Mr.Yan's spoiled little wife

"Xin Xin!"

Yang Cuihua went over and grabbed Qiao Xin's wrist. Her face was full of worry. "Where's Xiaoyuan?"

Josin's tongue was dry. She hung her head and squeezed out a few words from her throat, "Xiaoyuan... Still inside."

Hearing the speech, Yang Cuihua was black in front of her eyes. She couldn't help staggering back a few steps. If it weren't for Qiao Xin's help, she would sit on the ground the next second.

Joe is far different from joshin. She is her darling, the child held in the palm of her hand.

Yang Cuihua slowly regained consciousness and firmly grasped Qiao Xin's arm with both hands. Her normally kind eyebrows showed a bit of hatred and ferocity. She said, "Xin Xin, I seldom ask you anything at ordinary times, but now I beg you to find a way to save Xiaoyuan!"

Xiaoyuan is a top student in the school. He has a bright future. He must not have an accident in this bone's eyes.

Qiao Xin frowned and felt pain. Yang Cuihua grabbed her hand too hard, and then heard her whisper: "besides, Xiaoyuan had an accident because of you!"

When the voice fell, Qiao Xin raised his head in amazement and looked at Yang Cuihua with hate. "Don't destroy my Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan is different from you! If something happens to him, I hate you all my life!"

Paralyzed, he climbed up josin's cheek, his scalp shrank suddenly, and the back of his neck was cold.

"I'll find a way..." Qiao Xin closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her chest was dull and dull. The pain spread to all her limbs and bones, and her hands and fingers were cold.

"Oh, what can a little girl think of."

Behind them, Xia Liu, who was always silent, finally made a sound slowly.

He sneered, sneered in his eyes, and laughed at josin's overestimation. "Josin, what do you take to save your brother who has committed a crime? Don't dream."

Xia Liu's eyes, twisted and with a trace of hatred, swept straight towards Qiao Xin's face, especially hot and hot, as if to poke a blood hole in her beautiful face.

"But look at your pity, I have a way to keep Qiao yuan innocent."

When Yang Cuihua heard the speech, her eyes lit up. She turned her head and looked at Xia Liu, "really?"

"There is a condition."

Xia Liu glared at Qiao Xin and pointed to her, "give her to me."

“……”

"No!"

As soon as Qiao Xin saw Yang Cuihua's thoughtful eyes, she knew she was interested and immediately retorted, "I said I had a way!"

"What can you do?" Yang Cuihua interrupted her irritably. Now only Xia Liu can save Xiaoyuan.

In an instant, the man's face appeared in josin's mind. She closed her eyes, clenched her hand on her side, and whispered, "give me half an hour, and I will save Xiaoyuan."

"Stop talking big!" yelled Charlotte.

"I didn't!" josin was unwilling to show weakness and roared back with a greater volume. She stared at Xia Liu coldly and said in a slow voice, "wait and see."

When he finished, he immediately turned and ran away.

"Josin!"

Yang Cuihua screamed angrily at her back.

Qiao Xin ran all the way along with his memory. He gradually exuded hot sweat on his forehead, and his chest was stuffy with rapid gas. The gas ran through his brain along the esophagus and beat his temples again and again.

Don't go. Don't leave.

Josin prayed, his eyes slender and a little wet.

Now he is the only one who can save Xiaoyuan.

Banquet Secretary night.

Her vision shook with the impatient pace, and the extended Rolls Royce gradually came into view. It stopped quietly in the shade of the tree, as if waiting for her.

Great, not yet!

Josin rushed up eagerly, and a pair of cold, sweaty palms patted the window hard.

The window is one-sided. People outside can't see the situation inside, and the black glass reflects her face. Worry, fear and all kinds of emotions are intertwined on her face.

"Banquet Secretary night, are you in there? I have something to ask you to help me!"

The window slowly pulled down, revealing a handsome face. Yan Siye's eyebrows and eyes were sharp, showing a trace of pride and cold. When his eyes touched Qiao Xin, they softened again.

He opened the door. "Come in and explain."

The banquet secretary sat in an elegant and noble posture at night, with long legs overlapping, hands on his knees, and the golden Rolex on his wrist glowed with silver, just like his temperament, cold.

The man's voice was steady and his tone was slow. It seemed to soothe josin's anxious heart a little bit. "Speak slowly, what happened."

Josin sat on his side, his head bowed and his hands clasped uneasily. "My brother... Has committed an offence."

Then she raised her head again and explained anxiously, "but I believe he was framed! Xiaoyuan wouldn't do such a thing at all. Someone framed him!"

It was Xia Liu who framed her. Xia Liu is taking revenge on her!

"So you want me to save him and return his innocence, don't you?" Yan Siye was a smart man and guessed what she was going to say from josin's words.

"Yes!"

Josin said without hesitation, "as long as you can help me, I will repay you by making cattle and horses -"

The next words haven't been said yet. The banquet secretary's slightly cold finger abdomen is against her soft lips. He points to a thin cocoon on his finger abdomen and is gently rubbing her lips.

The action is gentle and lingering, just like the intimacy between lovers.

"Don't say that." the Yansi night's Adam's apple rolled and sent out bursts of sweet and deep laughter. "There are enough servants in my family, not more than you, not less than you."

Qiaoxin's heart flashed past in a panic. She stepped back, pulled away from the banquet company night, covered her lips with her wrist, and felt that the man's temperature remained on it, very hot, and even spread to her cheeks.

Very hot

"Help, I'm sure I'll help you."

Banquet Secretary Ye's slender hand held the mobile phone, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly and smiled, "but you can sit here and don't leave."

Qiao Xin was stunned, "OK..."

He dialed a phone, "Liu tezhu, please go to the police station and parole a man named Qiao yuan... Yes, do it immediately."

After the call was cut off, the banquet Secretary smiled at her at night, "I'm working. Don't worry."

After a meeting, Qiao Xin received a call from Yang Cuihua.

"Hey, Xinxin, who was that man just now? He can bring Xiaoyuan out!"

Hearing the speech, the stone hanging in the air in her heart suddenly fell. Qiao Xin breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "that's good..." when she noticed the sight of the banquet secretary at night, she found an excuse, immediately hung up the phone and solemnly thanked him: "thank you very much, Mr. banquet."

"No thanks."

Yan Siye's eyes focused on her face. The bottom of his eyes was slightly heavy and rich black. It was like a bottomless abyss. The abyss was faintly turning over and surging with undercurrent.

An undercurrent that can devour her whole person.

Josin's heart suddenly slowed down.

Just listen to the elegant voice of the banquet secretary's nocturnal tone. "My request is very simple. Your HUKOU book is still with you, right? Now we'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the marriage formalities."