ding Xiao because they wouldn't even hear the sound of water being wasted.

Mokyu kept calling, turning off her phone and stuffing it into her bag.

For several days in a row, Clove woke up in the morning. There must be a present outside the door.

Fortunately, Oni knew she was allergic to pollen and stopped flaunting her large bouquet of roses.

Clove smiled wryly. She had never been allergic to flowers or pollen. That night at the banquet, she had purposely made things difficult for Oni, pretending to be allergic to pollen.

Oni is private, he never talks much when he works, and his demands are strict. Once the work was done, Oni would be a completely different person. He would transform into a green-eyed pervert and begin his unending pursuit of her.

Today is the western-style wine, the candlelight dinner, tomorrow is the yacht trip, the day after tomorrow is the romantic fireworks …

Clove always gave Oni an indifferent and calm face, the expression of wanting to sleep, made Oni embarrassed.

"My little angel, are you that sleepy? I don't mind taking you to bed and singing you a lullaby. "

"Director Ao, you don't have to worry about that. Your demands are so high, and you have so much work to do. I'm tired, so I want to go back and rest." If there is nothing else to say, I will take my leave. "

"My beautiful little angel, how could you hurt my pure and sincere heart like this? You know, my deep love for you is like …"

"Let's change it to something else. You said those words the day before yesterday."

Clove replied rudely, yawning without any image, drowsily listening to Oni's superfluous words.

Oni felt a deep sense of defeat. A week had passed, and for the first time, he did not let the girl in front of him fall into his bed.

"Dearest, look. This is my villa. It's a beautiful scenery, located in …"

He began a new round of attacks. Clove leaned over the table and glanced listlessly at the photo in Oni's hand. "Yes, in that park?"

Speechless, Oni finally closed his mouth. It was the same every time. When he tried to move Clove, this personal secretary would mercilessly strike at him.

"Darling, this is my villa, my private villa. Although it is a bit like a park, this piece of land, including that mountain, are all my personal belongings."

"Oh, what mountain is it? The Alps? "

"This is the villa's garden …"

"Was it taken in Yellowstone Park?"

"This is my room …"

"How many star hotels did you record this?"

"This is my car …"

"Do you have a license plate?"

Laughter sounded out from the surroundings. Even the bodyguards and trusted aides of Oni who had gone through a long trial could not help but laugh out loud when they heard the teasing and ridiculing from Lilac.

Oni glanced back and forth for a week. Everyone covered their mouths. Hide as far as you can. The boss failed his 108th time at picking up girls. It was best for them to hide far away.

"Boss, Lian Feng is back."

A person walked up to Oni, bent down and whispered into his ear.

Lilac's spirit was immediately restored, but she was still lying prone on the table, pretending to be asleep. Yuan Zhanghua had told her that she could not interfere in the matter between Oni and Liefeng, separating her work from her personal feelings.

Very quickly, Lilac smelled a faint scent of blood in the air and couldn't help but raise her head to look over.

His clothes were soaked with blood, and there were bloodstains all over his body. He wondered how many wounds on his body were still bleeding.

The original color of the beige clothes could not be distinguished. It was almost completely covered by dark red. A faint bloody aura was being emitted from Lian Feng's body. The few people behind him were also covered in blood, exuding a heart palpitating killing intent as they floated in the hall.

"My little angel, perhaps you should go rest and have a good night's sleep."

"Beautiful little angel, please allow me to carry you up."

"Lian Feng, you're injured?"

Clove ignored Oni. It wasn't working hours, and there was no job, so she didn't need to be polite to Oni. She could just show her face to Oni.

To be able to show respect to a leader of a mafia, the CEO of a multinational corporation, that feeling was really cool!

"Director Ao, the orders have been completed."

Lian Feng first slightly bowed to Oni and then looked at Clove: "I'm fine. I got a little injury."

Lian Feng frowned. He didn't want to be seen like this by Lian Rou. It was just that he had no choice but to come over as soon as Oni ordered him to do things.

"Lian Feng, you scared my little angel."

"She won't be afraid. This little bit of blood can't scare her bad."

Lian Feng replied coldly. He saw with his own eyes that Ling Xue Bing was tortured to death and that the secretary was not frightened. After escaping and being captured by them, facing Yuan Zhua Hua, the lilac didn't change color. This little bit of blood on his body was nothing.

"Are you refuting my words?"

"She's not a little white rabbit. She's tougher than you think."

"Lian Feng, come over here and let me see your injuries. Director Ao, I think you should have someone treat them first before asking about anything else. Do you dare to be a gentleman?"

Oni was depressed. He was such a gentleman, why did this little Oriental girl say that he was not a gentleman?

Oni opened his mouth and gave some instructions. Someone brought out some medicine and went forward to clean the wounds of Lian Feng's subordinates. They were all very skilled in disinfection and bandaging, and two of them were doctors.

No one cared about Lian Feng. Oni told no one to care about Lian Feng.

"Lian Feng, you are very lucky, you know? I am jealous of you because you are my little angel, personally treating your wounds. "

Clove pursed her lips tightly and lowered her head to take off Lian Feng's clothes. She first used clear water to wipe the blood off Lian Feng's body.

"I can do it myself."

Lian Feng cleaned the blood himself.

"Director Ao, if you are willing, I am very willing to cut your body a few times, then personally treat your wounds and bandage your wounds. You don't need to be jealous."

"Puff …"

Someone laughed out loud. Oni looked around with a sidelong glance. Lian Feng's subordinates hurriedly lowered their heads and shut their mouths. They also couldn't afford to offend Oni and didn't dare to offend him. Yuan Zhanghua many years of good friends, brotherly like Oni, they must treat Yuan Zhanghua as respect.

Clove quickly helped Lian Feng clean up the wounds on his body. Fortunately, there weren't any serious injuries. The blood on Lian Feng's body wasn't all his own, but was more of someone else's.

"How did this happen?"

"There was an accident."

Lian Feng coldly replied. An indescribable emotion surged in the depths of his eyes. Looking at Clove's busy hands and focused expression, his expression softened for a moment.