Su qingyu looked at Shi Budai.
It looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it before.
But, uh, this guy, if she's GonNa remember him, it's GonNa be important.
Su Qingyu firmly put the appearance of Shi Budai in his mind.
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Shi Budai is driving. He doesn't want to cook, he wants to eat outside.
But the violent woman seems to want to eat at home, and he just said that if Miss Mu wants to, it's okay to eat at home.
His words had spilled water. He did not dare to drive to the hotel, so he drove to the high-end supermarket nearby to buy ingredients.
Selling vegetables in the supermarket, washing vegetables and cooking at home, Shi Budai could immediately have dinner on the table. It took him more than an hour.
The last dish was served on the table. Shi Budai Beckoned Mu Yixun, who had been sitting comfortably on the Sofa since she returned to the apartment and was reading some documents.
He said, "Mu... Yixun, it's time to eat. "
Mu Yixun's gaze moved away from those documents. She got up and walked from the Sofa to the dining table. Two dishes and a soup.
She took a look and said, "why is there a dish missing tonight? "
Previously, it was three dishes and a soup.
Shi Budai felt especially aggrieved.
He had worked hard to make two dishes and a soup, but he was actually despised.
It was as if his wife had worked hard to make the dishes, but his husband despised it as unpalatable.
I'll cry for you to see, you damned violent woman!
Shi Budai said, "it's night. Eat less. Light Diet, light diet. "
Mu Yixun glanced at Shi Budai but did not say anything.
She sat down and picked up her chopsticks to eat.
After dinner, Mu Yixun read some documents, took a shower, and prepared to go to bed.
Meanwhile, Shi Budai's mother tidied up the dining table obediently.
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In the next few days, Shi Budai's relationship with Mu Yixun stabilized.
She cooked at home every day and picked up Mu Yixun.
As for Mu Yixun, she began to plan how Jin Yunhe and Gu Yin would debut.
Although she would use the resources of Shang Huang Entertainment, since she wanted to be a manager herself, she would personally handle the matters of the two of them, so she started to get busy in the company.
Shi Buji roughly understood Mu Yixun's work rhythm. Shi Budai had been holding it in for a long time and was starting to get restless.
That morning, Shi Buji sent Mu Yixun to the company.
The luxury car left Shang Huang Entertainment and drove directly to the presidential suite of a star-rated hotel, calling for a delicate and weak little sister.
Why did she have to be delicate and weak?
Recently, seeing a violent woman had really spoiled his appetite.
He needed a soft and cute little sister to beg for a hug and comfort.
"Baby, I'm coming. "
Shi Buji wanted to pounce on the bed.
At this moment, the door of the presidential suite was kicked open from the outside.
The door of the presidential suite was made of solid Nanmu Wood, and it was forcefully kicked open.
The door bounced against the wall behind it, making a loud sound.
Shi Budai and the soft and cute little sister were both shocked.
Especially Shi Budai. He realized something and his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.
However, he still managed to hold his breath. He turned his head to look at the door, shivering, and saw Mu Yixun's beautiful and tall figure standing there expressionlessly.
Wasn't the violent woman sent to Shang Huang Entertainment Company by him?
Wasn't she supposed to be at work?
Why was she here?
"Shi Budai! " Mu Yixun's face was as dark as water. Shi Budai could not tell whether she was happy or angry.
However, when she called his name indifferently, Shi Budai almost burst into tears.
Shi Budai said with a trembling voice, "I'm here. "
Mu Yixun raised her beautiful, curved Chin slightly. "Pick up the belt, what does it look like? "
Shi Budai lowered his head to take a look.
Yeah, he just took his belt off, dropped his suit pants in the middle, and now he looks ridiculous.
Shi Budai bent down to pick up the belt.
The belt was just picked up, and he wanted to put his pants on first.
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Then he heard Mu Yixun say, "give me the belt. "
Shi Budai had a bad premonition in his heart. He said timidly, "fuming... this, this belt I want to use. "
Mu Yixun coldly curved his lips and said expressionlessly, "bring it here! "
Shi Budai's little heart thumped and his hand trembled. He quickly handed it to Mu Yixun.
Mu Yixun took the belt.
She lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the leather belt in her hand, which was of very high quality. Her eyes flashed with an unexplainable sadness.
She waved the belt in the air.
Hiss!
The belt seemed to cut through the air and made a sharp sound.
Shi Budai's eyelids twitched. "Xun, take this belt... "
Before he could finish his sentence, he heard Mu Yixun say coldly, "I'll whip you! "
Shi Budai:"..."
As soon as Mu Yixun finished her sentence, she directly whipped the belt on Shi Budai's thigh.
"Ahhhhh, it hurts, it hurts! " Shi Budai wailed in pain.
With the leather belt and Mu Yixun's skillful movements, Shi Budai felt a burning pain in her thigh when the belt was whipped.
This was not the end. Mu Yixun continued to whip another belt.
"AHHHHH! "
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! "
"Miss Mu, Xun, violent woman, STOP HITTING ME! "
"I was wrong, I was really wrong! "
"It hurts, it hurts! "
In the presidential suite, Shi Budai's screams of abuse could be heard.
Next to the soft and cute girl has been scared silly, the whole body huddled in a corner, shivering.
Who is this young lady coming over?
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