After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Shen Yanhe subconsciously raised her hand to cover her face.

But no matter how fast she was, the true face under the mask was also seen by Wu Fang who was on the side.

Wufang's eyes widened: "!!!!"

Holy shit!Holy shit!

Husband, husband and wife? ?

Shen Yanhe got angry, clenched his fist and swung at Fu Yanhe: "You're courting death!"

This ugly monster actually took off her mask!

Tolerable or unbearable!

Seeing that familiar little face full of anger, Fu Yanhe's pupils shrank suddenly, his movements stopped instantly, and he punched her forcefully.

Shen Yanhe raised her hand and wanted to continue beating, but his wrist was grabbed by him, and he pulled her into his arms, tightly choking her waist.

This ambiguous action made Shen Yanhe even more angry, angry and aggrieved, he raised his foot and kicked him in the lower third: "Ugly! You are dead!"

Fu Yanhe raised his feet to block her feet, stared at her closely for a long time, and then slowly said: "Banquet?"

Shen Yanhe's struggling movement suddenly stopped, she slowly raised her head, and looked at the man who was close in front of her.

Shen Yanhe: "?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fengjiao on the top of the building quickly jumped down from the hole, raised her pistol and pointed it at Fu Yanhe: "Let her go! Or I will shoot!"

Wu Fang was in a hurry, and quickly lifted the combat mask on his head: "Miss Feng, don't get excited, it's us."

Feng Jiao was stunned: "Wufang?"

Shen Yanhe looked at the five directions, and then at the person wearing the Yama mask in front of him, his mind went blank for a moment.

Five parties?

Who is this person?

Fu Yanhe?

"It's me." Fu Yanhe seemed to know what she wanted to ask, raised his hand and took off the voice changer on his collar, and took off the hell mask on his face, revealing his unparalleled handsome face.

Fu Yanhe looked at Shen Yanhe who was still controlled by him in his arms, and connected the identities of Shen Yanhe and Dr. YM in his mind.

No wonder Bafang said that Dr. YM was invited, but Shen Yanhe reminded him to distinguish the real from the fake so as not to invite fakes.

No wonder Shen Yanhe's medical skills are so superb.

It turned out that she was Dr. YM.

For the first time, Fu Yanhe felt a little headache.

She was already very angry when he concealed that Yan Yan was Fu's second child.

She might be even angrier this time.

Only when she saw Fu Yanhe's face did Shen Yanhe come back to her senses. She stared at him firmly, and after a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and said word by word: "Chief Luo Wang?"

He turned out to be the chief of Luowang?

That ugly monster who kept robbing her of her medicinal materials and missions?

Fu Yanhe acted first, grabbed Shen Yanhe's waist, lifted her up and sat on the discarded steel plate, looked up at her, and sincerely admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, I shouldn't hide it from you, you can tell me I scold me, but I can't get a divorce."

He paused, sighed, and said helplessly, "Yanyan, I didn't expect Dr. YM to be you."

Shen Yanhe laughed angrily, folded his hands on his chest, looked down at him, sneered, and said in a strange way: "So you are blaming me? Chief Fu."

Fu Yanhe: "..."

Wufang and Fengjiao exchanged glances, the two put away the pistols in their hands in a tacit understanding, led the people forward quietly, and silently picked up the professor and doctor who were in a coma, and led them out of the abandoned steel factory .

In order not to spread the flames of war to them.

Only Shen Yanhe and Fu Yanhe were left in the empty abandoned steel factory.

Fu Yanhe's eyebrows and eyes were full of helplessness: "Yanyan, I didn't mean that."

"Oh, ghosts believe it." Shen Yanhe sneered: "Give me a monthly salary of [-] million, and let me be your 'wife' accompanying doctor, right?"

"Don't talk about Wude and attack me, right?"

"Hiding the fact that I'm the chief of Luowang, right?"

"Fu Yanhe, you're good enough."

Remembering that she scolded herself for being blind just now, Shen Yanhe couldn't help being angry.

Fu Yanhe: "..."

"It hurts you to be angry, don't be angry." He took a step closer to Shen Yanhe's direction and sighed: "Yanyan, my wife is you, only you."

Shen Yanhe stretched out his hand and pushed his shoulder, with a strange expression: "Hey, who is lucky enough to be Mrs. Fu's wife? Don't touch me, I'm just an 'accompanying doctor'."

Fu Yanhe: "..."

It seemed that he was bewitched enough by her.

In his eyes, this yin and yang look is so cute as hell.

"How can Yanyan forgive me?" Fu Yanhe gently held her hand that was pushing his shoulder, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, and asked.

"You want me to forgive you? Kneel down on the keyboard and go." Shen Yanhe snorted coldly, withdrew her hands, and was about to jump off while supporting the steel plate with both hands, but Fu Yanhe tightly hugged her waist.

Shen Yanhe thumped, slapped his arm, and glared at him in a vicious voice: "What are you doing?"

Fu Yanhe stared at her closely: "As long as you kneel on the keyboard, Yan Yan will not be angry, forgive me?"

Shen Yanhe said with a cold face, "Yes!"

She didn't believe that a proud person like Fu Yanhe would really kneel down on the keyboard.

Fu Yanhe thought for two seconds, then nodded slightly: "Okay, I will write it down."

With a sullen face, Shen Yanhe rolled her eyes at him, jumped off the discarded steel plate, picked up the small medicine box on the ground and strode angrily towards the gate, Fu Yanhe followed behind her unhurriedly.

Wufang and Luowang's subordinates who had just brought the professor and doctor out saw their chief slowly following Dr. YM.

Seeing that Dr. YM was going to get into another car, the chief of their family bent down and picked up Dr. YM, regardless of her struggle, stuffed her into the car he drove, and drove away first.

Luo Wang and his subordinates looked at each other: "..."

A subordinate looked at Wu Fang and asked, "Fifth Lord, what is the relationship between Dr. YM and the chief...?"

Wu Fang was still immersed in the shock of Shen Yanhe being Dr. YM, and when he heard this, he looked at his subordinates in a trance and said, "It's the relationship between sleeping on the same bed."

Luo Wang's subordinates: "!!!!"

Fuck!The chief is awesome!He even got the most mysterious Dr. YM in the world!

Feng Jiao also came back to her senses in a trance, looked at the five directions, and asked quietly: "Are you from the trap? Fu Yanhe is the chief of the trap?"

Wufang nodded: "Yes, Luowang was established earlier than FY Group. In order to prevent the Fu family from noticing, Master Fu always wears a mask when walking outside."

It's just that I didn't expect that the flood rushed into the Dragon King Temple today, and my family beat my family.

Fengjiao's face was full of words.

She didn't expect it at all, she just came out to help with the banquet, and came directly to Luo Wang's lair.

Yan Yan also abducted Luo Wang's head, if Xiang Ling'an knew about it...

hiss!

dare not think, dare not think.

but……

Does Fu Yanhe know that Yanyan is 094's lucky cat?

"Forget it, let's leave them alone, let's send these professors and doctors back safely." Feng Jiao closed her eyes, hid her little vest, and said to Wu Fang.

Wu Fang nodded, and directed his subordinates to carry the professors to the car, and deal with the bodies of those people by the way.

He turned to look at the pistol on Fengjiao's waist, and asked curiously, "Miss Feng, where did you get the gun in your hand?"

For some reason, he felt that this gun was a little familiar.

"Oh." Fengjiao hid the pistol inside without changing her face: "It's fake, it's a toy gun to scare you."

Wufang nodded clearly and continued to work.

At the same time, in the car.

Fu Yanhe was driving, Shen Yanhe folded his arms and looked at the window, ignoring him, the atmosphere in the car was dull.

At this moment, Shen Yanhe's cell phone rang.

Two large characters jumped on the screen.

orange cat.