Flash Marriage: Her Tycoon Husband

"How did the young master get burned?"

Qin Muchen was tall and tall, and the maids were much shorter than him. He did not look down at them, but lowered his eyelids slightly, making the maids even more terrified.

The three servants were all frightened by Qin Muchen's appearance, they all trembled and no one dared to speak.

Qin Muchen's voice was low, obviously impatient: "Don't tell me?"

"It's...it's me. I pour water for the young master. The water temperature is too high. If the young master spills it...you'll burn your hands..." One of the servants said tremblingly. Started shaking.

Qin Muchen said coldly: "If you make a mistake, just walk away consciously."

The servant immediately begged him: "Sir, it was my mistake this time, and there will definitely be no next time. I beg you to let me continue to work as a servant in your house..."

Most of the women who work as servants at home are not from a very good family background, but they have clean backgrounds, neat hands and feet, and are also responsible. As a servant in Qin Muchen's family, the salary is naturally considerable, not less than that of white-collar workers, so, no People like to be driven away.

"Next time? If there is a next time, if you want to leave, you will probably be carried out." Qin Muchen's indifferent face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and his handsome face looked like Dark Night Satan.

"I...I'm leaving now..." Seeing this, the servant didn't dare to say another word, turned around and ran outside.

Qin Mushen turned his head to look at the other two, who lowered their heads in fear.

"You guys go down and spread the word. If something like this happens next time, it's not as simple as letting you go." After Qin Muchen finished speaking, he waved his hand, indicating that they can go about their own business.

Standing in the corridor on the second floor, Su Ziyue didn't hear what Qin Muchen said clearly. He heard the two servants leave quickly as if they had seen a ghost. Qin Muchen was so scary?

...

In the evening, when Qin Muchen's family of three arrived at Yuhuang Palace, everyone else had already arrived.

In front of the big round table in the private room, An Xia and Bai Jingshu walked from one side to the other, as if they wanted to draw a line of demarcation.

Nan Chuan sat on the left of Bai Jingshu, and Mo Xiyi sat next to Nan Chuan.

"Ziyue!" As soon as An Xia saw Su Ziyue, she stood up and walked towards her.

After approaching, she stretched out her hand to pinch Qin Zixi's little face, and then felt that it wasn't enough, so she reached out to Qin Zixi: "Little Xixi, let Aunt An hug her."

Qin Muchen had lived with Bai Jingshu for several days before, and was somewhat familiar with An Xia, so he extended his arm towards her.

An Xia took it with a smile: "Sit with Aunt An, Aunt An will order some delicious dishes for you."

While talking to him, An Xia put him in the child's seat.

After sitting down, Qin Zixi craned his neck to look at Su Ziyue and Qin Muchen. Seeing that Su Ziyue sat down beside him, he turned his head to look at the dining table in relief.

"Ding!"

Bai Jingshu knocked on the bowl with a spoon, attracting Qin Zixi's attention: "Look here, little guy, his name is uncle."

"Uncle!" Qin Zixi called Bai Jingshu in a straight voice.

"Yo! It's amazing. It's not easy to go home this time. Finally, it's not called 'pig pig' anymore?" Bai Jingshu's expression was as happy as if his son could call him dad.

Nan Chuan said at the right time: "Mr. Bai, Young Master Xi will call you 'Uncle', do you want to give a big red envelope?"

Recently, he has been grabbing red envelopes in the WeChat group of LK Group and the WeChat group of Yuhuang Palace. He also knows that people in Z country will receive red envelopes when they see their elders during the festival.

"Yes, of course!" Bai Jingshu patted the table, stood up, opened the wallet and handed it to Qin Zixi: "Little guy chooses by himself."

Su Ziyue glanced sideways, and besides a thick pile of cash in Bai Jingshu's wallet, there were countless bank cards.

Su Ziyue raised her eyebrows in dissatisfaction, Qin Zixi is so young, what can he choose? Bai Jing's words have been released, of course he can't be cheap, anyway, he is not short of money.

Just as Su Ziyue was about to speak, Qin Muchen stretched out his arms suddenly, took Qin Zixi's little hand and pulled out the only black card in Bai Jingshu's wallet.

Bai Jingshu jumped up all of a sudden, and shouted loudly: "Damn it! Qin Muchen, you're cheating! You agreed to let Zixi choose!"

"Zixi, tell Dad, did you choose this black card yourself?" Qin Mushen said, smiling slightly.

Seeing his father smiling, Qin Zixi felt happy, no matter what he said, he nodded repeatedly.

Bai Jingshu gritted his teeth, rubbed, his global limited black card!

An Xia snorted coldly: "Isn't it just a card, what's the big deal, you're stingy."

After hearing her words, Bai Jingshu laughed angrily: "Anyway, this is my wife's book, and it was originally yours. I didn't expect you to be quite generous."

An Xia reacted slowly: "What does your wife have to do with me!"

Bai Jingshu just looked at her and smiled, but didn't speak.

She looked around at the people sitting at the dining table, and saw that everyone was smiling meaningfully. She instantly understood the meaning of Bai Jingshu's words, her face turned red, and she turned around as if glaring at Bai Jingshu. nod.

Seeing An Xia's appearance, Bai Jingshu even dissipated the depression of being cheated by Qin Muchen to get the black card just now, and returned to his seat with a smile, as if he had been depressed for several days Dispersed.

Qin Zixi didn't know what everyone was laughing at. He waved the black card in his hand, curiously stretched it out in front of An Xia, and said vaguely, "Aunt..."

He just thought the hard cards in his hand were fun, and when he got tired of playing, he wanted to play them for An Xia.

An Xia stuffed the card back into his pocket: "This is a gift from your uncle Bai, please keep it away."

Qin Zixi still doesn't quite understand what "gift" means, but he has a keen mind. Seeing An Xia's seriousness, he opened his eyes and quickly covered his pockets, with a very amusing look on his little face.

They made fun of Qin Zixi for a while, and then began to eat.

After eating, several people opened a private room upstairs to play.

On the way, Qin Mushen and Nan Chuan went out.

The two left the box and walked forward for a certain distance before Qin Mushen stopped: "Have you found the IP address of the person who sent the formula to Mo Xiyi?"

"Found it, the address is abroad." Nan Chuan and Qin Muchen spoke carefully.

Qin Mushen asked again: "Have you found out the detailed address of the email you sent to Su Ziyue before?"

"That... there is no way to find out." Nan Chuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, he suddenly missed the boss with the K1LU73 virus in his body...

"Mr. Qin?"

A gentle male voice came from not far behind, Qin Muchen and Nan Chuan turned their heads together, and saw Lu Shichu standing three steps away from them, with a polite and gentlemanly posture.