Sky-high price runaway wife: CEO, please stop

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But that damned woman is still walking forward, with no intention of turning back?

Dongfang Shijin was actually slightly displeased.

Really stubborn.

"Put food on the way she will pass."

Dongfang Shijin ordered coldly, the coldness in his tone could not be concealed.

"But……"

But there is no standing food here, and even returning to this manor was Dongfang Shijin's impromptu idea.

Tonight's meal is still ordered to go down and have it cooked and delivered.

Dongfang Shijin raised his head, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

"Yes, I'll do it right now."

Ma Zai responded, turned around and went out immediately, and ordered his subordinates to do it.

The door was closed, and Dongfang Shijin was sitting in front of the computer desk. The neckline of the black gold-embellished nightgown was slightly open, revealing a part of his chest, which was wild and sexy.

He raised his hand to touch the silver cigarette case on the side, and flicked a good cigar into his hand.

The sound of lighters clinking, his fingertips were scarlet.

He sat there, smoky, obscuring his handsome face.

It was the first time someone was angry in front of him, and it was not uncommon for him to be by his side. You must know that women lining up to sleep with him could fill several streets.

He dared to disobey his orders again and again.

What a... special woman.

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Ye Qingcheng stopped and walked, she really didn't have any strength, she was still walking when she was awake, and she was so hungry that her chest was almost pressed against her back.

If I had known earlier, I would have left tomorrow morning, but she didn't want to stay for a second...

Suddenly, a strange roar sounded not far from Ye Qingcheng, and she raised her head vigilantly and looked forward.

The light from the street lamps was a bit dazzling.

Ye Qingcheng raised the back of her hand to block her eyes, it was a small drone!

As if sensing Ye Qingcheng's position, the drone drove towards her.

Ye Qingcheng stood where she was, narrowing her eyes slightly, and the wind from the propeller messed up her hair.

She subconsciously clenched the table knife in her hand.

Suddenly, a box was dropped and rolled into the grass at her feet, and then the drone roared and turned in the other direction.

"Shushashashashasha—"

The surroundings were so quiet that only the collision of leaves and the chirping of insects remained.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the cardboard box rolled into the grass, hesitated for a few seconds, and walked forward.

The cardboard box was tightly sealed with scotch tape. She patted it, and there seemed to be something inside.

Without thinking too much, you can guess who sent it.

What's inside?

Ye Qingcheng wanted to open it, but when he thought of that man, he threw the box in the grass in disgust.

What's inside?

Is it her bag?

food?

Ye Qingcheng sat on the wooden chair and rubbed his stomach, thought for 3 minutes, then sat up again, picked up the box, and took it apart.

Who cares, take it apart and have a look, anyway, it can't be some kind of prankster, right?

After opening the box, Ye Qingcheng was slightly unable to react.

There is food in it.

A carton of milk and two bags of instant biscuits.

And a note--

Enjoy your solo journey.

hateful!

Ye Qingcheng crushed the note and threw it into the grass.

Dongfang Shijin was sitting in front of the computer, watching with satisfaction the little figure sitting on the wooden chair with a nasty little expression on his face.

My mood was a little up and down because of her.