Elite Wife Full Fire

"You also said that my three-year-old nephew's level is higher than mine." Xu Yaqi hated her teeth when she thought of that game ID. What is a rookie? She just accidentally misplaced a skill.

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If she didn't know Xu Yaqi's operation level, she would really believe her evil.Xu Yaqi is a game idiot, and she is also an old player of that end game. Any player in Xinshou Village is better than her.

"The person has already left." Xu Yaqi wiped away the tears that seemed to exist in the corner of her eyes, and said casually.

"Who's gone?"

"Forget it, sister, I want to go back to practice again, wait for this fairy to turn around and then abuse him, kill him a hundred and eighty times, let him kneel down and call him father!" The background reminded Yang Yunyun of the second half of the sentence of Feng Xiao Xiao Xi Yi Shui Han in the textbook.

Yang Yunyun opened the curtains and looked downstairs, and left.There was a trace of loneliness in my heart, as if there was a breath blocked, stuffy.Maybe it's because there are too many things I've encountered recently, and it's really like what Xiaoya said, after the busy period is over, I should relax.

I remembered that since Xu Yaqi returned to China, the two hadn't gone out to play together. The last time we had dinner and watched a movie together was when we were at school, and that was a year ago.

Thinking of this, Yang Yunyun made a small plan for herself, and when DF stabilized, she would suspend her work for a while.As for the studio... Yang Yunyun sighed, and could only take one step at a time.The worst plan is to join forces with Yan Muhan and let him become a shareholder, but in this way, the bond between the two of them adds another layer.

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"You still know to come back?" Yan Zheng angrily threw the teacup in his hand towards the door.

Looking at the water stains still steaming white on the ground, the coldness in Yan Muhan's eyes was like a sharp sword, wanting to stab the person in front of him.If he hadn't dodged quickly just now, the cup of hot tea would have hit his foot.

"This is the Chu family's house, why can't I come back."

This is the Chu family, which belongs to his mother's Chu family.It's just that it has been changed to Yan Family now, one day, if he doesn't take all these back!
"Nizi!" Yan Zheng glared at him, the servants of the Yan family were used to the father and son's way of getting along, and they kept their heads down and went about their own business.

"Honey, don't be angry, come and drink some water." Xu Qiaoli walked to Yan Zheng's side with a glass of honey water, and said warmly.The tight-fitting dress showed her curvy figure to the fullest, and her gestures were charming.

"Mu Han, you are so serious. You know your father's health is not good, but you are still so angry with him." Regarding this stepson, Xu Qiaoli is probably the person who hates him the most in the world.It doesn't matter whether it is because of love or hatred, or if it hurts interests, as long as she sees the father and son fighting against each other, Xu Qiaoli feels comfortable in her heart.

"Husband, I made duck soup for you, it will be ready later." Looking at Yan Muhan who was about to go upstairs, he said with a smirk, "Muhan, you should drink some too. The company is very busy today, and I see you have lost weight."

"Busy! Of course he's busy! He's busy fighting against his own father, and he's busy working with outsiders to squeeze Yan's family!" The more Yan Zheng said, the more angry he became, and the people under his command took care of everything in the company these days. I told him that the old employees I was close to all had problems with their affairs today without exception.

In the entire Yan family, except for Yan Muhan, who has this ability, what is so good about that woman, even a small studio dares to go against him!

Yan Muhan turned a deaf ear and went back to his bedroom, looking at the photo on the shelf, he was in a daze.The woman in the photo is seventy percent similar to her, with waist-length wavy hair, fair skin, and a pair of star-like eyes that seem to be smiling.

Yan Muhan gently caressed the photo with his hand, as if stroking that familiar face.

"Mom, don't worry. That old guy won't have a good life for long, and one day I will tear off his mask and let everyone know how ugly he is." Yan Muhan's voice was a little hoarse, with hazy moonlight , with a hazy mist in the eye sockets.

There was a light knock on the door, Yan Muhan put down the photo frame, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was like a cold pool of thousands of years.

"Come in!"

With a creak, a slightly thin figure walked into the room.

"Master, this is your favorite lotus root flour ball when you were a child. Be careful not to overwork yourself." Butler Zhou put the tray on the tea table beside him, "Miss is alive, if I know how you are now Work hard, you will definitely worry."

"I see, Uncle Zhou. You are not in good health. Go back and rest early. The nanny will take care of these things." Although he was talking about caring for the white-haired old man in front of him, his tone was still cold as usual.

The old man sighed, his eyes were full of his little master who loved him dearly.If I hadn't told him the truth at the beginning, then the young master would not be what he is now.It's just that he really can't make him hide such a cruel truth.

Uncle Zhou is an old man in the house, he was the only servant of the Chu family back then, and now he is the only one left.If it wasn't for the self who insisted on keeping him at that time, I'm afraid he would disappear in the end.

Yan Muhan looked at the steaming bowl of dessert. He used to like this, especially when his mother made it. The soft and glutinous balls had a faint fragrance of lotus. Every time he would eat two bowls.

Since his mother passed away, he has gradually stopped eating.Every time I see this, I will think of the warm embrace he once had.

After pouring the contents of the bowl into the bathroom, Yan Muhan turned on the computer, entered a series of cumbersome codes, and finally opened the mailbox to look at the latest email.

At the high-level meeting of the Yan Group, several senior figures discussed things with ugly faces.This is already the third time this month. Originally, I wanted to give Yan Muhan some trouble so that he could retreat, but I didn't expect to lose my wife and lose my army. I lost a lot of people in my hands, and it was for nothing. He sent some company resources to Yan Muhan's subordinates.

"Brother Liu, you have always had your own opinions. Our brothers have always followed you. What should we do about this?" Ma Qiang looked sad. Among these people, he had the most difficult life in the past month.It was said that Muhan was looking for work every two days, and even in the morning, he found out that the accounts were unclear, and he had to recheck this quarter.

No one in any department is a bit dirty in private, and everyone usually turns a blind eye and closes one eye.

"It's not easy on my side, but don't worry, brother. The chairman told me what to do yesterday." The person called Brother Liu comforted him.

"Quickly tell me!"