Pampered wife in her arms: President, spoiled

Chapter 483 Seems like a well-intentioned reminder, but in fact every sentence is punishing
Just when they were about to enter the room, suddenly a figure rushed over to block them, "Wait...wait a minute."

It was Wen Lang, and the two people in front of them frowned at the same time.

Wen Lang stopped them, looked closely at Huo Ziyan's handsome face without any blemish, his heart was beating non-stop.

Just meeting the fierce eyes he was looking at him at the moment, feeling his entire back was soaked in sweat, but he still said boldly,

"My sister said, I don't want to talk to you now!"

Mu Baoman was so frightened by Wen Lang's actions that he ran over and grabbed her, "Lang Lang!"

He wanted to pull her away, but Wen Lang stood there motionless as if he had been stubborn like a weight.

Huo Ziyan narrowed his eyes and looked at her, heh, some people seem to have no redeeming qualities, but they are quite courageous.

I wanted to just get the hell out of here, but I was somewhat concerned about the fact that Uncle Wen's ward was next to me.

The corner of his lips curled contemptuously, the voice was not very loud, but the voice could still be clearly transmitted to every corner of the living room,
"What are you, you still want to take care of my business!"

Wen Lang's face turned extremely ugly in an instant, and she was not without fear in making such a move.

Especially in the face of Huo Ziyan's frightening face, most people need a strong heart and the ability to withstand pressure. She has never had such an experience in the first 18 years of her life, but even so, Mandala's The flowers of temptation still covered her whole body.

Not knowing who she was competing with, she still stood at the door without giving in.

"I don't dare to take care of your affairs, but my sister said she didn't want to, and everyone here can hear it."

Huo Ziyan just smiled contemptuously, Feng Zhe who was behind had already stepped forward, reached out his hand to stop Wen Lang, pushed her aside unceremoniously, and respectfully gave the passage to President Huo and Wen Qing.

Wen Lang seemed to be ignited with a long-simmering anger all of a sudden, especially when she thought that what she mustered up the courage to face was a person who in her eyes was too lofty and inviolable.

She could see Huo Ziyan's dislike for her, but compared to repeated neglect, dislike is another effective interaction.

She thought that Huo Ziyan might scold her, threaten her, or even push her away, but she never expected that such an inferior character would push herself away from Huo Ziyan without saying a word.

And that noble man who had always been aloof and looked down on all sentient beings didn't even want to look at her sideways, so he walked in with Wen Qing in his arms.

"Why do you push me away? It's because Mr. Huo is powerful and powerful, so a servant like you can dominate. I'm also Wen Qing's younger sister and her family. What kind of status are you!"

Huo Ziyan and Wen Qing had already closed the door of the room.

When the people who were still in the living room heard this sentence, all of them changed their faces.

Tan Yi walked over quietly. He is Huo Ziyan's assistant. If there is the biggest difference between him and his boss on the surface, it is how cold Huo Ziyan's face looks. how warm.

Probably for the sake of his boss's image to the outside world, he always had a three-point smile when talking to people, but at this time he also turned cold, and his seemingly friendly reminders were actually stern.

(End of this chapter)