One child with three cute babies, the father is more fierce than the doting wife!

Chapter 192 The Little Sheep Delivered to Your Door

Nan Lichuan didn't expect Chu Yuwei to be so direct, and she blushed and choked for a while.

"Nan Lichuan, I'm joking with you, don't be nervous."

Chu Yuwei teased him.

Nan Lichuan had a serious face, "It's not funny at all."

"By the way, do you know that man?" Nan Lichuan changed the subject.

The "he" in his mouth refers to Huang Zhuoran.

Chu Yuwei's smile restrained, and she readily admitted: "I know."

Nan Lichuan is such a shrewd person, lying to him is tantamount to self-reporting.

There is no need for Chu Yuwei to deceive Nan Lichuan for a dying person.

"Nan Lichuan, that person is not a good person. He wants to curry favor with you for profit. You'd better stay away from him."

She didn't deal with Nan Lichuan, but she knew that Nan Lichuan was a good person, and she didn't want Nan Lichuan to get involved with that villain whose hands were stained with a lot of blood.

In the impression of Chu Yuwei, no matter what emergencies she encounters, she always looks calm and calm, planning strategies.

It was the first time he saw Chu Yuwei's out of control, Chu Yuwei's undisguised hatred, what he wondered was what kind of deep hatred Chu Yuwei had with that man?
"Judging from his face, he is indeed not a good person. Thank you Miss Chu for your reminder, but I also hope that you can let go of the hatred in your heart, because garbage is not worth it."

Nan Lichuan was advising Chu Yuwei.

Xie Mengqi raised the corner of her mouth, "Okay."

Because the hatred is over in an instant.

In a garden outside the clubhouse, Huang Zhuoran walked out with his female companion with a sullen face.

Zhu Qingqing who had been guarding the corner encouraged Xie Sirong.

"Xie Sirong, take advantage of this moment, and quickly serve the woman the drink with added ingredients. Hurry up, if you miss this opportunity, you will never be able to catch a rich man."

Zhu Qingqing wished to quickly send Xie Sirong, a vain little bitch, into Huang Zhuoran's hands, to torture him severely.

Xie Sirong was also very anxious to find a rich backer, so he nodded towards Zhu Qingqing, then carefully pretended to be a waiter and walked towards Huang Zhuoran with a drink.

"Boss Huang, don't be angry, Chu Yuwei is ignorant of current affairs, I'll take care of you."

The woman acted like a baby, touching his chest affectionately.

Huang Zhuoran was so angry that he pushed the woman away forcefully, his chest was on fire, "Go, bring me a glass of juice, I'm thirsty."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

The woman didn't dare to offend Huang Zhuoran, so she walked up to the flustered Xie Sirong.

The woman arrogantly picked up the juice on the plate she served, Xie Sirong was startled, those were for women.

She wanted to call out to the woman, but finally blocked the words in her throat.

If she said it out, wouldn't she have exposed herself as the culprit of drugging, and when the time came, the wealthy man would not be able to find her, and instead put herself in the trap.

Xie Sirong could only watch helplessly as the woman brought the juice to Huang Zhuoran. Huang Zhuoran tugged at the tie and drank the juice in one gulp.

"Waiter, why are you standing around? Do you want me to return the wine glass to you?"

The woman called her angrily.

Xie Sirong walked up bravely, picked up the tea tray, and the woman put the cup on it.

Xie Sirong looked worriedly at the flushed Huang Zhuoran.

"Hey, if you don't leave, what are you looking at? It's ridiculous that you, a poor waiter, still try to seduce our boss Huang."

Seeing Xie Sirong staring at Huang Zhuoran closely, the woman was very angry.

Women don't know how perverted the well-dressed Huang Zhuoran is in private, but they just fancy that he is rich, and want to climb up to him, get some benefits, or marry into a wealthy family and become a rich wife.

The woman is a model who specializes in peripherals. When she saw Xie Sirong with plastic surgery, she saw through her mind, so she was full of hostility and wanted to drive her away.

Xie Sirong dressed up as a waiter in order to make it easier for the woman to retreat after drinking the juice.

When she was nervous, she accidentally slammed the whole pan on Huang Zhuoran's body, with a bang, the juice residue stained his clothes.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it, I'll wipe it for you."

Xie Sirong panicked, and hurriedly took out a tissue and wiped it on his shirt.

Huang Zhuoran was so angry that even a waiter dared to shake his face.

He raised his head, and was about to give her a hard lesson.

However, when he saw a pair of pitiful, sad, watery eyes, although his face was a little stiff, it did not hinder his natural bad taste, and the screaming abuse factor in his body was about to move.

A gentle smile appeared on his gloomy face, and he whispered softly, "I don't blame you."

His big hand took advantage of the opportunity to hold Xie Sirong's trembling little hand, and caressed it lovingly.

Under his gaze with a gentle smile, the terrified Xie Sirong gradually calmed down.

The man in front of him didn't have any wrinkles on his face. Although he was about the same age as her father, he had a good appearance and figure.

The most important thing is that he has a worth of 100 billion. Xie Sirong is so old, and he has never seen 100 billion.

Poverty limits her imagination.

Although Xie Sirong used the banner of Xie Ziyan's wealthy relatives to show off in front of her gang of cronies, in fact, she had no contact with many rich men at all.

She felt that Huang Zhuoran must have taken a fancy to her, and she, Xie Sirong, was quite attractive.

Back then, Xie Sirong was just Xie Ziyan's accomplice, responsible for tying Xie Mengqi up, and then Xie Ziyan took Xie Mengqi away, so she didn't know that the man in front of her was the pervert six years ago.

Xie Sirong deliberately showed a shy and timid look, which made Huang Zhuoran even more excited. At this moment, Xie Sirong was already a naked lamb in his eyes, and he was planning how to play with this little sheep that came to his door at night.

Seeing Huang Zhuoran taking a fancy to Xie Sirong from the outside, he was very dissatisfied, and came forward to fight for favor with jealousy.

"Boss Huang."

Huang Zhuoran has a new prey, so he naturally despises the peripherals who are tired of playing.

Huang Zhuoran stared at Xie Sirong with fiery eyes, and said coldly to the outside: "You go back first, I don't need you tonight."

"Boss Huang."

Biting his lip unwillingly.

Huang Zhuoran's eyes were fierce, and the outsiders knew how violent he would be once angry, so they dared not offend him.

She said tremblingly, "I know."

When she left, she looked at Xie Sirong with great interest.

Xie Sirong thought that she had fallen for a rich man, but in fact Huang Zhuoran's side was hell, unless he was a fan of perverted games like him, he would not be able to get out alive.

Perennially in the circle of rich people, she knows that these perverted rich people have bad habits, so she developed a masochistic physique, but Huang Zhuoran is the most perverted, violent and bloodthirsty senior player she has ever met.

Every time she went to his villa, she had to shed a layer of skin, or even half her life. If it wasn't for the large amount of money she was given, and she was used to being abused, who would go?

Xie Sirong's thin skin and tender flesh may not be able to suffer Huang Zhuoran's torture.

The peripheral eyes made Xie Sirong inexplicably uneasy.

Why did she look at her with mocking, even sad eyes that she thought she was about to die?
No, the periphery is jealousy, jealousy that she took her place and won Huang Zhuoran's favor.

Thinking of this, Xie Sirong became more and more proud.

Peri shook her head, it was true that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but it is a pity that she stepped into the coffin without knowing it.

(End of this chapter)