Reborn as the little ancestor of the paranoid boss

Chapter 212

Looking down at the black watch on his wrist, Ouyang Huan's thick and beautiful eyebrows furrowed tightly.

It's already [-]:[-] p.m., and Li Zixia, that idiot, hasn't come home yet!
In the past, she would return to the villa at around six o'clock.

It has been several minutes now, and she still hasn't come back!

He is starving to death now.

She didn't know how to come back and cook something for him. Is this oil bottle trying to starve him to death?

Thinking about it, Ouyang Huan became very irritable, raised his slender thigh, and kicked it hard.

With a bang, the leather chair beside the legs was kicked over by Ouyang Huan.

He glared at the chair kicked to the ground by him, then strode towards the door with a gloomy expression.

When going out, Ouyang Huan still didn't forget to close the door heavily.

Ouyang Huan strode down the spacious corridor, and he took out a black mobile phone from his pocket.

I swiped my finger on it, and came to the address book, and my finger paused at the first contact in the address book.

The note of the first contact person is - tow oil bottle.

When seeing these three words, Ouyang Huan's face flashed with impatience.

This idiot, who hasn't come back for so long, is the leg changed by a turtle?Turtles are faster than her!
The more Ouyang Huan thought about it, the more angry he became, and he called her.

However, as soon as he dialed the phone, he heard a cold female voice.

——Sorry, the phone you dialed is turned off, please try again later!

Shut down?

How dare this oil bottle turn off the phone for him? !

Ouyang Huan's eyes suddenly became colder, and there was a suffocating low-key aura around him.

Ten minutes ago, she replied to him in seconds.

No, not to him, it should be said to that wild man named Yichen.

Ouyang Huan was so angry that the veins on his forehead twitched. He tightly held the mobile phone in his hand, and then strode towards the stairs.

……

Ouyang Huan came to the gate of the villa, just opened the door, and saw a slender woman standing at the door with red eyes and nose.

He froze for a moment, and looked down at her who was wearing a skirt and a blazer. Her crystal clear eyes were diverging, looking empty and unable to focus.

His eyes were also red and swollen, which should be the traces of crying.

Perhaps it was because the weather was a bit cold today, and her nose was a little red from the cold wind.

Ouyang Huan was a little surprised, did she cry?

Is it because of that big man named Yi Chen who picks his feet?
Ouyang Huan lowered his eyes in displeasure, his eyes pierced her face like icicles.

Just as Li Zixia was about to open the door, the door was opened.

She paused for a moment, then walked around Ouyang Huan standing in front of her without raising her head, and walked into the villa.

Ouyang Huan's face changed, he was right in front of her, and she didn't even look at him?
Just bypass him and go in without even giving him a look?

Ouyang Huan already had a fire in his heart, but now that she dared to challenge him like this, his anger suddenly became more intense.

"Tuoyouping, are your eyes blind?" She couldn't even see a man with such a sense of presence standing in front of her!
Ouyang Huan roared in displeasure, and subconsciously grabbed her arm with a big hand. Seeing her heartbroken look, he felt furious.

Does she have to look so sad?

(End of this chapter)