Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

When Jim saw the canonization smoking his cigar, he quickly took out a lighter and lit it up.

"Boss, did this stupid woman do anything to sorry his sister-in-law?"

Jim stood beside the canonization, he himself lit a cigar and smoked it.

Just think of that night, the canonization took Luo Yangyang into the company.

As soon as Luo Yangyang's immature face came to mind, Jim's sister-in-law couldn't say so much.

But who makes the woman a boss?

No matter how young you are, your sister-in-law still has to be called.

The canonization spit out a mouthful of smoke, white smoke lingering, his cold eyes glanced at Jim casually.

Feng Sheng obviously didn't say anything, but Jim gave him a cold eye, and his back immediately chilled.

He only felt a stray wind blowing from the tip of his heart, making him shudder.

Anthony, who was sitting on the sofa, secretly examined the canonization, then got up and walked towards the two of them.

Anthony walked up to Jim and unceremoniously reached out his cigar from his suit pocket, and snatched the lighter in Jim's hand.

When the ignition was on, he whispered: "What do you ask so much about the boss?"

"If you want to start with my cigar, why do you say so much?"

Jim snatched his lighter back.

Smoking his cigarette, but also say something to him, who is this?

Yaquan turned his back to the canonizer, he walked to the side of the bed and sat down.

"Don't come over! Yaquan, please, don't!"

Ye Shayan looked at Ya Quan sitting by the bed, and immediately begged for mercy with horrified eyes.

"Nothing? Don't worry, I am not interested in you."

Ya Quan pushed his glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and the baby face said to Ye Shayan solemnly.

"No! Your knife, you threw the knife away, OK?"

Ye Shayan didn't even look at Ya Quan's face. She focused all of her attention on the fruit knife in his hand.

"Throw it? Okay."

Yaquan raised her brows slightly, replying very easily.

"Really?"

Although Ye Shayan thought it was impossible, there was still a glimmer of hope in her eyes.

Her gaze, which had been staying on the fruit knife, also moved up suddenly, looking at Ya Quan in shock.

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, I will throw it to you."

After the handle of the fruit knife turned around in Yaquan's hand, he suddenly pinched the rotating handle.

Then he flicked his wrist forcefully, and the fruit knife flew out of his hand.

"what--"

Ye Shayan screamed almost at the moment Yaquan's fruit knife was released.

Ya Quan faced Anthony. Although Anthony could not understand what Ya Quan and Ye Shayan said, his attention had always been on Ya Quan.

When Ye Shayan screamed suddenly, he saw the fruit knife that was still in Yaquan's hand last second.

At this time, at a 45-degree angle, it was inserted obliquely into Ye Shayan's right side, between the collarbone and chest.

What a fast speed!

A flash of surprise flashed in Anthony's eyes.

Ya Quan's shot was so fast that he didn't even see how the fruit knife was suddenly inserted into Ye Shayan's body from Ya Quan's hand.

Anthony's smoking action stopped, and his hand holding the cigar stopped on his chest.

At this moment, Anthony looked at Ya Quan's eyes with a touch of depth.

None of them had ever fought against Ya Quan, plus Ya Quan had a baby face and his skin was relatively white.

Therefore, the prestige of Yaquan in the company is actually not that high.