The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 103 The Last Sick Petite Slave (33)

Aiyun base conference room.

The high-ranking executives were having a meeting, and Yun Yuan was sitting in the boss seat, listening absently to their quarrel.

On both sides of Yunyuan, there are six muscular men.

The muscular man of the fire element and the muscular man of the water element were separated by Yun Yuan, and they sat on one side, but the distance could not be an obstacle between the two at all. Even if they were separated by the conference table, Brother Huo and Brother Shui still flirted with each other.

"Is there anything wrong with my proposal?"

"Your proposal is not as good as mine, Boss Joe, you should listen to me."

"Listen to you? Who do you think you are? Boss Joe, you should accept mine."

"Old Huo, do you think mine is better or his?"

The fire-type muscular man who pouted with the water-type muscular man was suddenly named, and his mouth was so frightened that he immediately pursed his lips.

The muscular man with the fire element stood up and said with a serious face, "Stop arguing, and listen to what Shui Shui has to say."

Everyone was disgusted by the name of the muscular man of the fire element to the muscular man of the water element.

At this time, the muscular man of the water type stood up, and said coyly: "Everyone supports Brother Huo, so you can do whatever Brother Huo says."

Seeing that these two people could not give any opinions at all, the two parties quarreled again.

Raising his hand to look at his watch, he found that Che Youlu was late, Yun Yuan slapped the table.

The whole place was silent.

There was no expression on Yun Yuan's face, he looked at the door of the meeting room with cold eyes, and stood up slowly.

Just when the pointer pointed to the number twelve with one second left, the door of the conference room opened.

The man was wearing an army green coat and stood awe-inspiringly at the door.

"You are one minute late." Yun Yuan sat down.

The eyes just stayed on Che Youlu's body for a second and then moved away.

The other high-ranking officials silently left the meeting room when they saw the strong and resolute but charming leader.

"Sister." Che Youlu's deep voice sounded in the empty conference room.

Yun Yuan raised his eyes, staring at the travel-worn man.In a trance, she vaguely saw the shadow of Che Youlu back then. The boy blocked all the zombie attacks for her with his thin body and then fainted in her arms. There was also the tension and anxiety of the boy when he hugged someone for the first time. Looking at the bright starlight hidden in her eyes...

Her boy had grown into what he wanted.

Her teenager became who he wanted to be.

She is no longer that soft and bullied little slave.

Che Youlu put a large bag of crystal nuclei on the conference table, just like the boy who hacked up zombies and collected a few crystal nuclei before presenting treasures to Yunyuan.

Yun Yuan smiled for the first time today.

"Welcome home."

Che Youlu nodded, his voice was low and hoarse, and he asked cautiously: "Sister, I have a heartfelt favor."

"Say."

Che Youlu shook his head, "I can't talk about it now, I'll talk to you later in the evening, can I?"

No matter how many years, her little slave always asked her every opinion and request in a questioning tone.

"it is good."

The beautiful eyebrows and eyes are stretched, and the gentle smile is shining brightly.

No matter how cruel he declared, in front of her, he put away all his minions and only showed his soft side.

Che Youlu is looking forward to this merciless request.

He rejected the country's invitation, and rejected the retention of countless people, just to hurry back.

But he was still 1 minute late, and he was a little sad because he lost another 1 minute of time with Yun Yuan.

Today is the tenth anniversary of meeting Yun Yuan.

Ten years ago today, Yun Yuan saved him, and it has taken root in his heart ever since.

In the evening, he wanted to grow the seedling in his heart that he had cultivated for ten years to thrive.

(End of this chapter)