Di Shao snatches a kiss in the middle of the night: arresting his ex-wife

A sly ruthless light flashed across her eyes.

Gritting her teeth, she saw that there was no one in all directions...

With a "snap", the bento box was put on the ground again.

Since she can't beat up Mufan, and step on his lunch box gracefully, it's okay, right? !

Just thinking about him eating the food she stepped on made her feel... so cool! ! ! !

So, the next scene is:

"Admiration Fan, you stinky king, bastard, you actually asked me to give you a bento box, now, you eat it for me!!!"

"I stomped on your bento box, stomped on your pig food, and trampled on your food until it was full of stinky beriberi!!!"

"I told you to eat!!!"

"I stepped on..."

"Tamp down all your good luck, and trample out all your bad luck."

"I stepped on..."

"I've trampled on you for eighteen lifetimes. I trampled on you to death. I trampled on you. You'll never recover. I trampled on you so that even drinking water would get stuck between your teeth..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"Bastard, bastard!!! Step on you, step on you, step on..."

"Step on your pig's head, step on your pig's face, step on your pig's nose..."

"I make you proud, make you feel bad, and make you bully me..."

"Now you have the ability to bully me!!!"

"Hmph, if you bully me again, I'll spit in your bento..."

However, just as Mu Wanqing was stepping on hot, blood, boiling, hot, passionate, high, high, the door of the conference room at the end of the corridor was suddenly opened.

The executives of mb were just about to walk out of the office, following behind Yang Mufan.

Sirius asked: "President, nearly an hour has passed for lunch, I'll call and order for you..."

The other staff also wanted to be the first to invite Admiral Fan to dinner.

But Yang Mufan saw Mu Wanqing, who was twenty meters away, standing at the door of his office, leaning on the wall, stepping on something angrily.

He frowned, and cast a look at the person behind him.

When everyone saw it, they immediately understood and shut up.

He stepped forward.

As the distance drew closer, he could clearly hear Mu Wanqing gnashing her teeth and shouting:

"Xiang Fan, I told you to eat bento, I told you to eat!!"

"Ahhh, I stomped you to death, trampled you flat, I trampled you... bastard, bastard, I curse you to die—"

"I want to step on you, step on you, step on you..."

"Eating the food I stepped on must be very delicious, right?! Hahahaha..."

Just when she was stepping on it with joy——

"It's so boring to step on a bento box to vent your anger. People are standing behind you. Come... I'm in a good mood today. I will lend you a hundred courage to step on me!!"

Suddenly, an extremely magnetic and mellow male voice sounded slowly and lowly in the corridor.

The moment Mu Wanqing heard Yang Mifan's voice, her hair stood on end in fright.

She turned around abruptly in horror.

One can see it at a glance: dressed in a handsome formal attire, handsome and charming, with an aura of awe, admired Fan, standing behind her at some point, condescending and staring at her coldly with no expression on his face.

Being stared at by his sharp eyes made her feel uncomfortable, her scalp was numb, and Mu Wanqing's legs were so weak that she couldn't stand still.

Subconsciously, she reached out to support the wall.

I was so annoyed and remorseful that I wanted to hit the wall: why did she memorize it like this.

Such a vile thing as stepping on his lunch box was actually caught by him. %>_<%