Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

He Wan'er pushed him angrily, "OK, hurry."

Commander Xiao didn't dare to say anything unpleasant, for fear that she would be punished publicly in front of so many guests, and he got up with a dull mouthful.

All of a sudden, he felt that he was shaking in front of his eyes, and he leaned to one side without any reason.

He Wan'er was startled for a moment and held his arm in a hurry. "What's the matter? Another headache? "

Do you have a headache?

Xiao Zhan opened his eyes and looked at her. Before he could speak, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared, as if the moment just like falling into the abyss was just his illusion.

He was stunned for a moment and didn't respond.

He Wan'er was a little anxious. "What's wrong? Is it a headache, or something else?"

Xiao Zhan shook his head gently. Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his temple, like a small needle sticking in at the same time.

He subconsciously closed his eyes and was about to speak when the pain disappeared, as if the sharp pain was just his illusion.

Xiao Zhan a little puzzled to "tut", and then slightly hesitated to wave his hand to he Wan'er, "it's OK, it should be the old problem again, I'll go back to have a rest and come out again."

When he Wan'er saw that his face was normal, she could not help but let go, "OK, you have the medicine on the table. If you can't, you can sleep for a while. Don't rush out. I'll get the bracelet later."

"Well." Xiao Zhan answered.

He Wan'er tangled for a while, seemed a little uneasy, stood up and said, "or I'll go back with you and watch you take the medicine and I'll..."

"I'm ok. Look at you and treat me as a child." Xiao Zhan pulled out a peaceful smile to his wife, comforted her and said, "no one can look at the front. It's OK. I'll go back and lie down for a while."

With these words, he waved his hand, turned around and left the conference hall in front of him.

At that time, he Wan'er did not expect that this sentence became the last greeting of their life.

The scream should have come from a woman, and it was extremely sharp.

Before the screech could fall to the ground, there came the dull sound and crisp cracking sound of some heavy object hitting the ground, like the result of some kind of broken glass or porcelain.

Mu Yunshen's first reaction was to take a step forward and suddenly put out his hand to embrace Tang Xiao in his arms.

Tang Xiao was also startled and looked around in panic. "What's the matter, what's the sound?"

Mu Yunshen didn't reply. His heroic eyebrows turned into a knot in one's heart.

Tang xiaoleng for a second, nestled in his chest, the foreboding feeling that had been dormant for a long time at the moment finally poured out, she suddenly felt her limbs cold for no reason, and her body seemed to be immersed in the invisible cold water.

In a panic, she subconsciously held out her hand to catch the thing closest to her finger, and said with trembling, "Mu Yunshen, I think something is wrong..."

Mu Yunshen looked down at her. Before he could speak, he saw a young girl dressed as a maid running down the stairs.

The girl seemed to be greatly frightened. Her thin body flew down the steps like a withered leaf. Her feet hardly touched the ground. She had already run down most of the stairs.

With a chill in his heart, he rushed forward and yelled, "stop!"

The maid was startled by his sudden roar. She walked away and slipped unconsciously. The sole of her shoe rubbed against the edge of the steps.

"Ah

The maid fell down heavily on the steps, and her spine slid down the remaining ten steps to the bottom.

Her face was pale, covering the position of the caudal vertebrae, and she was in pain, breathing coldly.

Mu Yun deeply twisted his brows and walked over. He glared at her without any pity. As soon as he came up, he overpowered her with a strong momentum. "Was it you who just called?"

The maid looked up at him in a panic. Her lips were slightly open, and her eyes were full of panic and fear.

Mu Yunshen stepped forward, raised his voice a little bit, and said aggressively, "what's the matter?"

"Master..." when the maid spoke, her tongue could hardly be straightened out, and the words on and off were stained with obvious cry, almost squeezed out from her teeth, "master, he, he..."