The sweet wife is too fierce: Mr. Lu, get out of here!

Chapter 1022 1 Slap 4

After Shen Chenling rushed out, he drove a car directly from the garage, and drove directly towards the Yao Group. He, this time, must kill Yao Zian!

Lu Yisheng, who was in the office here, was still chatting with Qiao Anhao about how to deal with Louis, when he received a call from Uncle Lin, Qiao Anhao knew something was wrong, so he didn't speak and listened to Lu Yisheng.

It's just that Lu Yicheng just hummed and hung up the phone.

"Who called?"

"Uncle Lin."

"Uncle Lin? What's the matter? Is something wrong at home?" Qiao Anhao immediately became worried. Normally, Uncle Lin would not call if there was nothing wrong.

Lu Yicheng hummed, raised his hand and directly picked up his coat and put it on, "Chen Ling knows."

"How did Chen Ling know?" Qiao Anhao held Lu Yisheng back.

Lu Yicheng shook his head, reached out and patted her on the head, and said, "I'll go to the Yao Group, and you will wait here for news from me."

"No, take me with you." Qiao Anhao pulled Lu Yisheng.

Lu Yicheng looked down at her, and Qiao Anhao also looked up at him. There was worry in those eyes, and there was also a storm brewing, which was different from Lu Yicheng's calm and cold aura. Qiao Anhao is a very direct hatred.

Qiao Anhao is sharp, like a knife, sharp and stabbing, no one dares to touch it lightly, but Lu Yisheng is just the opposite, the whole person is restrained and stable, like a lazy cheetah, Even if he doesn't speak, it gives people a kind of fear that they don't dare to approach at will.

It was a kind of kingly air inherent in his body, just like an emperor, and the contemptuous eyes always spread murderous aura, even when he was domineering, people dare not look directly at him.

The two looked at each other with the same strength and did not back down. Qiao Anhao bit her lip and repeated, "Take me there."

Lu Yicheng hummed, and stretched out his hand, "Let's go."

Qiao Anhao put her hand on Lu Yisheng's and followed him.

Lu Yisheng drove over with Qiao Anhao, but Shen Chenling had already left after passing by. The entire Yao Group seemed to be in a commotion, and all the computer desks were smashed to pieces.

Looking at the wreckage on the ground and the people packing up, Qiao Anhao's heart sank. Obviously, Shen Chenling brought people over to make a big fuss.

And here, everyone in the Yao Group is now cleaning up the mess, sorting out all the things that need to be sorted out, and picking up all the documents.

Looking at the Yao Group in chaos, she didn't call Shen Chenling with her mobile phone, because the phone had already been turned off.

"Let's go, Yicheng." Qiao Anhao had a cold face. She reached out to hold Lu Yisheng's hand, but found that his hand was tightly clenched, and those blue eyes still seemed to be a pool of calm. The water in the lake is average, and there is no wave of shock.

His tall body enveloped the petite Qiao Anhao, and there was a murderous intent spreading in his eyes. That kind of aura made the spine chill, and he didn't even dare to breathe out.

A contemptuous sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth, Lu Yicheng exuded that cold aura, even Qiao Anhao had an inexplicable fear that this kind of Lu Yisheng was not the Lu Yisheng she was familiar with.

She looked up at him, feeling very uncomfortable being oppressed by the sense of coercion in the narrow elevator, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to pull him.

Called softly, "Yisheng."