Chapter 1557 Is it Chu Yixiu?

Yan Yiren stared at the ceiling in a daze, as if she didn't hear him, let alone see him.

A person, immersed in his own thoughts.

The surroundings turned into nothingness.

Young Master Chu was struck by a burst of helplessness, and he felt very tired. Before the antidote was found, he had to endure her capriciousness.

A heart is always hanging high, restless.

"Yi Ren, why are you going to the basement? What do you want to do?"

Don't think about it, it must be Chu Yixiu!
It was he who wished to take Chu Wenhuo to the villa, avoid their sight, and wait for Yan Yiren to take the initiative to send him to the door.

It was also him who sent Chu Wenhuo back to the presidential palace for no reason, and now, he instigated Yan Yiren to take him to the basement.

Liu Jing was imprisoned in the basement, and the purpose of going to the basement was self-evident.

At Yan Yiren's place, he couldn't get an answer, so Young Master Chu got up angrily and left.

The door opened with a bang, and Chu Wenhuo outside the door was shocked.

He looked at Young Master Chu in astonishment, his hands gripped the corners of his clothes nervously and anxiously, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to meet his cold eyes: "...Uncle, Uncle."

Young Master Chu closed the bedroom door behind his back, lowered his head, looked at him coldly, and said expressionlessly, "Come with me."

The man stretched his long legs and walked quickly to the study.

After Chu Wenhuo reacted, he staggered and ran to follow.

Pushing open the study door, Young Master Chu walked heavily, sat down on the executive chair, took out a cigarette, bowed his head and lit it.

Chu Wenhuo stood in front of the desk, in a daze, not daring to speak.

Chen Ce came up soon, knocked on the door symbolically, and walked forward: "Master, the young lady did not let Liu Jing go. However, Liu Jing seemed to have said something to the young lady, and the guard rushed in." At that time, the young lady was already unconscious."

Bang!
The man's broad palms were clenched into fists, and he punched the table angrily.

Chen Ce glanced at Chu Wenhuo sympathetically.

Chu Wenhuo's body was trembling all the time, and Young Master Chu's voice was as cold as ice: "Chu Wenhuo, do you know what you are doing?"

"I'm sorry, Uncle..." Chu Wenhuo trembled, tears streaming down his fair face.

"I'm sorry? Can a word of sorry make it up?!" Young Master Chu stood up furiously, staring at him with red eyes.

As soon as Chu Wenhuo looked up, he saw his gloomy expression and cried out in fright: "I'm sorry uncle, Wenhuo was wrong, hit me."

Young Master Chu gritted his teeth and tried his best to hold back, restraining his urge not to snap his neck.

After a long time, he exhaled a long smoke ring, "You should really be glad that you are the seed of the Chu family."

Otherwise, what happened today, he would not regret dying a hundred times!

"Master, calm down, your body is important." Chen Ce poured a glass of water and put it on the table.

Young Master Chu picked it up casually and took two mouthfuls. His fierce eyes locked on the panicked Chu Wenhuo for a moment: "Say, who told you to do this."

Chu Wenhuo shook his head and lowered his head.

He can't say, he dare not say...

"Is it Chu Yixiu?"

Chu Wenhuo trembled again.

Obviously, he is afraid of the word Chu Yixiu.

Or, he guessed right, so Chu Wenhuo panicked, fearing that things would expose him and be punished.

"Don't tell me?" Young Master Chu stepped forward, picked him up roughly, and lifted him in the air.

The neckline was strangled, and it became difficult to breathe.

(End of this chapter)

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