Chapter 1589

Yan Yiren stared at the ceiling and lost his mind. He didn't seem to hear him, let alone see him.

A person, immersed in their own thoughts.

All around, it's nothing.

Young master Chu was attacked by a helpless attack. He was very tired. Before the antidote was found, he had to endure her caprice.

A heart is always hanging high and restless.

"Why go to the basement, Yiren? What do you want to do? "

Don't think, it must be Chu Yixiu!

It is he who is eager to take Chu Wenhuo to the villa, avoid their sight and wait for the Yanyi people to take the initiative to send him to the door.

It's also him. He sent Chu Wenhuo back to the presidential palace without any reason. At present, he instigated Yanyi people to take him to the basement.

The purpose of going to the basement is self-evident.

In Yanyi people's place, there was no answer, so Master Chu got up angrily and left.

Hua opened the door, and Chu Wenhuo jumped out of the door.

He looked at Master Chu in amazement, his hands were tense and uneasy, he grasped the corner of his clothes, his eyes dodged, he dared not look at him with cold eyes: " Uncle, uncle. "

Master Chu closed the bedroom door with his back hand, looked down at him coldly, and said, "come with me."

The man stepped on his long legs and hurried to the study.

After Chu Wenhuo's reaction, he stumbled to follow him.

Pushing open the study door, Master Chu walked heavily and sat down in the big class chair. He took out a cigarette and lowered his head to light it.

Chu Wenhuo stood at his desk, stupefied and speechless.

Chen CE soon came up, knocked on the door symbolically, and then came forward: "young master, young lady didn't let Liu Jing go. However, Liu Jing seems to have said something to the young lady. When the guard rushed in, the young lady was already delirious. "

Bang!

The man's broad palm clenched into a fist, and his angry fist hit the table.

Chen CE took a sympathetic look at Chu Wenhuo.

Chu Wenhuo's body was shaking all the time. The voice of Master Chu was as cold as ice. "Chu Wenhuo, do you know what you are doing?"

"Sorry uncle..." Chu Wen josser shivered, tears running down his white face.

"I'm sorry? A word of sorry can make up for it? " Master Chu stood up angrily and stared at him with his eyes red.

As soon as Chu Wenhuo looked up, he saw his gloomy expression and cried out: "I'm sorry, uncle, Wenhuo is wrong. Hit me."

Master Chu bit his teeth and tried to suppress his impulse not to break his neck.

For a long time, he spits out a long smoke ring, "you really should be glad that you are the Chu family's seed."

Otherwise, today's business, he died a hundred times are not enough to cherish!

"Don't be angry, young master. Your health is very important." Chen CE poured a glass of water and put it on the table.

Young master Chu picked it up and poured two mouthfuls. His fierce eyes locked the frightened Chu Wenhuo for a moment: "say, who let you do this?"

Chu Wenhuo's head was lowered.

He can't say, he dare not say

"Is it Chu Yixiu?"

Chu Wenhuo's body was quivering again.

Obviously, he was afraid of Chu Yixiu.

Or, he guessed right, so Chu Wenhuo was in a panic, afraid of exposing himself to punishment.

"Don't say so?" Master Chu came up and roughly lifted him up in the air.

The neckline choked the neck and breathing began to get difficult.