After a flash marriage, she discovered that her husband was actually a billionaire CEO

At the entrance of the lobby of Qingshan Villa, the butlers Uncle Zhou and Nie Yan stood on the left and right, hands hanging down.

Huo Beichuan threw the car keys to Uncle Zhou, raised his hand and unhooked his cufflinks as he walked, and went straight to the second floor.

With a solemn expression on his face, Nie Yan followed Huo Beichuan into the living room and gently locked the door.

Huo Beichuan sat on the main sofa, unbuttoned his suit, picked up the cigarette on the coffee table, and put it to the tip of his nose to smell it.

Suddenly he said in a cold voice, "Let him get in!"

"Yes, Mr. Huo!"

Nie Yan turned around and opened the door. Huo Feng, dressed in a pink suit and with lipstick marks on his face, walked in with a chicken coop on his head and his neck curled up.

He didn't dare to go to Huo Beichuan and was about to sit down on the sofa near the door.

When Huo Beichuan raised his eyes, he was so frightened that he quickly stood up.

"Did you have fun? Thirteenth Young Master."

Huo Beichuan's tone was very calm, but the more it sounded, the more scared Huo Feng became.

He wiped his face and smirked, "Well, brother, I... I didn't know things would be like this! My sister-in-law said she would go home after get off work except to go to the hospital, and she wouldn't run around..."

"How dare you blame my wife?"

Huo Beichuan's eyes darkened and he put down the cigarette, "How did I tell you? I asked you to arrange for someone to keep an eye on Yue'er. What about you? You went to fool around on the yacht and Yue'er was kidnapped. Did you know? Ah? Bastard thing!"

"I...I, eldest brother, I don't care about my sister-in-law at all! I also sent her food, and she said she would tell you that she didn't need to send it, so, so..."

"So you ran out to fool around. If Nie Yan didn't bring you back today, you might have forgotten who you are, right?"

Huo Feng was having a carnival with a beautiful woman when Nie Yan suddenly broke in and took him back by force.

On the way, he heard Nie Yan tell him what happened to Mingyue. He was so frightened that he bravely came back to see Huo Beichuan.

As expected, Huo Beichuan was furious.

Huo Feng was sweating profusely, and the lipstick mark on his face was soaked with sweat, turning into a big painted face, which was particularly funny.

"Big, big brother, I was wrong!"

Huo Feng shrank his head and frowned, "Fortunately, sister-in-law is fine, otherwise I really don't know how to explain to you! Brother, I won't dare to do it anymore, please forgive me this time!"

"Once?" Huo Beichuan stood up, pointed at him and shouted, "Is it just once? The last time you brought Yue'er to the club and met that prodigal son of the Wu family, you forgot about it so quickly?"

Huo Feng took a step back, raised his sleeves and wiped his face, defending, "I didn't forget! Brother, that time was purely an accident... Oh, my sister-in-law is fine now. You should go and deal with that goblin Fu Xinyan. We It’s the same thing! Brother!”

Huo Feng had an idea and moved out of Mingyue, "My sister-in-law has already said that I am your brother and asked you not to be cruel to me. If you love my sister-in-law so much, you must listen to her and forgive me this time! Ah? Big brother!"

Huo Beichuan looked up at his nondescript character and was disgusted with it. He frowned and waved his hands, "Get out! Report to the cleaning department tomorrow, get out!"

"What? Cleaning department! Brother, are you serious?"

When Huo Feng heard this, he immediately started crying, "If I don't go, I won't go to the cleaning department until I die. Brother, you are bullying me! I want to tell your wife, ah..."

Nie Yan was a tall man with good skills. He hugged Huo Feng and dragged him out.

He dragged her to the door and handed it to Uncle Zhou who looked embarrassed, and whispered to Huo Feng, "Thirteenth Young Master, you are crazy! You dare to threaten Mr. Huo with my wife, are you not afraid that he will get even more angry? Please stop making trouble first, and be submissive. Maybe Mr. Huo will transfer you back when his anger subsides!"

"Nie Yan, Uncle Zhou, why am I so unlucky? As long as I have a relationship with his precious little wife, something will happen. Last time I was transferred to be a security guard, this time I am directly working as a cleaning lady!" Huo Feng lay on Uncle Zhou's shoulder and cried.

Nie Yan looked at him coldly and shook his head, "It's not you who are unlucky, it's Madam who is unlucky. Something will happen to you, so stop making trouble!"

When Huo Feng heard that he quit, he raised his head and argued with him, "You, how dare you say that to me? You are a flatterer, you dare not say anything about his wife..."

Nie Yan had no time to talk nonsense with him. Huo Beichuan was still waiting for him to go in and report, so he quickly opened the door and went in.

Huo Feng was tired of making trouble, so he stopped making trouble and let Uncle Zhou go.

He raised his eyes and met Uncle Zhou's speechless eyes.

When he looked, he saw that the shoulders of Uncle Zhou's light-colored shirt were covered with snot, tears and lipstick.

"Well, Uncle Zhou, my eldest brother is so rich that he shouldn't be short of clothes for you!" Huo Feng pulled at Uncle Zhou's clothes with a playful smile.

The door of the living room was locked by Nie Yan from the inside. This was Huo Beichuan's rule.

Next, the conversation inside will not reach the ears of a third person.

"How are you doing?"

Nie Yan lowered his head slightly, "Mr. Fu has already undergone surgery. His life is not in danger. He wants to see you when he wakes up. He wants to plead for his sister!"

Huo Beichuan picked up the coffee on the table and took a sip, then put down the cup and tapped the table with his index finger.

The "click" sound was particularly clear in the spacious and quiet living room.

Nie Yan's heart tightened and he subconsciously straightened his already straight back.

Huo Beichuan was silent for a while and then said calmly, "Where is Fu Xinyan now?"

"Mr. Huo, just after you and your wife left yesterday, Fu Xinyan heard that his brother was injured and fell off the cliff in a hurry. His life was saved, but he will have to use a wheelchair for the rest of his life."

For the dancer, this is a hundred times more uncomfortable than killing her.

After hearing what Nie Yan said, Huo Beichuan was not surprised at all. He raised his eyes and glanced at Nie Yan, knowing what he meant.

Nie Yan deliberately told Fu Xinyan when she was in an emotional breakdown that Fu Yichen had noticed that the mountain road was steep before going up the mountain because she was injured, and happened to see Fu Xinyan wearing high heels.

The right time and place made everything perfect.

She fell off a cliff accidentally.

He never asked about Nie Yan's way of doing things, only the results, which he was not very satisfied with.

"Huh, not enough! If you touch my wife, you can't get away."

Huo Beichuan's tone was light and airy.

Nie Yan's eyes flashed slightly as he understood what Huo Beichuan meant.

This is to deal with Xinyan with a fatal blow.

After waiting for a while, Nie Yan continued to report.

"We found out that Lao Hei was a fake Taoist priest. He committed a murder many years ago and hid in a Taoist temple. Fu Xinyan was a superstitious fortune teller and had an encounter with him. She coaxed Lao Hei into sleeping with him and kidnapped his wife. That night Lao Hei took Fu Xinyan In the name of taking pictures of the necklace, follow the lady's face all the way outside the drugstore, show her Mingshan's photo, and force her to send a note to confuse you. Fu Xinyan also secretly rushed to the Taoist temple from Hangzhou that night, and she snatched it away And smashed the necklace. Lao Hei has already gone in and has no chance to come out again."

Nie Yan took a black brocade box from the side, opened it and handed it to Huo Beichuan, "The necklace is seriously damaged and needs to be repaired!"

"No, if it's broken, it's no longer worthy of being worn by my baby. Send it to the warehouse!"

Huo Beichuan glanced at the broken necklace into several pieces and regretted giving it to Mingyue.

If it weren't for this, Fu Xinyan might not be jealous of Mingyue and harm her.

This thought only lasted for a moment, and he immediately decided to give more expensive and better ones to Mingyue in the future. Only the best ones were worthy of his wife.

Huo Beichuan raised his wrist to check the time, then stood up immediately and buttoned his suit.

Mingyue is still at home waiting for him to buy groceries and cook.

Nie Yan stopped him and asked for instructions, "Mr. Huo, then, the Fu family..."

Huo Beichuan stopped and said calmly, "Fu Yichen saved me, you can stop."

"Yes, Madam, what should I tell her?"

Huo Beichuan looked back at Nie Yan, "It's my business how to tell my wife."