Chapter 453

Seeing this, Yan Mo'er turned pale and cried out in fear. He struggled hard, but he could not get rid of his hand.

Wen Wen also stood beside Yan Mo'er coldly, holding her arm tightly without hesitation, ignoring her scream and dragging her out directly.

The order of the superior is the death order, which must be obeyed and carried out. This is the written requirement for oneself.

"Let go of me, let go of me..." Yan Mo'er struggled even harder, but he still couldn't compare with his regular exercise. He was dragged all the way from his desk to the door. His well-dressed makeup was crying, and even his beautiful skirt became dirty, especially in a mess.

"Let her go." Coldly looking at the heart from arrogance to desperation, Yan haoshe is finally willing to let her go, let Chengwen let her go.

It's brave to pretend in front of him.

The dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. He is talking about people like Yan Mo'er. He knows that he can't make it to others, but he has nothing to do. He is so arrogant that he doesn't even pay attention to Yan Hao'er's cruel role. This is the retribution.

"Yan Mo'er, how do you feel?" Yan haoshe walked slowly to Yan mor'er and looked at her embarrassment with a cold smile, like a demon.

Yan Mo'er held back the tears in his eyes, looked up at Yan haoshe's face, gritted his teeth and said, "Yan haoshe, how can you be like this? I treat you as my brother. Now, that's how you treat your relatives!"

"Once not now, you don't have to play emotional cards with me, it's useless to me." Yan haoshe glanced at Yan Mo'er disdainfully, then turned her eyes away, as if she were rubbish, and dirty his eyes.

"You Yan Mo'er's face was red and blue with anger, and his head was still on fire. He had forgotten his purpose of coming here, and now he had unlimited hatred.

She likes to hate, why, Yan haoshe will do this to her, why!

If it's because of kidnapping Yan Le, she has a clear conscience, because she did. If it's because of Luo xiaonuan, the woman, she doesn't accept it. Why should her brother, whom she first knew and liked, be robbed by that woman? Brother Haoyu only belongs to her! Forever, forever!

But at the moment, she really hated him, and her heart began to ache, as if there were many needles stabbing her heart hard, full of holes.

Others always say that the deeper the love, the deeper the hatred. Yan Mo'er is like this at the moment. He hates to the bottom of his heart. His endless hatred invades her reason every day, but he loves him so much that he can't extricate himself.

However, other people's love is no regrets, and her love is unscrupulous, not worth pitying.

"Have you seen enough? Get out of here." Yan haoshe looks at Yan Mo'er and stares at him, but he doesn't say a word. As soon as he looks at his watch, he sees that half an hour has passed, and his temper is not good for a moment.

Yan Mo'er was pulled back to reality by his sudden roar. He looked at Yan haoshe and saw that he was so embarrassed that he didn't want to lose face any more. He stood up, grabbed his bag and left.

Before she left, she put down a cruel sentence, "Yan Haoyi, please remember how you treat me today, and I will pay you back twice in the future!"

Yan haoshe only thought that she was mad and didn't care about her words, but she didn't think that Yan Mo'er really turned over and threatened him. However, it was just a moment and a half to show off.

"I'll take it to dry cleaning." Yan haoshe took up her temper, turned her head and said something to Chengwen, and threw the coat that had been hanging in her hand to him.

Wenwen takes over his coat and goes out with Yan Haoyi. On the way, he meets the cleaner's aunt and asks her to clean the office. After all, his behavior towards Yan mor'er is not small. He must have soiled the floor and some tables. If he doesn't clean them, is the president willing to stay here?

It can be imagined that Yan haoshe will not.

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In the bathroom, Yan Mo'er stood in front of the mirror, looking at his face, he couldn't help trying to wash it off and rub it.

Turn on the faucet and wash your face with water in your hand. After several times of washing, you still can't clean it. Until you take out the makeup remover from your bag and wipe it on, you can remove the makeup from your face.

It's nothing. It's so waterproof. She's so angry! Yan Mo'er angrily throws her cosmetics to the ground.

She thought that she could tempt Yan Haoyi in front of her, but she was embarrassed by the dead man. Everything was dirty, and her makeup was crying. It was a shame to use this rubbish!

Yan Mo'er angrily arranges her messy hair and full of wrinkled skirt, takes out cosmetics and brushes from her bag, and directly puts on makeup in the mirror.

She is wearing makeup and nodding to herself in the mirror. She is beautiful.Just then, the door of the bathroom was opened, and an aunt in a dustman's uniform came in with a dirty mop in her hand.

When passing by Yan Mo's childhood, she accidentally splashed the sewage from the mop on her body. The cleaner's aunt quickly apologized, "I'm sorry..."

With that, her aunt was going to clean her up with her own clothes. Seeing this, Yan Mo'er jumped up to her and gave her an oblique look, disgusted and said, "what kind of people are these, It makes Miss Ben look dirty. "

In order not to let himself more embarrassed, what accident, Yan Mo'er quickly picked up the bag to leave, the pace is fast, run away from the unfortunate place.

Seeing this, aunt could not help muttering a few times and went to work.

In the villa, two women in aprons are busy living in the kitchen. Their faces are full of sweat, but they are still full of simple smiles.

"Mother hibiscus, is that soup ready?" The younger woman, while cooking, said to the middle-aged woman behind her.

"Well, have you finished all that food?" The middle-aged woman wrapped her hand in a towel, took off the lid of the pot, took a spoon and sipped it. She thought the taste was just good, so she turned off the fire.

"If you can't finish eating, you can send it to Xiaoxiao. It's only a long time since she gave birth to the baby. She must make up for it." The young woman quickly finished a dish, put it on the plate, reheated the pan and continued to fry the next dish.

"Oh, they have a husband to take care of them. You'd better worry about haoshe." The middle-aged woman glanced at her and said something impolitely.

"He doesn't have to worry about me..." the young woman replied shyly, but her mouth could not stop rising. Seeing her so happy and sweet, the middle-aged woman was relieved.

Her daughter is happy.

Yes, they are hibiscus and Luo xiaonuan. They are cooking at the moment, waiting for Yan haoshe to come back for dinner.

After a while, Luo xiaonuan made a few small dishes, took them to the dining room with hibiscus, cleaned up the dishes, put them in order, washed his face, and then sat down to have a rest.

"Mother hibiscus, are you tired? Do you want to eat first? " Luo xiaonuan takes off her apron and goes to Hibiscus to help her take off her apron. She cares.

"It doesn't matter. I'm still strong. Let's eat when haoshe comes back." Hibiscus sat on the chair, wiped the water off her face with a paper towel, patted Luo xiaonuan's hand with her big hand, and said with a smile.

Just finished, a familiar and deep male voice came in, "Xiao Nuan, aunt Jin, I'm back."