Two Boxes Of ******
Jian Ying was restless. He could not believe his luck. He couldn't wait to vent all his anger on his little bunny. He wanted to stay for another hour in his office, but on a second note, he thought it would not be healthy for his …!
"Heng Nianzu!"
He shouted at the poor man who was busy checking Jian Ying's schedule for the next day.
Jian Ying quickly stood up from his chair, and took his coat which was hung on the cloth rack. He gave Heng Nianzu a serious look that made all the hair in his body stand.
"Mansion, now!"
"Yes young master"
They both entered the private elevator with great strides. His expression was deadly as always and his employees did not dare breath out loud. He was in a hurry to leave the company that day, which was very strange to all.