His wet eyes were so bright, and his face looked aggrieved. He was filled with anger but couldn't express it at all, and even the strength he used to strike was unconsciously much lighter.

Lanshan is a "little person" who bullies the weak and fears the strong.

If you get the chance to have room and board tomorrow night, you won't let it go.

It was obvious that someone's aura was weakening, so he bit his nails and complained in a low voice with a thick nasal voice, as if he was extremely aggrieved:

"Tomorrow night...it's all your fault if you yell at me. Why did you push me last night...If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be in such pain."

Even if you don't apologize, you actually yelled at me, tomorrow night, I hate you."

The young master was speechless, "..."

Ming Ye sighed and stood up to go to the bathroom. The smell of safflower oil on my hands was washed several times with hand sanitizer before it was so pungent.

But the delicate and smooth feeling on the skin cannot be washed away.

After coming out, he leaned against the door frame and looked at Lan Shan secretly, and saw that she was sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding her chin with one hand, her dark eyes, and her sloppy movements, and she didn't know what she was paying attention to.

"Are you done crying?"

Lanshan stared at him angrily and said confidently: "I'm hungry..."

Ming Ye evoked a joking smile: "You can still cry for such a long time after being hungry all night."

"You are really not gentle at all. Your wife will be very pitiful in the future."

"..."

Ming Ye gave Lanshan a needless look and went downstairs. Within three minutes, the maid brought breakfast to her bedside.

Chu Qiao felt that Mr. Ye was in a bad mood today.

At least since the beginning of his work, no less than ten managers and supervisors have come out of his office desperately wiping away cold sweat, their legs trembling.

And the hot little secretary who had had two nights with the young master a long time ago ran out of the room disheveled and crying.

Chu Qiao thought that today was probably a very difficult day, but soon it was his turn.

"Who did she meet when she went out yesterday? Who hit her with the injury on her leg?"

"Sir, who are you referring to?"

"..."[
Chapter completed!