Chapter 16 Is there something wrong with the milk tea?

Returning to her seat, Yan Luo held her chin with her hands, making the shape of petals. She calculated that it was almost time.

"Ouch, my stomach hurts!"

"Me too!"

"What's going on? Is there something wrong with the milk tea?"

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Not long after, Zhang Lin also ran out of the office with an ugly look on her face. She was holding a ball of paper to her stomach and glared at her fiercely.

Yan Luo looked at the empty office and whistled, feeling very comfortable.

When the young secretaries came back together, they looked haggard and a little weak.

They surrounded Yan Luo, and it seemed like they were outnumbered.

Xu Weiwei pointed at her and asked, "Did you put something dirty in the milk tea?"

Yan Luo sat on the swivel chair, looking surprised, "What happened to you guys?"

"Stop pretending! We all got stomach upset after drinking milk tea!" Xu Weiwei said angrily.

"That's what I said! The whole room smells like golden shit!" Yan Luo fanned his nose with his hand, "I have no grudge against you, what kind of seasoning can I add? Besides, you can check all the surveillance from the time I went there to the time I came back at Yu's, the milk tea shop, and on the street to see if I added anything."

"The milk tea shop won't release it. You must have done something." Xu Weiwei was so angry that her face puffed up.

Yan Luo sneered, "When you speak, you need to provide evidence. Otherwise, you're just spitting shit everywhere. It's okay to spit it below, but it's a bit disgusting to spit it above."

"How dare you scold me!"

Yan Luo looked at her angry expression and moved the finger pointing at his nose away. "Impulse is the devil. Do you know what happened to the last person who pointed at me?"

Xu Weiwei raised her neck proudly, "Are you threatening me?"

"I'm just stating a fact." Yan Luo stood up, moved closer to her and stared into her eyes. "The last person who pointed at me couldn't sleep every night."

For some reason, Xu Weiwei felt terrified when she looked into Yan Luo's eyes, as if they were a black vortex that was pulling people in and making it impossible to escape.

She suddenly fell to the ground with her limbs weak, cold sweat on her forehead, and she was gasping for breath.

The secretaries around her helped her up and sent her back to her seat.

When I asked her what was wrong, she lost her voice as if she had lost her soul.

At this time, Zhang Lin walked up to her with a stinky face, "What did you do? Everyone in the office has a stomachache."

Yan Luo spread his hands and leaned against the table. "I also told you to investigate every surveillance and the quality inspection of the milk tea."

Hearing this, Zhang Lin gritted his teeth. A person who is so confident must have made complete preparations.

If anyone dares to challenge her openly, she will make sure that bastard is in trouble!

She snorted and left.

Yan Luo sat in the swivel chair, looked at a black mandala blooming in the palm of her hand, and curled her lips.

It was lunch time and Yan Luo's phone vibrated. It was a call from an unknown number.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and slid her fingertips to her ears.

The man's deep and magnetic voice reached my eardrums, "Come here."

Two words to end the call.

Yan Luo smacked her lips. This bastard wanted to invite her to have lunch.

To be more precise, I wanted to see her look hungry.

She put her backpack into the closet and walked to the president's office with her cell phone.

Just as I was about to knock on the door, I heard the sound of hurried high heels behind me.

A woman in a slim black sleeveless dress walked over with a handbag in her hand. The toad mirror blocked most of her face, and only her bright red lips could be seen.

The person who came was Luo Yan, one of the four young beauties of the empire.

"Please knock on the door." Luo Yan said with a proud attitude.

Yan Luo crossed his arms and looked at her, "Don't you have arms?"

Luo Yan snorted, "Do you want to be fired?"

"I couldn't ask for more! It would be best if you could ask President Yu to fire me." Yan Luo smiled.

Luo Yan took off his sunglasses and looked her up and down with his foxy eyes. "You look a lot like his ex-wife."

"Ex-wife?"

"It will be soon. Brother Nanchen should choose a woman like me. His ex-wife is as annoying as you."

Yan Luo couldn't help but sigh that even though this bastard had the title of the Death-stealing King Yan, there were still many women flocking to him.

She asked in a low voice, "Do you want to get Yu Nanchen?"

Luo Yan frowned in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Yan Luo walked towards the fire escape, hooked his finger at her, and Luo Yan followed.

She asked Luo Yan, "Do you know the role of his wife?"

Seeing Luo Yan's suspicious look, she said nonsense seriously, "It's to protect the house! Yu Nanchen has an unlucky star in his fate, so he can only marry a woman with a completely yin fate. Otherwise, as long as he is engaged, his fiancée will get into trouble within three days. So his wife is just a decoration."

"So those previous rumors are true?"

"Of course, so for now, Yu Nanchen can't get a divorce. However, if you really love Yu Nanchen, I can help you."

Luo Yan rolled her eyes, "Do you have a solution?"

"As long as you get pregnant and give birth to a child, the curse will be lifted. Then you can make his wife his ex-wife." Yan Luo patted her shoulder, "I think you exude nobility from head to toe. The position of Madam Yu belongs to you."

Luo Yan's eyes lit up, then suddenly narrowed in doubt, "Hypocrisy! Why should I trust you?"

"Because I am that annoying ex-wife!"

Luo Yan immediately hated her, "I knew you didn't have such good intentions. Are you here to demonstrate to me?"

What a demonstration!

Yan Luo had lost much patience. If it wasn't for the desire to save some mana for emergency use, she would not have bothered to talk to her and would have directly used the soul-stealing technique to deal with her.

There was a black Yantala petal on her fingertips. "Put it in water, coffee or alcohol and soak it there. Once he drinks it, he will be very interested in you, and then you can take him down."

"Is this true? It can't be poison, right? Do you want to murder him and put the blame on me?" Luo Yan picked up the flower petals.

"I already have someone in my heart, but this marriage has trapped me. As long as a woman gives birth to Yu Nanchen's child, my mission will be over." Yan Luo held her hand, "I thank your eight generations of ancestors! After the matter is accomplished, I beg God to let you live one more year!"

Luo Yan stroked the petals and said, "If that's the case, I'd rather live ten years less."

Yan Luo looked at the information above the black shadow behind her, and really wanted to know what her expression would be if she knew that she would end up living at the age of 40 because of a breast augmentation surgery.

I would rather live ten years less, that is, to thirty years old.

She is twenty-six now and has another four years to live. Will she still be able to say this then?

Yan Luo asked her, "Are you going to do it or not?" If you don't, I will use force. Humans are really troublesome.

"Do it!" Luo Yan's eyes were firm.

Yan Luo nodded appreciatively, "I'm counting on you. Go ahead and get him a cup of coffee."

Luo Yan called her assistant and asked her to bring up a cup of iced coffee.