Chapter 211： The actor is my mother fan 51

When Yan Chao grew up in such an environment, it was natural not to be soft-hearted to be able to stand on his own feet and severely hit those relatives who only value interests.

First silently began to create internal conflicts in the Yan group, not only between the brothers, but also between the husband and wife.

In this case, after devouring the original project of the Yan Group a little bit, watching the data of the Yan Group's various industries begin to collapse, the group of incompetent guys who only cared about the internal strife at the time discovered that something was wrong, but also Is already powerless.

Yan Chao is not in a hurry to kill him, just because they are unable to struggle, unwilling to give up the original position held by the Yan Group, and unable to make a comeback.

Just watching them struggling in this emotion is what I want.

Don’t you think these things are the most important?

This kind of wanting, but how can I not hold it, how did it feel to watch them lose in the end?

To this day, the broken shell of the Yan Group finally can't hold on...

Yan Zhao's lips curled up slowly, and suddenly overflowed with a chuckle, which was contemptuous and mocking.

It ended sooner than expected, and it always seemed a bit boring.

His eyes were dark and dark, with dangerous emotions entangled in them.

The screen is bright again.

Ou Xuan: What do you plan to do next?

Yan Zhao lowered his eyes and looked blankly, his fingertips beating lightly on the phone screen, but the words he typed were cruel.

Yan Chao: Take advantage of his illness and kill him.

It's not enough to simply deprive them of what they want. If he wants them to like, he will never get anything.

I don't know what he thought of, Yan Zhao closed his eyes and wanted to suppress the growing gloom in his heart, which should have been hidden deep.

Then the phone lights up again.

Yan Zhao paused, opened his eyes, the light on the screen hit his face, and the nickname made the emotions in his eyes fade slightly.

Fingertips moved slightly, and the dialog box popped up.

My porcelain treasure: Senior, it's time to sleep.

With just this line of words, Yan Chao's emotions slowly calmed down. It was the kind of steadfastness that suddenly found a sense of belonging and the inexplicable exhaustion. This feeling made him very much want to take that Ming Ming just just now. The little girl who had just separated took her into her arms.

Just give it a kiss, just rub it.

Let him be sure that what he cares about is still by his side and will not disappear.

Yanchao: porcelain treasure...

My porcelain treasure: Hmm?

Yan Chao: I feel... I miss you.

I really want to make up all the kisses and hugs I owed before now.

There was a slight pause, and then a short voice came over.

Chu Ci's sweet and smiling voice suddenly sounded in the empty room, dispelling the cruel and hard breath.

"Senior, are you acting like a baby with me?"

Yan Chao looked at the phone in his hand with his eyes down.

Acting like a baby?

Of course not. How could such a big man act like a baby?

Instead, her tone was more like acting like a baby.

Yan Zhao pursed his lips.

Yan Chao: Are you going to the studio tomorrow?

My porcelain treasure: Hmm.

Yan Chao: I will be more free tomorrow morning.

My porcelain treasure: Hmm?

Chu Ci squeezed the phone and looked awkwardly on the screen, and didn't follow his will to pick it up.

There was a pause for about ten seconds.

I sent a message in a pitiful and pitiful way.

Yan Chao: I want to accompany you to breakfast and then send you there.