Through the window of Zhilan Pavilion, Huo Beichuan saw Mingyue holding a wine pot and pouring wine for each guest.

She was assigned to be responsible for the service of this box.

Mingyue has exquisite makeup, high bun, and a plain, close-fitting silk cheongsam that hugs her curvy figure, swaying with every step she takes.

The temperament is elegant and refined, simply beautiful.

Huo Beichuan had a cold face and stared at her coldly.

Yang Hao guessed what he was thinking.

The president is angry.

He doesn't want his wife to serve others.

"Mr. Huo, I just checked. Madam is here to work part-time as a waiter." Yang Hao looked at Fu Yichen behind him and reported as quietly as possible.

Fu Yichen realized what was going on and consciously took two steps back.

Yang Hao added: "Do you need me to say hello and dismiss Madam?"

"No," Huo Beichuan raised his hand, "No, that would be unfair to Xiaoyue."

He knew how seriously she lived her life.

She must have worked hard to get this job opportunity.

Her efforts should not be dismissed casually.

However, Huo Beichuan was really unhappy and felt sour.

Those men's eyes have been wandering around Mingyue with greedy eyes.

The middle-aged man sitting at the head of the luxurious dining table tapped his finger on the table, "Beauty, come here and pour me a glass of wine!"

Mingyue was pouring wine for another guest, so she turned around, smiled, and nodded politely.

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment!"

"Come here!" The middle-aged man slapped the table with one hand, arrogantly, "No one dares to make me wait!"

Mingyue trembled with fright and quickly walked to the man's side.

At the same time, Huo Beichuan outside the window pursed his thin lips tightly, clenched his fists, and his eyes revealed murderous intent.

He wanted to rush in immediately and pull Mingyue away, and then give the man who was shouting at her a hard punch.

His wife is also at his disposal!

But he can't. There is no ordinary person coming to the banquet today. It is very likely that someone there has seen him and knows his identity.

It only takes one word to deal with that person.

Huo Beichuan chose to endure it temporarily.

Mingyue picked up the wine flask, filled the man's glass with wine, and said sorry politely.

The man's small eyes glanced at Ming Yue obscenely, his eyes were evil, and he said with a wicked smile: "Don't just apologize, have a drink with brother, and forget about it!"

Mingyue knew that he was teasing her, so she put away her smile and took a step back, "Sorry sir, that's not my scope of service!"

The man didn't expect that she wouldn't buy it.

This is not a slap in the face in public! He is the boss of this table!

His face sank, "Don't be so shameless. I just think you look good. Why are you pretending to be noble? You're not just for sale." He reached out and touched Ming Yue's buttocks, laughing loudly.

The others laughed.

Huo Beichuan's fists clenched loudly. He couldn't care less, he just wanted to rush in and beat that scumbag to death.

Just as he was about to kick open the door, Mingyue suddenly raised the wine bottle in her hand and hit the man on the head.

Crying and yelling: "I'm not for sale, bastard!"

The man immediately covered his head and howled in pain, blood running down his fingers.

Everyone present was stunned.

They have never seen a waiter with such a strong temper.

Mingyue was frightened. She spread her hands and fingers and ran out of the private room in a panic. She didn't even see Huo Beichuan at the door.

Mingyue, who was still in shock, lost her shoes and ran barefoot as hard as she could.

Huo Beichuan chased after him.

Find Mingyue huddled in a ball and crying in a hidden passage.

"Xiaoyue, it's me!" Huo Beichuan walked over, knelt down and hugged her.

Mingyue was frightened, and when she raised her eyes and saw it was him, she dared to cry loudly.

"Beichuan..."

Huo Beichuan held her head and patted her back, "Don't be afraid, it's me, it's me!"

He didn't ask, just held her quietly and coaxed her.

Every time she cried, his heart ached.

After Mingyue became less excited, she didn't wait for Huo Beichuan to speak.

She grabbed his arm first, with a look of horror on her face, "Beichuan, I... hit someone..."

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoyue!" Huo Beichuan calmly tidied her loose hair, "Tell me what's going on?"

Mingyue cried and told Huo Beichuan what had just happened.

Finally he remembered and asked: "By the way, Beichuan, why are you here?"

"I came to Mr. Fu's birthday party with my boss, what about you? Why are you here?" Huo Beichuan asked knowingly.

"Oh, I found a part-time job online. It cost a thousand yuan a day. I thought it was very good, so..." Mingyue just wiped away her tears and started pouting again.

Huo Beichuan wiped her tears and comforted her: "Don't cry! Your makeup is all gone. If you cry again, you will turn into a little cat!"

"What should I do? I beat that person!" Mingyue frowned, with a worried look on her face.

Huo Beichuan said lightly, "It's okay, that person should be beaten! The boss of Banxian Tower is not an unreasonable person, they will investigate it immediately and resolve it properly!"

It's not her who's in trouble.

Mingyue saw hope and opened her eyes wide, "Really? Beichuan, how did you know?"

"I heard from our boss that similar incidents have happened before, and they all resolved them fairly! Besides, I'm here, don't be afraid!"

Huo Beichuan responded flawlessly.

Then, he took Mingyue to a private room and told her to wait for him safely inside.

Mingyue nodded, sat on the couch, and hugged her legs.

Huo Beichuan leaned over and kissed her forehead, turned around and left.

The moment he closed the door, his face suddenly darkened, his eyebrows were lowered, his eyes were sinister and cold, and his whole body released a terrifying murderous aura.

He opened his long legs and entered a private room at the end of the corridor.

Yang Hao and bodyguard captain Nie Yan were already waiting inside.

Pushing open the door, Huo Beichuan raised his legs and crossed the threshold, waved his hands casually, and sat down on the huanghuali armchair.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the tea set on the Huanghuali case, then calmly picked up a cup of tea and took a sip, holding the teacup in his hand.

Beads of sweat broke out on Yang Hao's forehead. He knew his boss.

The calmer it looks on the surface, the more it is a precursor to the coming storm.

"Mr. Huo, it has been found out that the person who violated Mrs. Li is the eldest son of the Liao family in Yangcheng. He has been taken to the next door. Do you want to see him?"

"Get out." Huo Beichuan uttered two words lightly and threw away the teacup in his hand.

The teacup rolled a few times and fell to the carpet.

Yang Hao and Nie Yan were both shocked.

Yang Hao nodded and exited the box.

Huo Beichuan and Nie Yan were the only two people left in the room.

In this case, Nie Yan knew very well that Huo Beichuan was going to give him a special order.

This kind of order will only be given to him, and Yang Hao is only responsible for dealing with things on the surface.

This is also Huo Beichuan's real purpose of spending a lot of money to recruit the bodyguard group headed by him.

They are all top-notch masters with special forces backgrounds, calm, loyal, and prudent in their work.

"Nie Yan, I only want one of his hands, the dirty hand that touched Xiaoyue." Huo Beichuan smoked a cigarette from the cigarette case on the case, smelled it, and threw it away.

Mingyue told him to smoke less.

Nie Yan nodded, "Yes, Mr. Huo, you will see it soon!"

"go out."

Huo Beichuan lowered his eyes, picked up a cup of tea again, drank it in one gulp, and when he held it with his palm, the purple clay tea cup broke into several pieces.

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