Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Secretary Zhou raised the temperature silently, thinking to himself, Boss, you have blown the cold wind for such a long time today, so don't catch a cold tomorrow, and you must take care of yourself.

Although when the boss is angry, he is very sad, but if the boss is sick, then he is even more sad, because all the work will be thrown at him.

Secretary Zhou took a look at Liancheng Yazhi at this moment through the rear car mirror. He closed his eyes and his face was indifferent. I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Secretary Zhou gulped down a mouthful of saliva, isn't Ya Shao so scary?

The car drove into the old house of Liancheng's family, Secretary Zhou stopped the car calmly, and said in a low voice, "Young Master Ya has arrived."

Liancheng Yazhi in the back seat didn't seem to be moving, with his eyes closed, Secretary Zhou thought he was falling asleep, and raised his voice slightly: "Young Master Ya, we're here."

He yelled a second time, but Liancheng Yazhi still didn't move. Secretary Zhou felt uneasy now, it's broken, the boss must have been blown up just now and something really went wrong, he hesitated and stretched out his hand, wanting to see Liancheng Yazhi Do you have a fever.

But before his hands touched Liancheng's elegant face, his eyes suddenly opened, the eyes were as dark and deep as three feet of cold pools, the coldness that shot out at that moment made Secretary Zhou feel like his hand would be broken Yes, shivering in pain.

Secretary Zhou swallowed, and withdrew his hand in fear: "Young Master Ya, I... just wanted to wake you up, the old house is here."

Liancheng Yazhi didn't look at him, opened the door, got out of the car, and threw two words to Secretary Zhou: "Come in."

Secretary Zhou hurriedly got out of the car, and when the cold wind blew on his body, Secretary Zhou shivered from the cold. He glanced at Liancheng Yazhi who was striding in the cold wind in front of him in thin clothes. He didn't seem to feel the coldness at all. With a sigh, he hurried to catch up.

Young master Ya, if you are like this, as a subordinate, I will feel distressed!

Secretary Zhou didn't know what happened to Liancheng Yazhi and Yanyan tonight. He thought it must be a night of indulgence, but he didn't expect it to be a night of injury.

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Half an hour later, after drinking the first glass of whiskey, Secretary Zhou finally collapsed magnificently.

When he fell down, he looked at Liancheng Yazhi who was still pouring wine cup after cup, and felt a sense of guilt, Young Master Ya, what are you doing like this, if you are like this, if you don't get sick tomorrow, I will take your last name.

On the second day, when Secretary Zhou woke up, he had a terrible headache. He got up from the bed. The clock on the wall pointed to ten o'clock. Secretary Zhou wailed, and it was already ten o'clock. This was the first time he slept By ten o'clock in the morning, I'm still hungover.

He didn't remember anything after he got drunk last night. Secretary Zhou glanced at the strange room and knew that it must be in the old house of Liancheng. He quickly put on his shoes, opened the door and went out.

As soon as he went out, he saw the housekeeper guarding outside, "Secretary Zhou, Young Master Ya wants to see you."

Soon, when Secretary Zhou saw Liancheng Yazhi lying on the bed with a sickly flush on his face, he couldn't help crying again, Ya Shao, you see that you are finally tossing and falling ill.

This is miserable, he must be a cow and a horse in the next few days, and he will be exhausted like an animal.

Liancheng Yazhi closed her eyes, her voice was seriously hoarse due to illness, and he said, "Take her to see those two women."