Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

Xiong Miao looked up and saw Zhan Zifeng looking at her sideways.

It was only then that Xiong Miao realized that the car had stopped. She was so absorbed in looking at her phone just now that she didn't even feel that she had arrived.

"I'm here. Thank you for taking me back. Be careful driving on the road." Xiong Miao hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car.

"Do you want me to take you in?" Zhan Zifeng was very gentlemanly.

"No, no, just a few steps, I can go in by myself." Xiong Miao waved his hand quickly.

This is not my home at all, where are you going to send me?

"Well, go in quickly, don't freeze." Zhan Zifeng finished speaking warmly, and drove away in the car.

As soon as the car drove away, Xiong Miao realized that she was still wearing Zhan Zifeng's coat.

He got out of the car in such a hurry that he even forgot to return his clothes.

Forget it, it's really cold at night, I'd better wear it, and give it back to him next time I have a chance.

Xiong Miao walked out of the community, hailed a taxi on the side of the road, and reported to Xincheng Washington.

Picking up the phone again and clicking on the chat box, the friend with the screen name Ye still didn't reply.

Ye's profile picture is very monotonous, just a piece of black. When you click on the picture, you will find that it is the night sky, and there are a few faintly bright stars in the night sky.

These days, there are very few people who can use the night sky as their avatar.

Most of them use their own selfies or family members' selfies as their avatars.

Zhan Yeling is so handsome, it's a pity not to use a selfie as his profile picture.

Xiong Miao clicked on the other party's circle of friends again. The most recent one was about work, and the announcement of the quarterly press conference was still forwarded.

Below, display: Friends only display the content of the last three days.

Well, Zhan Yeling's circle of friends is as boring as his own.

Arriving at the Huafu community in Xincheng, Xiong Miao subconsciously pulled his coat and walked into the community.

"Didi..." The horn of a car beeped twice.

Xiong Miao stepped aside, thinking that he was blocking the way of others.

But the more she gave way, the more the black car approached her, forcing her to have nowhere to go, so she had to stop.

The car door opened, and the shiny black leather shoes landed on the ground. Afterwards, the slender man got out of the car.

The surrounding air was wantonly invaded and solidified.

Seeing the man's handsome face clearly, Xiong Miao stayed where he was.

How could Zhan Yeling be in her community?

Came to find her?

Wouldn't it be a small dumpling who found her?

Xiong Miao panicked, he stood there, the black shadow oppressed her petite body, she subconsciously took two steps back.

"Mr. Zhan, it's so late, why are you here?"

Zhan Yeling's gaze swept across her body. His eyes were deep and ice-like: "You are really capable. In such a short period of time, Zhan Zifeng was taken down by you."

At the banquet, he could see their flirtatious glances.

"Mr. Zhan...er..." Before Xiong Miao could speak, her neck was firmly pinched by a large palm like pliers.

Breathing was cut off in an instant, Xiongmei was about to suffocate.

Where did she make Zhan Yeling angry?

Was he going to strangle her?

Driven by a strong desire to survive, Xiong Miao grabbed him with both hands, and spat out words from his throat with difficulty: "Let go, let me go..."

"Woman, would you die without a man! Then I'll send you to hell right now!" Zhan Yeling gritted his teeth, and his deep words were as cold as Shura.

His obsidian-like eyes were bottomless and dangerous.

Such a Zhan Yeling frightened Xiong Miao.