Boss, Your Babies Are Raising Hell

1Shi Miao was caught off guard. Before she could react, her hands held the golf club firmly under the man's control. Behind her, the man's hot chest was pressed against her back.    

    

Even through the fabric, she could clearly feel the hot body temperature, strong muscles, and full of strength from his body. That was an unshakable strength.    

    

The vigorous hormones wrapped around her. She could even smell the cool male aura from his body.    

    

Just as she was in a trance, the man pinched her hand, and with a movement, the ball hit the golf ball. The ball flew out and fell into the hole at just the right time.    

    

"Good, good! Director Zhan's technique is really amazing!" Shi Maofan applauded, his words full of flattery.    

    

From Zhan Yeling walking over, hugging her, to hitting the ball into the hole, this series of movements was naturally quick and quick, in less than half a minute.    

    

Shi Miao recovered from her shock, her face flushed red and hot. She quickly pulled herself out from the man's embrace and said to Zhan Yeling in embarrassment, "Director Zhan, please take care of yourself!"    

    

Zhan Yeling saw that her face had turned red, and his ears had also turned red. At this time, although she was angry, she was still very cute.    

    

No one could understand how lucky he was that she could return to his world.    

    

"Miaomiao, what did you say? Director Zhan taught you how to play golf, not molesting you. Look at how amazing Director Zhan's skill is. " Shi Maofan scolded Shi Miao.    

    

If he offended his partner, even ten Shi Miao would not be able to afford it!    

    

Shi Miao looked at Shi Maofan with anger in her sparkling eyes. "Then why don't you let him teach you?"    

    

"I, I know how to." Shi Maofan said, "Director Zhan, she is my brother's daughter. She came with me at the last minute. She usually does not go out of the main door and does not go out of the second door. She is used to being a young lady. Don't lower yourself to her level. "    

    

Shi Maofan was worried that he would offend Zhan Yeling, so he carefully apologized to him.    

    

"So it's the young lady." The corner of Zhan Yeling's mouth curled up into a smile. He was a monstrous genius with peerless beauty. "The young lady's temper is very unique. I am very interested in her."    

    

After Zhan Yeling said those words with an unknown meaning, he took the lead and walked towards the resting area with his long legs.    

    

Shi Maofan was stunned for a moment and quickly followed Zhan Yeling's footsteps.    

    

Gu Yi did not follow immediately because he was still looking at Shi Miao in disbelief.    

    

It, it was really too similar!    

    

She and Xiong Miao were simply carved from the same mold!    

    

No wonder Director Zhan would treat her as Xiong Miao and go crazy for her.    

    

This was also good. The appearance of a person who looked exactly the same as Xiong Miao could at least comfort Director Zhan's painful and lonely heart.    

    

At least, Director Zhan would not be like those two years, plagued by longing and suffering. He would live like a walking corpse.    

    

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beauty?" Shi Miao was dissatisfied with Gu Yi's stare. She said angrily and turned around to leave.    

    

Gu Yi suddenly came back to his senses. He also realized that he had lost his composure just now. His gaze was too presumptuous.    

    

After being scolded by Shi Miao, he rubbed his nose awkwardly and quickly followed her.    

    

The resting area of the golf course was high-end and luxurious.    

    

This kind of place was originally an entertainment place for the rich, and all the facilities satisfied the rich's preferences.    

    

High-grade, luxurious, and comfortable.    

    

Zhan Yeling sat on the top of the U-shaped leather sofa, at the head seat.    

    

Gu Yi stood behind him, while Shi Miao and Shi Maofan sat beside him.    

    

Because Zhan Yeling was sitting at the top, the people sitting next to him also seemed to be sitting with him.    

    

The tea master was making tea in a flower style.    

    

As the smoke rose, the fragrance of the tea permeated, intoxicating one's heart and spleen.    

    

Very quickly, the waiter placed a cup of tea in front of each person's table.    

    

Zhan Yeling elegantly picked up the teacup and placed it in his nose to lightly sniff. A low and mellow magnetic voice sounded, "Although the tea is fragrant, it is not as good as the fragrance on Miss Shi's body."