Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

The banquet secretary's white eyes were bloodshot. He didn't care who was in his hands. When the banquet secretary came out at night. He knew he had lost completely.

"Banquet Secretary Bai -" Chen Siyu stretched out his hand. I wanted to catch the white clothes of the banquet secretary, but I couldn't catch them at all.

She struggled for a while. At last his hand dropped.

"Banquet Secretary night! I will let you die in my hands! I will make you regret -"

"Ah --"

He completely lost his mind, the person in his hand lost his breath, and he didn't respond.

Until Chen Siyu didn't say a word and rolled his eyes in his hands, he suddenly woke up. Just now it seemed that I was possessed and lost my mind!

Banquet Secretary Bai Song started. But Chen Siyu on the ground was no longer breathing. She was paralyzed on the ground and lost her vitality.

The banquet Secretary Bai fell to the ground and stepped back.

He looked at Chen Siyu on the ground in horror. Carefully climbed to her side, put your fingers in front of her nose, and didn't breathe.

The banquet secretary sat down on the ground. The whole man turned pale.

Kill! I killed!

"I... I didn't kill... I... I didn't kill!" banquet Secretary Bai hurriedly got up from the ground and rushed to the elevator.

He pressed the elevator button crazily. The elevator came up slowly and opened. He jumped into the elevator and leaned against the polished wall.

The smooth surface around reflected his pale face. The eyes are sunken in the skin. It looks like a ghost from hell.

The elevator soon reached the first floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, several employees with documents were preparing to take the elevator. They saw Yan Sibai coming out of the elevator in a hurry.

"Banquet General Manager -" an employee looked at the flustered banquet Secretary Bai and asked, "so anxious... What can I do for you?"

Banquet Secretary Bai looked up. One of the employees shivered with ferocious eyes.

One of the documents in my arms didn't notice and fell to the ground.

She was startled by the white eyes of Yan Si. Banquet Secretary Bai glanced at her, lowered his head and stumbled away.

His clothes were untidy. Chen Siyu's struggle scratched his hair and clothes in a mess. It looked as if he had experienced something important.

The colleague next to the female employee looked at her and picked up the document from the ground.

"What's the matter?" the friend asked, "why did the general manager of the banquet look a little embarrassed just now? What happened?"

The female employee was terrified. "It's all right. Maybe she didn't have a good rest, so she read it wrong. We'd better not discuss the boss's business."

With that, she walked into the elevator with her head down. Several people in the same trade saw that she was unwilling to say, so they didn't continue to ask questions, and entered the elevator with her.

Out of the company, Yan Sibai stopped a taxi from the street.

"Where are you going, sir?" asked the driver, looking at banquet Secretary Bai.

Banquet Secretary Bai bowed his head: "go to the old house of the banquet family and speed up."

His voice trembled, and the driver couldn't help looking at Yan Sibai from the rearview mirror.

"Close your eyes!" said the banquet Secretary coldly.

The driver looked back at the sound just now. He had no doubt that the strange passenger would do something to him after getting off the bus.

The driver panicked and wanted to solve the problem quickly. He arrived at the old house of the banquet house in more than ten minutes.

"Here we are -" the driver lowered his head.

Banquet Secretary Bai took out his wallet from his arms, threw a 100 yuan bill into the co driver's position, bowed his head and covered his face and left the taxi.