Chapter 383: The contract of the domineering president, the petite pet
Chapter 383 The Overbearing President's Contract Little Pet
Xiao Jiuhan drove to the mountain manor.
Or according to Wan Qingming's name, it should be called Jiumeng.
As soon as she arrived at the outskirts of the manor, she obviously found that the surrounding surveillance network was much tighter. Compared with before, it can be said that there are really no dead ends. This should be the credit of Ai Ai and Song Ti.
As soon as he stepped into the hall, Xiao Jiuhan heard Cecilia's soft voice, but—
"Book title: "The Contract of the Domineering President and the Little Pet", Chapter 2.
" Ye Mohan stretched out his hand domineeringly, trapped the weak and beautiful young Lin Xiu between the wall and himself, raised the sharp chin of the beautiful young man, and smiled evilly and maniacally.
"'Heh, man, you have successfully attracted my attention, I can lend you 100 million, but if you want to be my man, you have to do whatever I ask you to do.'
"The beautiful boy Lin Xiu had stubborn tears in his eyes. Thinking of the imminent bankruptcy of the family business, his father being imprisoned, and his mother still waiting for money for surgery in the hospital, he could only endure the humiliation and said: 'Ye Mohan, you You can do whatever you want with me, but, according to the previous agreement, it will only be three years, and after three years, we will part ways and have nothing to do with each other.'
"Ye Mohan thought to himself: Heh, what a funny little thing, want to escape from me? Never even think about it in this lifetime.
"Ye Mohan stuffed a check into the boy's collar, threw him on the bed, and did indescribable things all night.
"Friendly question, do you want to unlock the indescribable part?"
Cecilia asked gently and politely.
Xiao Jiuhan suddenly felt a chill when he heard it, especially when the system read it in a serious and steady tone, it was even more strange.
She frowned deeply.
What the **** is this reading?
The twenty or thirty people in the hall are gathering together to listen to the radio with their heads up. Most of these people are tall and thick men.
One of the men in black leather pants with an unshaven beard couldn't take it anymore, he yelled: "Ai Ai, are you alright? Shut this **** thing for me quickly! I'm getting goosebumps when I hear it." It's gone! It's been so long since we broke up, why haven't you lost your ghost hobby? What kind of stuff do you watch all day long?"
Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "The Lord is coming up!"
The 20 and 30 people who got together turned their heads and saw Xiao Jiuhan, all of them had strange expressions.
Wan Qingming ran out from nowhere: "My lord."
The people behind them also knelt on one knee at the same time: "Your Majesty!"
"Get up!"
Just as Xiao Jiuhan finished speaking, Cecilia's system sound started again.
"No answer, the reader is shy by default, and the empathetic system will automatically unlock the indescribable part for you."
All members of the Nine Leagues were stunned and shouted at the ceiling at the same time: "Turn it off!"
"Ye Mohan pressed and tore apart, baby."
Like a system failure, after uttering two or three thought-provoking words intermittently, the sound of reading finally stopped abruptly.
"Phew, it's finally turned off!" Ai Ai's voice, like the aftermath of a catastrophe, came from the radio.
Seeing Xiao Jiuhan looking at him, Wan Qingming explained with a strange expression: "Your Majesty, it's like this. Ai Ai used her computer to connect to the butler system, and somehow something went wrong. From what she said, it seems that her computer The contents in it were accidentally transferred to the housekeeping system, so..."
(end of this chapter)