Chapter 146 Extra 2 Mr. He’s Sweet Secretary

In an instant, Meng Shiyi froze in place, even wondering if it was an illusion.

She just turned around.

Then she saw He Xilou standing in front of her, his dark eyes particularly dim, with a half-smile on his face:

"Do you think my head is green?"

The entire box became quiet in an instant, and you could hear a pin drop.

Xu Qingqing and Sheng Wan stopped singing, their voices stuck in their throats.

The male models stopped dancing, looked at each other, and watched the show in silence.

Meng Shiyi tightened her fingertips and shrank her neck guiltily, "Hubby, why are you here?"

He Xilou said nonsense seriously: "I'm here to find a male model."

Male models: “…”

Oh my goodness, this woman went out to have fun and got caught by her husband? ?

Before anyone could react.

He Xilou picked up Meng Shiyi in his princess arms and left. Before leaving, he glanced at the two girls and said lightly:

"I've taken the person away, and the bill is on me. I'll treat you. Please don't bring my wife to places like this in the future, I'll be jealous."

The consequences of He Xilou's jealousy are serious, very serious.

Once he gets jealous, he becomes ruthless and forgets everything!

Xu Qingqing and Sheng Wan were stunned and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay! Don't worry!"

Meng Shiyi was held in his arms, wanting to cry but unable to.

Woohoo, it’s over.

Why didn't anyone come to rescue her!

Back home.

He Xilou pushed open the bedroom door and threw the person into the bed.

Meng Shiyi struggled to get up from the quilt.

The next second, He Xilou neatly pulled out a black leather belt.

She stepped back, her voice trembling: "What...what are you going to do."

He Xilou rolled his Adam's apple and coaxed in a hoarse voice, "Wife, perhaps you like some tying up?"

Meng Shiyi:!!!

Don't come over here!

…

In the second half of the night, Meng Shiyi's consciousness was blurred and she could not remember how many times it had happened.

I only remember that every time I climbed, the man grabbed my ankles and pulled me back.

"Baby, good boy, why are you hiding, huh?"

Meng Shiyi's eyes sparkled as she cried and begged for mercy: "Um... I'm sorry, honey. I won't dare to order a male model again next time..."

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He Xilou's career is getting more and more successful, and his business empire is expanding at an astonishing rate.

When he took Meng Shiyi to the company building, the employees called her the boss's wife.

When He Xilou was happy, the bonus doubled.

Meng Shiyi's ears turned red as she listened. She was wearing a black suit jacket, which was exquisite and beautiful, and a tight skirt.

In the office.

Meng Shiyi was lying on the sofa next to him, watching the tablet and accompanying He Xilou to work.

She looked up, but He Xilou was not working seriously. Instead, he was staring at her with a smile on his face.

"Don't you work?" she asked.

He Xilou's low voice was filled with helplessness, "Wife, I can't concentrate with you here."

"Then I'll leave?"

"Not allowed."

After the meeting in the afternoon, He Xilou sent a message to Meng Shiyi to come over.

She walked into the meeting room and was suddenly pushed behind the door by a man.

"Um...this is the meeting room!"

He Xilou leaned over and hugged her waist tightly, his eyes filled with overwhelming emotions, and his breathing was heavy. "Well, no one is here, and the surveillance is off, baby."

Meng Shiyi was very familiar with what he wanted to do with that look.

With a "click", the door of the conference room was locked.

"Secretary Meng, be good." He Xilou lowered his head and kissed her neck.

A layer of pink mist spread across Meng Shiyi's snow-white neck.

What the hell… Is this the sweet little secretary who plays the boss?

While Meng Shiyi was lost in thought, she was pushed against the floor-to-ceiling window in the conference room.

Her voice trembled, and she pushed He Xilou fearfully: "Don't do it here."

"One-way glass, don't be afraid."

He Xilou turned her over and restrained her waist from behind. "Secretary Meng, what should I call you?"

Meng Shiyi pressed herself against the cold glass, her legs trembling as she sobbed, "Boss He..."