Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

The hotel manager's words made the whole carriage fall into a bewildered silence. Jiang Xinghuan noticed that Fu Beiyang's face was a bit ugly, and he lightly covered the back of his hand with his palm, and smiled awkwardly: "Then...the owner of the car is quite powerful. ,hehe."

"I saw that she was not very sober when she got off the car, so I wanted to send her to the hospital. She was unwilling, saying that she would die if she was two steps too late." The hotel manager sighed, "I have worked in the hotel for ten years. In the first grade class, no one was killed. I guess she was tricked here, she is so innocent."

"I heard that the person she wants to save is her fiancé. How can a fiancé treat his fiancee like this? Even if he doesn't like it, he doesn't have to kill her like this. What a crime!"

Perhaps to appease Fu Beiyang's irritable mood, the hotel manager, who has never disclosed customer information, told Fu Beiyang the whole process he had seen. .seven

However, his explanation did not succeed in appeasing him, but succeeded in making Fu Beiyang's face darker and darker.

"Now the owner of the car doesn't know where to go. If something happens, our hotel's reputation will be lost because of a scumbag. I don't think the little girl is young. After all, she fed the dog with sincerity. "

The manager continued to sympathize with the car owner without any discernment, and stepped on the scum by the way. Jiang Xinghuan couldn't stand it any longer. She took Fu Beiyang's arm and murmured in a low voice, "It's not so serious, maybe he didn't deliberately lie to her." of it."

"Isn't it serious? Are people tougher than cars?" The manager asked in surprise. He glanced suspiciously at the handsome man and woman in the car, and suddenly realized, bent over and smiled at them, "Of course, You will never be the same as that sad little girl. The husband is an upright and dedicated gentleman at first glance, and the wife is gentle and pleasant. The temperament of the two of you is like a golden boy and girl who are well-matched, and you will be happy in your life."

The four words "better to each other" pierced Jiang Xinghuan's heart like an arrow. She lowered her head and curled her lips bitterly: "Yes, we will be happy."

It's just that her love cannot be recognized by everyone yet.

In the eyes of outsiders, Luo Miao is the real Mrs. Fu, and she is a mistress who can't get on the stage.

She has to work hard.

She wanted to stand by Fu Beiyang's side honestly, even if she was arrogant and domineering, no one would dare to deny her qualifications.

How much Luo Miao was sympathized by others, Jiang Xinghuan felt wronged.

A warm palm covered the top of her head, and she patted it warmly twice. Jiang Xinghuan raised his eyes and met Fu Beiyang's gentle and delicate eyes.

The domineering man came over and placed a kiss on her cherry lips.

Compared with words, Fu Beiyang is better at expressing comfort with actions.

No matter how blind the hotel manager was, he knew not to disturb them, not to mention that he had already completed the "task". After he said a few words, he called a few people to come over and move the car away.

After sending off the God of Wealth at the Tudor Hotel with a smile, the manager received a call from Wen Li.

He shook his head, thinking that this man was really on time.

"It's over?"

"You don't feel at ease when I do things, and I told Mr. Fu every sentence according to Mr. Xiaoyan's request."

The hotel manager has been working for a long time and can meet any requirements.

For example, Xiaoyan always asked him to smash Luo Miao's car to block Fu Beiyang's road, and told Mr. Fu what happened to Miss Luo yesterday.

"Then how did he react?" Wen Li asked.

The manager was a little speechless: "Mr. Fu was a little guilty at first, but the little Bailian next to him opened his eyes and mumbled his mouth and made him dizzy. It is estimated that they will have closed the partition by now. "

Wen Li twitched the corners of her mouth, looked up at the sky and sighed, "You scum."

Although the car in reality was not as badly hit as it was, it did hit Luo Miao a few times on the way here. While eating, Yan Chuan found a bump on the back of her head and scratches on her hands covered by her sleeves.

It's being checked at the hospital now.

Girls really have no grudge against you, it's really too much to be hurt like this by your girl without even condolences.

"That's not true, compared to him, Xiaoyan is always the reincarnation of Avalokitesvara!"

Wen Li: "...Not really."

Blow it a little too much bro.

Your Xiaoyan is already sharpening his knife.

Yan Chuan even used such euphemisms in order to seek justice for Luo Miao, but it's a pity that Mr. Fu didn't do his best, and he will regret it later.

"But sister, why do you think Mr. Xiaoyan wants Mr. Fu to know? He is not afraid that Mr. Fu will be moved by Ms. Luo, and he will have no chance when the prodigal son turns around."

"Wrong." Wen Li smiled, "There is no corner in this world that the boss cannot pry."

The family's craftsmanship is passed down through four generations, and the family has never learned it.