My CEO Bai Fumei’s wife

To put it bluntly, Qin Yu spent a lot of time getting Lu Wenrou onto the plane.

Afterwards, he drove his BMW back to Sihai Hotel and opened Yan Mingyu's door. She was still waiting for news about her.

But when he entered, the fair and beautiful wife was leaning on the sofa and already asleep.

But his eyebrows were slightly frowned, which showed that he was not sleeping peacefully.

Qin Yu felt a little distressed, but couldn't bear to wake her up, so he took a blanket and prepared to cover the woman.

"You're back?"

Yan Mingyu was always on high alert, and when she felt something touching her body, she opened her eyes.

Seeing that it was Qin Yu, his slightly tense body relaxed.

"Well, it failed. Miyamoto's sword is not that strong. The four of us worked together to achieve a tie!"

After Qin Yu finished speaking, he took a few pieces of paper from the coffee table and handed them to Yan Mingyu.

"what?"

Yan Mingyu blinked doubtfully.

"saliva."

Qin Yu pointed at some water stains on Yan Mingyu's smooth face.

It turned out that she was drooling while sleeping.

"what!"

Yan Mingyu suddenly blushed with embarrassment, and hurried into the bathroom without taking the tissue. Qin Yu saw how embarrassed she was.

After a few minutes, Yan Mingyu walked out of the bathroom.

His face was red and he looked a little ashamed.

"Then what do we do now?"

Yan Mingyu glanced at Qin Yu and asked through gritted teeth.

"Two options. One is to fight Miyamoto to the death. He is powerful, but he should not be able to withstand the tactics of a large crowd. Let's use all the strength of the Sihai Group to deal with him alone. The other is to run away to Miao territory. Miao Xian'er and I am considered a friend, and we have a good relationship. Even if Miyamoto dares to go to Miao territory, their poison is not a vegetarian!"

Qin Yu was very pleased to see this fair and beautiful wife asking for his opinion like a young woman.

You know, she has always been aloof in the company, saying exactly what she said, acting vigorously and resolutely, and not listening to anyone's opinions.

"Going to Miaojiang is equivalent to handing over the Sihai Group to others. This is my grandfather's lifelong effort. I don't have this right."

Yan Mingyu shook his head and said.

"Then let's fight to the death. Our head office and branches have a total of at least twenty A-level security guards. Plus ordinary security guards, there are at least two hundred people. They should be able to deal with Miyamoto with a single blow!"

Qin Yu saw that Yan Mingyu was unwilling to go to Miao territory, so he didn't force it.

He also knew in his heart that leaving would be equivalent to giving up the company to Liu Nanyan, and it would be difficult to return to Donghai in the future.

"No one from the Wu Meng can deal with Miyamoto's sword. Let the company's security guards come in. Even if they can kill him, I'm afraid the casualties will be huge."

Yan Mingyu showed a hesitant look.

". Then think of another way!"

Qin Yu and Yan Mingyu have been getting along day and night for more than half a year, and they know that this Bai Fumei wife is cold and inhumane on the surface, but she is still very soft and kind in her heart, and she does not want her employees to die in vain because of her own personal affairs.

"Well, you're tired too, let's rest!"

Yan Mingyu said naturally.

"Okay, you sleep on the bed and I sleep on the sofa!"

This was not the first time that he and Yan Mingyu were in the same room, and Qin Yu was somewhat used to it.

"Otherwise? I'll leave half a bed for you. Do you dare to sleep on it?"

Yan Mingyu raised her eyebrows with a hint of provocation.

She was always a little resentful in her heart. Qin Yu didn't want to recognize her as his wife openly, so she simply tried to "seduce" him.

"Well, it's good to sleep on the sofa!"

Qin Yu scratched his head in disbelief.

"Humph"

Yan Mingyu snorted coldly, walked to the bed and lay down on it, with her back to Qin Yu, leaving her with a concave and dreamy back.

Why.

Qin Yu secretly sighed. At present, he had not figured out a way to solve the matter of Miyamoto's sword, so he could only temporarily not think about the affairs between himself, Miao Xian'er and Yan Mingyu.

Entered the bathroom, took a shower, lay on the sofa wearing big underwear and fell asleep.

at this time.

In the business class flight from the East China Sea to the capital, Yuan Shifei exchanged WeChat messages with a beautiful flight attendant, and then he smiled and said to Feng Wudao next to him: "Senior Feng, there are so many people in the Wuma League, but you are the most particular, so you sent me back specially. Capital City!”

"hehe."

Feng Wudao smiled slightly, and after a few seconds, he asked: "Young Master Yuan, do you see any problems with Qin Yu?"

"Problem? No!"

Yuan Shifei was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, and then slapped his mouth again: "Tsk tsk, his beautiful boss is pretty good, with a pretty face and a good figure, especially those long legs."

"Uh"

Feng Wudao's face was full of black lines, and he couldn't help complaining in his heart: No wonder you are such a bad expert at transforming energy, and your emotions are all about women. If you didn't have an uncle who is the leader of the alliance as a backer, you wouldn't be able to survive in the martial alliance.

"It's a pity that if you have a husband, you must have stopped being a virgin long ago. Otherwise, I would have to bring her here to play with!"

There was a hint of regret in Yuan Shifei's tone.

"Haha, Mr. Yuan, it's better for you to be young and full of energy. I'm over fifty and I really have no interest in women anymore. I just want to improve myself and live a few more years!"

Feng Wudao said with a wry smile.

"Hey, you mean, Qin Yu has a problem? What problem?"

Yuan Shifei finally reacted and couldn't help turning his head to look at Feng Wudao and asked.

"The kung fu he practices has traces of ancient martial arts and military forces. It is obviously a type of horizontal kung fu. However, I can faintly feel from him that there are signs of energy flow. He has not even transformed his energy. , but the energy is so full. The only possibility is that he has cultivated the top inner Jianghu mind method, but it has only been short-lived and has not yet formed a climate!"

After all, Feng Wudao is a master of half-step pill-holding. He has studied martial arts all his life. His vision is still very vicious. He can actually tell that Qin Yu has just been exposed to the inner martial arts.

"The top mental method in the inner world is the Shen Zhao Jing. What do you mean?"

Yuan Shifei's eyes widened and he looked at Feng Wudao without blinking, obviously shocked.

Shen Zhao Jing!

That was the top mental method that even his uncle dreamed of!

"So, I have another purpose in going to the capital, which is to talk to your uncle in person. If Qin Yu practices Shen Zhao Jing, then he must have an extraordinary relationship with the traitor back then!"

Feng Wudao narrowed his eyes and said.

"If this is really the case, Senior Feng, you have made a great contribution!"

Yuan Shifei patted Feng Wudao on the shoulder and said.

"However, this is also my speculation. Whether the truth of the matter is like this still needs to be investigated clearly. If Qin Yu really practices Shen Zhao Sutra, then there is hope for us old guys to break through Baodan!"

Feng Wudao's eyes flashed with a somewhat fiery look.

There is no one who practices martial arts who doesn’t want to advance further in his cultivation.

Especially at his age, further cultivation means better health and longer life, and he can live ten or eight more years.