Paranoid cold master's treasure

Chapter 147
The conference room, which was originally full of discussions, suddenly fell silent.

Everyone present gasped.

How fierce their own boss's temper is, how cold his face is, and how ruthless and severe his methods are, these are all recognized, and they all wish that they don't even have the courage to look at their own boss.

But the woman on the other side of the phone dared to call her own boss by his name!
It's just... courageous!

Song Zehan's face turned darker in an instant.

Looking at the breakfast served by Fu Disheng, and the angry little woman on the other side of the screen, I suddenly wanted to throw the breakfast and Fu Disheng out together.

Fu Disheng lowered his head, racking his brains to think of reasons to excuse himself.

Before he could think about it, his wife's reprimand came from the loudspeaker.

"Song Zehan, you promised me to eat well? What about the food? Did it go into the dog's stomach?"

Song Zehan: "..."

"Drink coffee on an empty stomach without eating breakfast. Your stomach doesn't want it anymore? Or do you think your stomach is made of iron? No matter how much you toss it, it won't break? You really think you are a robot. Drink a cup of coffee as a charge. Is it working?"

Song Zehan: "..."

"It really pissed me off." Thinking of the man who took care of her in every possible way, once out of her sight, he only cared about his work and ignored his health, Ruan Shiyan became very angry.

And when he got angry, this little mouth couldn't stop like a machine gun, "How dare you let Fu Disheng lie to me with pictures, I will settle the debt with you when you come back!"

Song Zehan: "..."

"Also, let me tell you, in my dictionary, there is only death together, not widowhood, you can figure it out yourself."

Song Zehan: "..."

"If you dare to make me a widow, I won't let you go even if I chase you to hell!"

Song Zehan's temples were throbbing with pain.

It's just a breakfast, but the little ancestor of his family has already involved the matter to the point of sharing life and death.

Alas, this level of thinking jump... really deserves to belong to his family.

Song Zehan casually pulled a piece of paper from the side, holding the pen with his knuckle fingers, and quickly formed a sentence in the blank space with ink-colored lines.

Song Zehan: 【Don't worry, I won't give you the chance to clean up the mess. 】

Ruan Shiyan: "???"

Song Zehan: [You are so troublesome, isn't it enough to harm me? 】

Ruan Shiyan: "Song, Ze, and Han!"

Ruan Shiyan was so angry at Song Zehan's poisonous tongue.

But before he could speak, his temper was temporarily suppressed by his rhetorical question.

Song Zehan: [Okay, tell me, what do I need to do to calm you down? 】

Seeing someone's brows and eyes softened, Ruan Shiyan knew that he was willing to compromise.

"It's very simple. From now on, you have to videotape me every meal, and I have the right to supervise your meals!"

Song Zehan: "..."

"If you try to fool me again, I... I won't eat anymore!"

A helpless sigh overflowed from Song Zehan's throat.

A certain little woman's courage is really getting bigger and bigger.

I haven't taken care of myself, but I want to supervise him.

Song Zehan: [I can agree, but the premise is that you also let me supervise the video while eating. 】

"Okay..." At least Song Zehan can eat obediently, "I promise you, is it time for you to show your sincerity?"

Song Zehan's eyes wandered over Ruan Shiyan and the food, but he nodded slightly.

Ruan Shiyan smiled again when she saw Song Zehan eating her breakfast in one bite.

"Okay, you can continue to work, hang up."

After speaking, she decisively turned off the video.

Xiao Xing watched in a daze, and couldn't help giving Ruan Shiyan a thumbs up.

"Yan Ye is mighty, Yan Ye is domineering, Yan Ye is really a man..."

Ruan Shiyan: "???"

(End of this chapter)