CEO's Sweet Wife

"I want to see what's inside!"
Under the cold moonlight, the bag was opened, and He Zefeng's exquisite face was suddenly reflected in He Zefeng's eyes.
Wanbai!
He Zefeng was full of hostility, even daring to touch his woman, could it be that he was impatient!
So, he rushed up, picked up a stone on the ground and threw it heavily on the top of the man's head.
"what!"
He Zefeng took advantage of the moment when the man fell down, picked up Shen Wanbai, and strode away.
The other person heard the movement, turned around and saw that it was He Zefeng, and was so frightened that he sat on the ground.

"It's over, it's over, it's really over!"
With trembling hands, he called Song Haotian.
"Master, he was taken away by Young Master He."
"What! You bastards, you can't do this well, what's the use of you!"
……
The golden moonlight shined on Shen Wanbai's peaceful sleeping face through the car window, and He Zefeng raised his hand to pin her broken hair behind his ears.
"Sorry, it's all my fault."
He Zefeng blamed himself very much, if he was one step later, maybe he would not have seen Shen Wanbai.
Just now, when he saw Shen Wan Bai being kidnapped, he was frightened, this was the first time he felt frightened.
At this moment, he realized that Shen Wan Bai was the most important person to him.
Song Haotian hurried to the hall and took Song Meiyi away.
"Brother, what are you doing! I haven't said hello to my friends yet!"
"Don't ask, something big happened, you have to go home with me now, the banquet should end early."
Seeing that he didn't look like he was joking, Song Meiyi's heart tightened.
"Brother, is it related to Shen Wanbai?"
"Don't mention Shen Wanbai to me, she almost killed me!"
Song Meiyi closed her mouth knowingly.
The villa was brightly lit, but everyone looked serious.
Shen Wan Bai's kidnapping was not a trivial matter.
"Master, do you know who did it?"
He Zefeng narrowed his eyes, the cold air was pressing: "Take good care of Shen Wanbai, I'll go out for a while."
The housekeeper nodded: "Yes, young master, you must pay attention to safety."
The sound of the engine sounded, and a Maybach drove away.
The housekeeper sighed: "Oh, bless the young master, Miss Shen is safe."
He Zefeng came back to the banquet just now, but there were not many people here, almost all of them were gone.
"Where's Song Meiyi?" He Zefeng stopped someone casually, his face darkened.
"Miss Song went back early, saying she was in a hurry."
He Zefeng snorted coldly: "Oh, Song Meiyi, you really impress me!"
I will settle this matter with you slowly!
Shen Wan Bai seemed to have had a nightmare, someone was chasing and killing her, just when she was about to die, someone suddenly rescued her, that person... who is it?
She really wanted to see the man's face clearly, so she couldn't help getting closer.
Suddenly, the man's cold voice sounded: "Only I can kill you myself!"
"what!"
The curtains were open, and golden ones slanted down.
Shen Wan Bai's forehead was covered with cold sweat, he looked around, and gradually recovered from the shock just now.
"So it was a dream."
Thinking of He Zefeng's gloomy eyes, she still felt scared.
Even in the dream, He Zefeng doesn't intend to let her go, does he?
She was so immersed in her own world that she didn't hear the door open.
"Miss Shen, you're finally awake! I want to tell the young master the good news!"
It was only then that Shen Wan Bai remembered what happened last night, last night she was almost...
No, then why is she here now?
After a while, He Zefeng walked in, his strong body was wrapped in dark blue pajamas, Shen Wanbai lowered his eyes.
"Last night, you saved me?"
Seeing that Shen Wanbai's complexion improved a lot, He Zefeng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
"Yes, why, do you want to promise yourself?"
Shen Wanbai gave him an angry look: "You think too much."
After a while, she said softly again: "Thank you."
Shen Wan Bai sincerely thanked him, so it was much easier to get along with him than before, at least he no longer competed with He Zefeng.
"Who attacked you last night?"
He Zefeng sat down in front of Shen Wanbai, staring at her.
Shen Wanbai frowned: "I didn't see clearly, it was too dark last night, I only know that the other party came after you, and he also said that he wanted you to regret something."
"female?"
Shen Wan Bai shook his head: "It's a man, tall, and his voice seems to be similar to your age."
If it wasn't Song Meiyi, then who would it be?
He Zefeng fell into deep thought, and Shen Wanbai didn't dare to disturb him, so he also followed in silence.
The butler paused at the door, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and he gently closed the door thoughtfully.
He Zefeng stood up: "I see, I will make the decision for you in this matter, and those who bully you, I will make him pay back twice as much!"
Shen Wan Bai pursed his lips: "Actually, you don't have to do this, I'm fine."
He Zefeng suddenly raised his eyes, his tone was cold.
"You mean, you want to forget?"
Shen Wan Bai laughed at himself mockingly: "Oh, that person is here for you, it's none of my business what you want to do, you don't have to tell me."
He Zefeng's face darkened, and he strode away.
"boom!"
Shen Wan Bai's body trembled, and he smiled indifferently: "Did I say something wrong, if it wasn't for you, I would have become like this?"
Seeing He Zefeng's gloomy face, the housekeeper was puzzled.
No, it was fine just now, why did we quarrel again in less than 5 minutes!
He Zefeng started to investigate the kidnapping of Shen Wanbai last night, as long as the surveillance was investigated, he didn't believe that he couldn't find the culprit.
However, the surrounding surveillance was broken, and all the news about last night disappeared.
He Zefeng realized that this matter was not simple, and someone might have done it on purpose.
"Mr. He, Mr. Song asked you to meet at three o'clock in the afternoon, saying that he has an important project to discuss with you."
He Zefeng asked, "Which President Song?"
"Song Haotian."
Suddenly, He Zefeng raised his eyes and said meaningfully: "Okay, you reply, I am looking forward to his arrival."
He Zefeng walked to the French window, carefully sorted out the events of last night in his mind, and suddenly discovered the problem.
"Song Haotian, why did I forget you..."
At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the president's office.
"I thought you didn't want to see me."
Song Haotian found a comfortable seat and sat down, looking at He Zefeng playfully.
He Zefeng put down the document in his hand, came to Song Haotian and sat down in front of Song Haotian, crossing his legs.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I'm afraid you won't dare to come."
The two didn't give in at all, and the atmosphere became very strange.
The assistant watched frightenedly, for fear that the two would not get along and fight.
He Zefeng said indifferently, "Where were you last night?"
Song Haotian was stunned for a moment, and then laughed. He didn't expect He Zefeng to ask so straightforwardly. It seems that he knew something.
"My sister's birthday last night, of course, was celebrating my sister's birthday. You seem to have something in your words."
He Zefeng sneered: "Yeah, I'm just reminding you that whoever touches me, I will make him regret it."
"What do you mean by that?"
He Zefeng gave the assistant a look, and a few seconds later, a group of security guards in black suits came in orderly and surrounded Song Haotian.
"He Zefeng, what do you mean!"
Hearing this, He Zefeng's eyes were full of hostility: "Isn't this obvious? Could it be that you can't see it?"
"Let me tell you, He Zefeng, I'm here to discuss business with you today. Are you not afraid of being criticized by outsiders?"
"Why should I be afraid? Shouldn't you be the one who is afraid? I haven't settled with you for what happened last night. It just so happens that you are here, so let's settle it together."

Song Haotian realized that he had been fooled by He Zefeng, and felt anxious.
"He Zefeng, you are really good, just wait for me!"
Song Haotian stood up and made a gesture to leave, but was stopped by security.
"You can leave if you want to, let your father come and pick you up in person, otherwise just stay here."
He Zefeng was casual, and his appearance angered Song Haotian even more.
He pointed at He Zefeng and cursed: "You moved me, my father thinks he won't let you go!"
"Oh? Just wait and see."
Under He Zefeng's signal, the security guard took him away, and everyone passing by in the corridor looked at Song Haotian curiously.
The assistant nodded, with a respectful expression: "Mr. He, what should we do next."
He Zefeng snorted coldly: "If he wants to play, I will play with him. I remember that the company has an abandoned factory. I will take him there and lock him up for a few days."
The assistant couldn't help but start to sympathize with Song Haotian, thinking, who made you offend Mr. He.
Three days later, when the people of the Song family found out that Song Haotian could not be contacted, they panicked and even thought of calling the police.
Song Meiyi said to Mr. Song: "Dad, brother is already this old. He will be fine."
"I didn't answer the call, and I didn't go to the company. Can he be okay!"
While Song Meiyi was comforting, recalling the events of the previous few days, a scene flashed in her mind.
"Dad, I remembered that my brother said that he was going to talk to Zefeng about business. Maybe Zefeng knows where his brother is, so why don't we ask?"
The old man felt that what she said made sense, so he changed his clothes and went out, followed by Song Meiyi.
How could she not go to see He Zefeng?
In the president's office, the assistant pushed open the door and entered with a panicked expression.
"Mr. He, Mr. Song and Ms. Song are looking for you..."
He Zefeng didn't even bother to raise his eyes, and said lightly: "Understood, let's bring them in."
Seeing that the president is so calm, the assistant admired him even more.
The corner of He Zefeng's mouth curled up: "It's just in time."
Mr. Song didn't like to beat around the bush, not to mention that it was related to his son's safety, so he directly got into the topic.
"He Zefeng, let me be blunt. Have you met my son Song Haotian?"
Song Meiyi tore off the old man's clothes, and said softly, "Dad, save me some face and talk to Ze Feng properly."
The old man gave her a blank look, thinking why this daughter's arms are always turning outwards, He Zefeng just rejected her, and now he has to speak for him, the Song family will lose all face!