My Domineering CEO Husband

C354 Returning in a Sorry State



C354 Returning in a Sorry State

1The taxi driver had already lost his patience. He hurriedly pressed the horn and looked at Zhan Beiting and Yu Leelee, who stood by the roadside as if they were playing house.    3

    

The taxi driver could not help but stick his head out of the seat and asked impatiently, "Little girl, are you leaving or not? If not, don't disturb my business!"    

    

Zhan Beiting's voice was very dignified. "I am not leaving. Bring your luggage down!"    

    

This villa area was not easy to enter. He originally thought that he would be able to earn a lot of money at night, but when he saw Zhan Beiting's sinister face, he instantly didn't dare to mention about the money. He could only move Yu Leelee's luggage to the side of the road.    

    

He cursed in a low voice, turned around and got into the car. Hee Lan was still worried and asked Zhan Beiting to put Yu Leelee down.    

    

But Yu Leelee did not seem to be uncomfortable at all. She frowned and kicked her legs randomly. "Hey, hey, hey, the car! Mom, quickly tell the car not to leave!"    

    

She wanted to cry but had no tears. She watched the taxi disappear from her sight in despair. Only then did the little girl completely lose her spirit. She was placed on the ground by Zhan Beiting and sat on the ground, crying loudly.    

    

"Stupid uncle Zhan! Bad uncle Zhan!"    

    

As she spoke, she did not forget to wipe her tears.    

    

Zhan Beiting saw through her trick at first glance. The man's slender legs were also taller than Yu Leelee's sitting position on the ground. When he took a closer look, the little guy cried for a long time, but there was not a single tear on his face.    

    

He snorted and laughed. "What are you crying about? You grabbed my hand and haven't settled the score with you yet! "    

    

Yu Leelee immediately stopped crying and could not continue to pretend anymore. "I just want to go out and live. I have tried all kinds of methods! Why is it that you are not willing to let me go!"    

    

Zhan Beiting reached out and pinched her face. Her eyes were charming and charming. Even her long and beautiful eyes had a trace of bewitchment. Her eyes were like a flower licking a flower.    

    

"Go home, Guai."    

    

The man's voice was charming and charming. It made people want to go back obediently when they heard it. It was as if he had magic and was extremely gentle.    

    

Yu Leelee sat on the ground angrily and refused to leave. She even asked Hee Lan to call a taxi over. Zhan Beiting looked back and saw that Yu Leelee was still sitting on the cold ground.    

    

"Lei Ming, bring the young lady's luggage back!"    

    

He gave an order without any hesitation and Lei Ming immediately took action.    

    

Yu Leelee knew that resistance was useless now. She fell into Zhan Beiting's devil claw and could only be kneaded. Hee Lan squatted down and tried to persuade him by the side of the road, "Lili, it is already midnight. If you have anything to say, we will talk tomorrow."    

    

She was a little tired and obviously wanted to sleep a long time ago. She suddenly remembered that Hee Lan did not rest until after work and still had to accompany her here. She felt a little guilty in her heart.    

    

Yu Leelee suddenly stood up from the ground. This time it could be said that she ran away in a very sorry state and she found a way out for herself.    

    

Yu Leelee's face was somewhat helpless. She patted the dust on her butt and could only say, "Mom, uncle Zhan forcefully carried my luggage back. I can only say it tomorrow."    

    

After saying that, she walked in front of Zhan Beiting and left him behind. "It's late. Go back and sleep."    

    

She was so angry that she did not manage to run away. She held her chin and thought. Was it because there was too much noise when he was packing his luggage at night?    

    


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