As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Bingyu was completely scared.

What, Tang Wanwan is Young Master Yan’s wife?

She is either a girl raised outside, but she is just Mrs. Xiao Zhou!

He...he has a few brains!

In a panic, his knees softened, and he actually knelt straight on the ground, regardless of his injuries, and pleaded desperately: "I really don't know Mr. Yan. If I knew that I would not dare to offend Mrs. Yan if I had given me ten courage."

Zhou Yan replied without saying a word, and looked at him quietly.

Zhao Bingyu's whole body was furrowed.

He knew Mr. Yan’s character.

After a long time, Zhao Bingyu suddenly picked up the fruit knife on the bedside table, bit his teeth, and stabbed him hard on the back of his hand...

Blood surging like a spring.

He actually poked a pair of people.

Zhou Yan returned to her face and remained calm.

Zhao Bingyu had both wounds on his body, and he could still stand in his eyes and say in a slow voice: "Today I offended Mr. Yan. I just thought that I had compensated Mr. Yan for this knife. As for me, Zhao Bingyu, will not appear in H City again, but please let me go."

He spoke in a low voice and earnest manner, but Zhou Yan still felt that it was not enough, "From now on, I don't want to see Mr. Zhao's shadow in the entertainment industry again."

Zhao Bingyu's face was ashes, and he looked at Zhou Yan's return with his head, but for a while he surrendered.

"good."

Zhou Yan returned to take care of him, stood up, and said indifferently: "From tonight, I don't want to see you again, and I won't appear in front of my wife in the future, otherwise..."

He pulled out the fruit knife from the back of Zhao Bingyu's hand, took a white handkerchief and gently wiped it. After wiping, he threw the handkerchief back to Zhao's body, and his tone was even more light: "Otherwise, this would not be the result."

In the ward, Zhao Bingyu fell to the ground in dejection...

Zhou Yan went out of the door, and Producer Wang immediately came up and shouted: "Yan Hui, this is..."

He also heard Lao Zhao's scream.

Zhou Yan walked back to the edge of the aisle and took out a cigarette from his pocket. Producer Wang immediately lit it for him with a wink. Zhou Yan lit the cigarette and took a sip, and raised her eyes to look at the old subordinate who had followed his father for many years.

Production Wang felt a little numb: "Yan Hui, why are you looking at me like this?"

Zhou Yan replied slowly and spit out the smoke rings, "Uncle Wang, you have been with the old man for a while, right?"

"It's been a long time, hehe, I forgot why I followed the old man at that time." Producer Wang shook his head and smiled: "It's also the old man who doesn't dislike me, so he takes me in."

Zhou Yanhui was still smoking slowly, his voice faintly: "I have always respected Uncle Wang very much, so as long as you have done all these foolish things, I will turn a blind eye to you as long as you are harmless."

Producer Wang knows it’s not good.

Zhou Yanhui chuckled again: "Uncle Wang has been showing off his power in the program team for that Ning Nuan. It is not a big deal, but Uncle Wang, you touched the people in my heart. I have to calculate the calculation with you."

The person on the top of your heart?

Producer Wang stammered: "Xiao Tang?"

Zhou Yanhui did not give a positive answer, but said, "Uncle Wang is quite old and is not suitable for the program operation. Please take the pen fee to go home to support your old age."

Producer Wang trembled and said, "Yan Hui, you are so cruel. I am also a person by the old man."

After he said this, Zhou Yanhui's voice was somewhat ruthless: "If you weren't the old man, you would be the same as Zhao now."

Producer Wang couldn't believe it: "Just for a woman, are you killing Uncle Wang's life?"

"She is not a woman, she is my Zhou Yanhui's woman." After Zhou Yanhui said that, he patted the producer Wang's shoulder: "What does the old man say in front of him have any idea, and Uncle Wang also knows my temper."

He left, and Producer Wang was still in a daze.

It took him a while before he rushed into the ward.

Zhao Bingyu saw him coming in, supported himself to get up and gasped: "We are all in the hands of that girl, this girl did it on purpose."

He grinded his teeth: "Who could have thought that she was Mr. Yan's wife?"

He hit the fist hard, "It's so fucking bad luck! Lao Wang, if it weren't for your Ning Nuan instigation, I wouldn't have to take action. Now, I'll spend half my life in the hands of a little girl."

But he thought about it carefully and had no grudges with Tang Wanwan before, so why did that girl design to harm him?

He narrowed his eyes, it was so evil!

Producer Wang only received a accurate letter at this time. He wanted to struggle for a while, but now he didn't even think about struggling.

That girl is actually Young Master Yan’s wife!!!

No wonder Mr. Yan said he would speak carefully in front of the old man?

Production Wang complained in his heart, and he was really hurt by Ning Nuan!

*

Another ward.

Ning Nuan took good care of Ye Chen, holding an apple in his hand and was peeling it.

Ye Chen was very fit and was about to be discharged from the hospital, but he was still leaning lazily against the head of the bed. He looked at Ning Nuan and frowned: "You seem very happy?"

Ning Nuan cut the apple into four petals, forked a small piece to Ye Chen, and said in a gentle voice: "Because I'm angry with you."

Ye Chen ignored the apple and stared at her and asked, "What's the anger?"

So Ning Nuan told the story about the hotel box, especially Tang Wanwan's arm scratched and offended President Zhao in detail. After she said that, she stroked Ye Chen's arm: "Not only will Mr. Zhao not let Tang Wanwan go, but even Mr. Yan will not let her go."

She made another extremely delicate expression: "What a troublesome person."

After finishing his words, his hand was caught.

Ye Chen squinted his eyes: "You encouraged Zhao Bingyu?"

"Yes." Ning Nuan smiled softly: "This Mr. Zhao is not an ordinary person. He likes to torture the little girl the most. Let me tell you, even that Sister Hong doesn't want to let go."

After saying that, Ye Chen had already thrown him away and quickly got out of bed.

Ning Nuan was anxious: "Ye Chen, where are you going?"

Ye Chen put on a casual dress and went downstairs hurriedly. Ning Nuan said behind him: "She is in Young Master Yan's hands now. Do you want to steal people? Ye Chen, do you hate her or care about her now? Do you hope that she will live a life worse than death, or do you want to take her as already?"

Ye Chen's body stiffened.

He slowly turned around and looked at Ning Nuan and said softly: "Even if Tang Wanwan dies, she will die in my hands. Are you satisfied with this answer?"
Chapter completed!