There was a "crack" sound.

The spoon was broken, and all the executives looked pale, and their eyes were filled with fear.

He threw the broken spoon onto the table and made a crisp sound: "If I know you have other thoughts, I will let you know the consequences."

The executives looked like earth.

Zhan Beixiao left for three years, and after returning, he became more and more ruthless than three years ago.

Without waiting for the executives to show their loyalty, Zhan Beixiao stood up and left. The noble man merged into the night. The executives behind him seemed to have been drained from their spirits and even said things were not smooth.

Qi Bei followed Zhan Beixiao: "Mr. Zhan, do these senior executives need to deal with it?"

Those who are placed in the next department will not be sincere to them.

“Not for now.”

Zhan Beixiao unbuttoned the buttons on his vest and drank some wine in the evening, and was inexplicably hot.

"You go drive first, I'll blow the wind here."

"yes."

After Qi Bei left, Zhan Beixiao stood in the corridor and looked up at the front.

Excellent vision.

What caught my eye was the atrium square, with lush trees and gentle and tortuous pavilions.

The breeze blew away the wine, Zhan Beixiao tidied up his clothes and turned around and left.

Unexpectedly, a figure crashed into his arms, and the strong smell of alcohol that came to his face made Zhan Beixiao frown: "Who is it?"

Bai Yangyang couldn't stand the glass of strong wine after drinking it.

She found a reason and stumbled out of the box, but never wanted to hit the man's arms.

Bai Yangyang smelled the familiar smell, hugged Zhan Beixiao's waist with his little hand and exerted a little force.

"Battle Beixiao."

She spoke softly, her eyes full of tears: "You are finally back."

Zhan Beixiao looked at Bai Yangyang who was drunk and acted to spread her hands apart, rubbed her eyebrows: "Let go."

Bai Yangyang drank wine and was extremely strong, so he hugged him and refused to let go.

Her stomach hurts.

Brain pain.

My whole body hurts.

Zhan Beixiao saw her face flushed, and expected that she was drunk and unconscious, so he spread his hands towards her.

"Give me your cell phone."

Bai Yangyang was pushed away by him, blinking his eyes, looking at his hands, thinking.

The next second, she leaned over, her chin landed on his hand, her eyes curled up, and she was as bright as the stars: "Zhan Beixiao, you are really good at flirting!"

She had watched a video before, where a boy held a girl's chin, perfectly interpreting what it means to hold it in the palm of his hand.

She didn't expect that Zhan Beixiao also learned this trick.

Zhan Beixiao:...

He just wanted to get his cell phone!

Bai Yangyang was very drunk and couldn't stand steadily. He didn't know why he hugged her waist and refused to let go at all.

Zhan Beixiao rubbed his eyebrows and his brain hurt.

Qi Bei drove the car outside the door, but he had not waited for Zhan Beixiao to come out.

I thought something was wrong, so I walked in to check it out. When I saw the two of them hugging each other, I immediately understood.

"Master Zhan, why don't you send Miss Bai back?"

Zhan Beixiao looked at Qi Bei: "Where does she live?"

"Yue——" Qi Bei subconsciously wanted to tell Bai Yangyang's address, but then he thought about it and sent it back, how to cultivate feelings?

"Mr. Zhan, I haven't checked it yet. Why don't you take it back to the Vietnam Mansion?"

Qi Bei looked at Zhan Beixiao tentatively, and immediately added as the man's face turned darker.

"Master Zhan, Miss Bai has drunk too much. If she throws it here, it will be too dangerous..."

Zhan Beixiao's expression did not change. The next second, he beat Bai Yangyang horizontally and picked him up: "Go back to the Vietnam Mansion."

Qi Bei had an expression that I understood.

Zhan Bei Xiao stuffed Bai Yangyang into the car and then sat in the back seat.

After Qi Bei got on the bus, he raised the baffle consciously, started the black car and headed straight to the Vietnam Mansion.

Bai Yangyang is really drunk.

Lying on the seat, my breathing was slightly rapid, my white face was covered with a bit of drunkenness, and my body curled up into a small shrimp, which was extremely insecure.

Zhan Beixiao rolled down the car window and tried to blow away the alcohol in the car with the air.

The temperature was low at night, and Bai Yangyang was only wearing a thin coat and subconsciously moaned.

"I'm cold when I'm Zhan Beixiao."

She spoke pitifully, clearly closing her eyes, but she seemed to see the grievances in her eyes.

Zhan Bei Xiao's Adam's apple rolled slightly, took off his coat, put it on her, and closed his eyes to rest.

The breathing sound in the rear compartment gradually stabilized, and the smell of alcohol was taken away by the air, but a heat was generated for no reason.

The man reached out and took off his tie, unbuttoned his buttons, and his whole body was shrouded in the moonlight, elegant and noble, making people daunting.

Arrived at the Vietnamese mansion.

Zhan Beixiao walked into the mansion with Bai Yangyang in his arms, and the butler came up to greet him.

Seeing Zhan Beixiao, who was not close to the woman, was holding a woman. The man was still Bai Yangyang, his face changed slightly, and then he said:

"Mr. Zhan, do you need to prepare a slaughter soup?"

The housekeeper followed Zhan Beixiao for many years. He knew about their entanglement and thought they had made up and was very pleased.

"Um."

Zhan Beixiao hugged Bai Yangyang upstairs, his expression as usual.

The butler looked at Qi Bei: "Her Master Zhan and Miss Bai have reconciled?"

"No, Miss Bai has drunk too much." Qi Bei shook his head: "Don't say more, let alone what happened before."

In recent years, Master Zhan has kept silent about the matters in the imperial capital.

He once tentatively mentioned Bai Yangyang's name and was almost thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

The housekeeper understood what he meant: "I understand."

...

Zhan Beixiao put Bai Yangyang in the guest room. She seemed to wake up, smelled the smell on her body, and clamored to take a shower.

Zhan Beixiao stood beside the bed and looked down at her: "Go to the bathroom by yourself."

Bai Yangyang seemed to be awake, sat on the bed, blinked, and saw him standing in front of him, his eyes suddenly turned red.

She didn't say anything.

After a long time, he fell on the bed: "I'm dreaming again."

Zhan Beixiao is back.

But if you don’t like her anymore and don’t even want to speak, how could you be here?

Zhan Beixiao heard her whisper, and his heart seemed to be hit hard, sour and painful.

A knock on the door sounded.

It was the butler who came to deliver the hangover soup.

"Look for two maids."

She was just clamoring to take a shower.

The housekeeper was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Zhan, you forgot that there is no one else in the family except me."

Zhan Beixiao has never liked to serve others.

Apart from the housekeeper, there is only the cook who is responsible for cooking, but the cook does not stay overnight when he goes home at night.

Zhan Beixiao pinched the small bowl, and a little dark snail flashed across: "Okay, let's take a break early."

The housekeeper left.
To be continued...