The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

"Little sister, are you here to find your father? What's your father's name?"

The lady at the front desk swallowed her saliva, especially wanting to reach out and rub the soft and waxy girl.

So soft, so cute, I really want to fall down.

This is simply an elves left by the gods in the world!

Mu Changying rested her cheek with one hand, gently shook her chubby little head, and blinked her pair of water eyes tenderly.

"No no no... I'm here to find my kiss husband."

"You...are you married?"

It's unbelievable, the world is confused... Is such a young girl married?

"You look like a minor, but our company has such a mad man to attack you. This is a three-year start, and the highest death penalty!"

The lady at the front desk exploded with anger and slapped the desk heavily.

Dingmao Group must not have this kind of scum, which simply reduces the overall quality of employees.

"Come on, tell your sister, what's your scumbag husband's name?"

When I see that scumbag in a while, I must not forgive him easily!

"My husband's surname is Rong, and his name is Ruoyuan. It is taken from the meaning of Yuan Fei Rutian and Yu Yueyu Yuan. People in the rivers and lakes call him Rong Er Ye."

As Mu Changying said that, she took out the marriage certificate she carried with her from her bag and spread it out.

"This this this..."

Seeing Mu Changying's expression like being struck by lightning at the front desk, there was a strong playfulness in her eyes.

She stretched out her little hand and pointed to the elevator, and asked softly, "Now, can I go?"

"When...of course...you please..."

The front desk's body was stiff, his face was as pale as paper, and a feint under his feet almost twisted his feet.

Wucao, what nonsense did she just say?

I'm going to die, I'm done, I'm about to be fired.

Mu Changying's throat overflowed with charming laughter, and the index finger of her right hand shook her lips gently, "Don't tell anyone else, or Yingying will be angry."

The voice was like the cry of a yellow warbler, which was pleasant to the ear, but it exuded a faint chill for no reason.

Seeing that the front desk was successfully deterred, she trotted towards the elevator briskly.

All the way to the door of Rong Luyuan's office, Mu Changying clearly heard a roar full of anger.

"Check! Go and find out who sent this video, and who the men in the video are! Immediately chop off their hands and feet for me!"

Rong Luyuan was burning with anger, and his body was full of anger, as if a sharp sword was unsheathed, and the cold sword glow made his heart tremble.

The anger around him ignited the air around him, and when he stayed in this space, he felt a strong oppression and suffocation.

"Yes... subordinates must investigate thoroughly..."

Bai Mo shrank his head and head, trying to reduce his sense of existence. This cowardly behavior attracted Li Li's ridicule.

Ugh, useless guy!

"Crack-"

With a soft sound, the office door was pushed open.

Bai Mo's body is tense and his back is cold. Which unlucky guy hit the gun barrel at this time?

When Mu Changying walked into the office, what caught his eye was a mess, the desks and chairs were crooked, and papers were scattered on the ground...

"..."

Seeing the person coming, Bai Mo's eyes widened, and he almost couldn't help screaming, but Li Li quickly covered his mouth with his eyes.

Rong Luyuan turned his back to her, and his body exuded a vicious and ruthless aura.

The appearance that strangers should not approach, seems to be standing on the top of power, a lonely and lonely king...

Mu Changying's heart throbbed, she stepped forward gently, put her hands around the man's strong waist, and rubbed her head against his back.

"A Yuan, I'm here..."