The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

Song Yuanzhe was thinking about this case and always wanted to experience the immersive plot firsthand.

However, it was finally discovered that he didn't even have anyone to keep him company.

Even Wang Yuran didn't answer his call!

Hong Kong

Gu Mingcheng and Gu Ze dragged their tired bodies back to the hotel. At that moment, their postures were no longer as upright as they were at the beginning.

The movements of the two men with families were so synchronized at that moment.

Gu Mingcheng struggled with his cell phone for a long time, but in the end he did not lose face and took the initiative to send a message to Ye Muxue.

When he turned around, Gu Ze on the side did the same.

"What? Something happened to you and your siblings too?"

Gu Mingcheng sneered.

Gu Ze sighed heavily and threw the phone aside. The message reminding Tang Feifei to take vitamins was not sent out after all.

"What about you? Why do you do that!"

Gu Ze was not willing to be outdone.

"I'm afraid that Xiaoxue will come into contact with Mrs. Michelle again."

Gu Mingcheng said without reservation that he could only be so relaxed in front of Gu Ze.

"Are you nervous about something like this?"

Gu Ze frowned subconsciously as if he smelled an unusual smell.

Gu Mingcheng raised his eyes, his Adam's apple rolling up and down.

He and Gu Ze looked at each other but couldn't say a word for a long time!

Gu Ze wasn't there when he attacked Logan at Nuo Pub.

Now...it seems there is no need to let him know.

Three days later, Emperor Star and the Bai family announced the first ten-year plan for the next ten years.

It was also on that day that Bai Xiuxian appropriately announced some family scandals, which was also a disguised response to Mr. Huang's murder.

On the day the brothers returned to Xiangcheng, another plane also slowly landed at the airport...

Emperor Star Technology

Song Yuanzhe strode towards Wang Yuran's office with the quota he finally got.

What caught his eye was the image of her and Lin Junze side by side.

The man took a deep breath, suppressed his dissatisfaction and knocked on the door three times.

At that moment, the original silence around him was broken, and Lin Junze's face even showed a hint of embarrassment.

"You go out first!"

"Yes!"

Wang Yuran handed the things to Lin Junze, who did not forget to bow to Song Yuanzhe before leaving.

"Why did you come without saying anything?"

Wang Yuran twitched the corners of his mouth and stood up.

"I called you before, but you didn't answer."

Song Yuanzhe complained,

"When has it been harder than going to heaven to date you?"

"Stop talking so much."

Wang Yuran said angrily,

"Those two men are either on vacation or on business trips. I finally know why they insist on me staying here to work."

"How about I take you to relax today?"

Song Yuanzhe got off his donkey along the slope.

"Relax? How to relax?"

Wang Yuran looked very interested.

"There's a script store that's been very popular recently. Do you want to go experience it with me?"

As he spoke, Song Yuanzhe showed off his mobile phone in a serious manner.

"Brother, how old are you? Script killing is for children!"

Wang Yuran didn't hide his dislike for the man at all, but his movement of taking the phone was so smooth.

"This topic has become popular recently, and we haven't dated for a long time, so why not take advantage of today to relax and unwind."

Song Yuanzhe's eyes were full of expectation. Before he came, he retrieved some memories related to Wang Yuran in his mind. He didn't realize it until later. But those fragments that should have been constantly updated in his hippocampus were only frozen in On the day of Gu Mingcheng's wedding.

"Then tonight's dinner..."

"I invite you!"

However, within a few moments, the two of them regained their previous tacit understanding, and that feeling filled their hearts involuntarily, causing the love that had been forgotten in the corner to grow again at a speed visible to the naked eye...

immersive theater

Mr. Huang, Bai Xiuxian and other marginal figures gathered together, each holding their own notebook in their hands.

Because of the nature of this game, Wang Yuran relies heavily on Song Yuanzhe, a lawyer.

The background of the entire story was created with reference to the case of Mr. Huang's family being exterminated. Wang Yuran couldn't help but get chills down his back when he thought of that man's tragic situation.

She once complained about the man next to her for a moment, but the situation had already begun and she couldn't bear to leave this room full of people behind.

The details of the entire case are pretty much the same as those reported before, but this direction...

After a few hours, everyone who was exhausted from playing dispersed one by one. Only Song Yuanzhe and Wang Yuran remained where they were.

After several hours of fighting, Wang Yuran felt that his brain cells were almost burned out.

When she turned around, Song Yuanzhe was taking everyone's scripts seriously.

Looking at the man's profile with such a thirst for knowledge, Wang Yuran swallowed back all the words that came to his lips as soon as he opened his mouth.

"There is indeed a problem..."

"What's really wrong?"

Hearing Song Yuanzhe's muttering, Wang Yuran immediately leaned forward.

"I mean there is indeed something wrong with Mr. Huang's case!"

"you......"

Wang Yuran's pupils trembled, and he didn't expect the man's mind to jump so fast!

The two were silent for a long time, until Wang Yuran's stomach made a sound and Song Yuanzhe realized it later.

"Let's eat first."

After saying that, Wang Yuran led him out without waiting for his reaction.

Mid-Levels Villa

When Gu Mingcheng and Gu Ze entered, the appearance of an uninvited guest made Gu Mingcheng panic.

"Mingcheng, are you back?"

Ye Muxue suddenly stood up, not knowing what to say in this scene.

"Why did Mrs. Michelle suddenly..."

"It's not that Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu left in a hurry!"

Mrs. Michelle said meaningfully before Gu Mingcheng finished speaking.

That moment seemed to be frozen.

"Madam has come all the way, why don't you let Gu do his part as a landlord?"

After a while, Gu Mingcheng spoke.

"Then I'm not welcome!"

Mrs. Michelle seemed to be eager for Gu Mingcheng to do this, so she immediately agreed.

Just like that, Gu Mingcheng turned around and walked out without even having time to take off his clothes.

Gu Ze and Ye Muxue on the side both had panic on their faces.

Gu Ze arranged for a table to be set up in the hotel as quickly as possible, and by the time a group of people arrived, a sumptuous meal had already been placed in the private room.

"Mr. Gu's movements are really fast!"

Mrs. Michelle said with a smile,

"I didn't even see how you did it and you already arranged everything!"

"Ma'am, are you praising me?"

Although Gu Mingcheng was smiling, the corners of his mouth were obviously drooping, and the displeasure on his face was clearly visible.

"Of course it's a compliment!"

Mrs. Michelle said without hesitation,

"There are only a handful of people in the world who can do things as quickly and thoughtfully as Mr. Gu."

Gu Ze and Ye Muxue watched helplessly as the two of them were at war with each other, and their first reaction was to run away.

"Stop talking, let's eat something first."

Ye Muxue came out at the right time to smooth things over.

I saw her first serving dishes to Mrs. Michelle, and then serving a bowl of light soup to Gu Mingcheng.

"You must have not eaten well since you have been on a business trip these two days. Drink something to nourish your stomach first."

It was obviously the most common concern between husband and wife, but when he saw Mrs. Michelle, her eyes became very dazzling.

"Isabel is still so attentive!"

Mrs. Michelle turned the gun and said,

"I almost forgot how caring you are."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Muxue's face immediately showed a look of embarrassment, although she couldn't believe that Mrs. Michelle would be like a powder keg just because she refused to help.

But...the person in front of me is indeed venting his anger, right?