Chen Jiaying was not an idiot, and now she realized that Huo Beichuan wanted to deal with her when he saw her.

His wife? Coffee? Apology?

Chen Jiaying contacted her one after another, and her face turned pale with fright.

He raised his head and trembled, "Then...that girl is your wife? How is this possible?"

She looked at Huo Beichuan's gloomy and cold eyes and kept explaining, "I, I don't know! Huo, Mr. Huo, I was wrong... I am willing to apologize to Mrs. Huo, I drink... I drink coffee..."

"Okay, let's get started!" Huo Beichuan tapped his index finger on the table twice.

The door opened, and Yang Hao was pushing a dining cart with two floors, neatly arranged with cups of coffee.

Chen Jiaying turned around and immediately collapsed on the ground.

Thinking that after drinking this coffee, she could save the Chen family business, she slowly got up and walked over.

I picked up a cup of coffee and drank it all in one gulp. After drinking three cups in a row, I couldn't drink it anymore and kept coughing.

"What? Miss Chen, my imported coffee doesn't taste good? You told my wife not to drink it cold. The hundred cups here are all iced. Drink it! I will let the Chen family go." Huo Beichuan's tone was casual. There is a huge sense of oppression in it.

"I drink...Mr. Huo..." Chen Jiaying cried and muttered, and had to pick up the coffee and continue drinking.

When she drank the tenth glass, Chen Jiaying began to feel sick, but she did not dare to beg for mercy.

She had heard about Huo Beichuan's ruthless tactics, decisive killing, and ruthless behavior.

Huo Feng's shout suddenly came from outside the door, "Jiaying, don't be afraid, I'm Thirteen here, let's see who dares to embarrass you?"

The door was kicked open, and Huo Feng came in with raised eyebrows, "Brother..."

"Get out! I'm only going to say it once!" Huo Beichuan raised his eyes and said calmly.

Huo Feng was startled by the powerful murderous aura coming towards him, and then looked at Chen Jiaying, who was drinking coffee with a pained look on her face.

He stiffened his neck and said, "No, I want to protect my woman..."

Yang Hao hurried over and dragged him out, closed the door, and held down Huo Feng, who was still rushing in to rescue the beauty. "Thirteenth Young Master, listen to my advice. Mr. Huo is angry. If you go against him, you will only do harm." Miss Chen and the Chen family. Just wait until he gets angry."

"His wife can't be messed with by others, so he can mess with my woman? Why? Why? Why is he the head of the Huo family? I don't accept it!" Huo Feng got emotional and howled loudly.

"Thirteenth Young Master, calm down. Miss Chen really went too far this time. The words she said were so unpleasant, and she almost hit the wife. I don't blame Mr. Huo for getting angry. No man can tolerate his wife being bullied, let alone Mr. Huo. You still care about Madam so much.”

Yang Hao's words failed to calm Huo Feng down, and he kept yelling into the conference room.

"Brother, you lied to your wife and pretended to be poor, causing her to come out and be upset. Who is to blame? Just wait, I will call your wife and say that you are a big liar! I'm afraid she wants your money and pretends to be poor! "

Huo Beichuan in the conference room heard it clearly, his face became more and more ugly, and his body had more murderous intent.

"Let him get out!" he said coldly.

Yang Hao let go of Huo Feng, who rushed into the conference room angrily.

Seeing Jiaying vomiting into the trash can while drinking, she rushed towards her distressedly and hugged her, "Jiaying, if you can't drink, don't drink. We are not afraid of him!"

"Really? That's up to you." Huo Beichuan glanced at her and said calmly.

"I drink...Mr. Huo, I drink..." Chen Jiaying is not stupid. Huo Feng's status in the Huo family and Changkong Group is far different from Huo Beichuan.

He couldn't protect her, let alone the Chen family.

Huo Feng naturally knew how much he weighed, and if he vented his anger, he would not be able to defeat Huo Beichuan.

With a grimace, "Jiaying, don't be afraid, I'll help you drink it!"

Huo Feng drank one cup at a time and drank more than twenty cups in one breath.

Chen Jiaying had vomited into a mess, and the makeup on her face looked a little scary.

He continued to drink while holding his stomach.

Huo Beichuan looked at Huo Feng and Chen Jiaying coldly, threw away the lighter in his hand, "Call my wife and apologize."

"Oh, okay, I'll fight, I'll fight... I'll fight now!"

Chen Jiaying wiped her face and took out her mobile phone.

Huo Feng quickly turned on his phone and helped her dial Mingyue's number.

"Hello, I'm Mingyue, who are you?"

Mingyue's pleasant voice came over the phone, and Huo Beichuan's eyes instantly softened.

"I, I am Chen Jiaying, Huo Fu, no, Miss Ming, I was wrong today, I shouldn't embarrass you!"

Chen Jiaying now understood that Mingyue didn't know Huo Beichuan's identity, so she was extra careful about what she said.

"Are you apologizing to me? Did you take the wrong medicine? Do you still want to quarrel?" Mingyue said fiercely.

Huo Beichuan's mouth curved.

"No, Miss Ming, I was really wrong. Last time we were in the Exorcist Tower, I had a bad mouth. Don't be as knowledgeable as me!"

Chen Jiaying said while peeking at Huo Beichuan's face.

The look in his eyes was completely different from the way he looked at her just now.

"Forget it, no matter if you were possessed or not and suddenly apologized, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you. I'm just cooking and waiting for my husband to come back!"

Mingyue hangs up the phone.

Huo Beichuan here was very happy. She finally admitted that he was her husband.

Chen Jiaying put down her phone and consciously picked up her coffee and continued drinking.

"Here comes someone." Huo Beichuan raised his hand and looked at his watch. Just now Mingyue said she was waiting for him to eat.

Yang Hao came in and said, "Mr. Huo, please give me your orders!"

Huo Beichuan stood up, buttoned up his suit buttons and cufflinks, and ordered as he walked, "Watch her finish drinking. Don't leave any one glass. If she is injured or disabled, or dies, I will pay for the medical expenses and funeral expenses."

When Huo Feng heard the fire, he jumped up again and followed him into the CEO's office.

Putting his hands on his hips, he blocked the door of the office and shouted, "Brother, are you done? My wife has apologized to your wife and you still won't forgive me. Are you sick?"

"I'm sick? What kind of woman is she worthy of you messing with me?" Huo Beichuan sat on the boss's chair and looked at Huo Feng with disgust.

"Then what kind of woman is your wife worthy of your protection? Huh?"

"Go away! If you dare to say anything about Xiaoyue again, try it!" Huo Beichuan's face turned cold.

Huo Feng's eyes turned red due to the quarrel, and he ignored it, "I still want to say that your wife is a rural girl. It doesn't matter what she wants! She just took advantage of her youth and beauty to crawl into your bed. You are just obsessed with her body. , It smells good now, I will have enough sleep by then, I will be tired of sleeping..."

"roll!"

"boom--"

Huo Beichuan stood up and walked over, punched Huo Feng hard and knocked him down on the carpet.

Pointing at him, gritting his back molars, "I'm warning you again! Xiaoyue is my wife. It's not your turn to tell her what to do. If you dare to say anything bad about her again, don't blame me for not caring about brotherhood. In the Huo family , whoever dares to go against Xiaoyue is going against me! As long as I am around, Xiaoyue will be the most important person in the Huo family!"

Huo Feng was frightened by Huo Beichuan's determination and tone, and lowered his head and did not dare to shout again. I started to regret a little bit for speaking so rudely.

Huo Beichuan opened his desk drawer, took out a stack of documents and threw it at Huo Feng's face.

"I've always known about the shit you did."

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