Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

1Su Hongyi kicked her in pain and said, "I was about to throw her into the sea, but Zhan Zifeng came and stopped me. Zhan Zifeng said Su Mumu was still useful to him, so he took her away."    

    

This time, Su Hongyi did not lie.    

    

If he lied again, Zhan Yeling would definitely cripple him on the spot.    

    

He no longer dared to challenge Zhan Yeling's authority.    

    

Xiong Miao's pupils shrank.    

    

Zhan Zifeng? Was it Zhan Zifeng who took Su Mumu away?    

    

Phew. Luckily, Su Mumu wasn't dead yet. It was fine as long as she wasn't dead.    

    

As long as a person was still alive, there was still hope. No matter what, nothing was more important than being alive.    

    

Although Xiong Miao was shocked that Zhan Zifeng had taken Su Mumu away, she heaved a huge sigh of relief in her heart.    

    

"Are you still lying?" Xiong Miao suddenly stood up and asked Su Hongyi.    

    

After all, Su Hongyi was not a good person. How could Zhan Zifeng give Su Mumu to him obediently?    

    

Su Hongyi quickly said, "I am not lying. It was Zhan Zifeng who found us. He told me and father-in-law to ask you to ask Zhan Yeling for the production rights of that batch of clothing. I have a partnership with him. He said he wanted Su Mumu to be useful. Of course I gave it to him. "    

    

Su Hongyi was afraid that if he spoke the truth a second later, his life would be stabbed by the bodyguards.    

    

He didn't want to become a cripple.    

    

So that's how it is!    

    

After hearing this, Xiong Miao basically knew what was going on.    

    

She really did not expect Zhan Zifeng to be such a person. His methods were actually so despicable.    

    

She had always thought that Zhan Zifeng was a modest gentleman.    

    

It turned out that in the competition for the Wealthy Class, there was no such thing as a gentleman!    

    

Zhan Zifeng was no exception!    

    

After Su Hongyi finished speaking, he was gasping for breath from the pain. Cold sweat kept dripping down as if he was going to meet the King of Hell in the next second.    

    

However, he didn't dare to beg for mercy. If Zhan Yeling heard his voice and became even more irritated, he would be dead for sure.    

    

After the interrogation, Zhan Yeling finished smoking the cigarette in his hand. He put out the cigarette butt in the cylinder.    

    

Dark light flowed in his ink eyes. "Take it away!"    

    

After giving the order in a low voice, he got up, grabbed Xiong Miao's hand, and walked out.    

    

His footsteps were very fast, so Xiong Miao could only speed up her footsteps to catch up with him.    

    

Her hand was held in his big palm, and the callused rough palm held her. It was a warm temperature.    

    

Xiong Miao was held by him, and there was no other moment where she felt more at ease than now.    

    

Only now did she know that the matter that they could not solve could be easily solved by Zhan Yeling.    

    

After Zhan Yeling walked out, the bodyguard carried the sofa that Zhan Yeling had just sat on. His aura was so great that it could be seen clearly.    

    

Gu Yi thought in his heart, Director Zhan was really mighty and domineering. He felt that Su Hongyi's sofa was too dirty, and he even brought a sofa to sit on it. However, wasn't this Director Zhan's style?    

    

Director Zhan's noble and dignified aura, no one could match him.    

    

Su Hongyi was also escorted by the bodyguards. They dragged him out and stuffed him into the car.    

    

After asking what Su Hongyi said, Zhan Yeling naturally did not plan to let him go easily.    

    

This kind of scum offended Xiong Miao's best friend and would not let him live so easily.    

    

Zhan Yeling led Xiong Miao into the black Rolls-Royce. The luxurious car drove away, followed by a line of cars behind. The atmosphere was very strong.    

    

The cars on the roadside all moved aside.    

    

Zhan Yeling's men walked for a long time before Xiong Jingxi dared to come out of the kitchen. Su Hongyi's scream echoed in her ears. Xiong Jingxi was completely stunned.    

    

Even though she walked out of the kitchen, she was still limp and weak on the ground.    

    

In the car.    

    

Xiong Miao sat beside Zhan Yeling. His body was still filled with the faint scent of mint tobacco, which somehow made him smell good.    

    

Xiong Miao secretly looked at him and wanted to say something but stopped herself.    

    

The author's words: Today, I will add more, and then I will offer eight more. During this period of time, she will add more, and the eighth will be served every day. I wish the little ones a happy reading. # # # ^# )