My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Late at night, Yanjing's most prosperous commercial entertainment and leisure area, the large intertwined lights have been fully lit, near midnight, but it is the beginning of the day here.

The colorful light flashes like countless heartbeats in the crowd, teasing the nerves of passers-by.

However, those who can really afford it in these luxury clubs and nightclubs will naturally not be those who are blowing cold wind outside to see the lights.

Among them, a high-end entertainment club called "Pink Lady" is in a prime location on the corner of a pedestrian street. The facade looks small, but the four sturdy bodyguards at the door are in the cold wind , Supporting the facade.

And those who enter and exit from the underground parking garage of the side club are mostly old European supercars. This grade has already made some people who think that they are golden collars afraid.

At this moment, in a large box inside the Pink Lady, the dancing melody seems to make the whole room tremble.

In the dark box, under the light and fluorescence, several figures have been entangled on the rose-colored hard leather sofa.

Young man with shirtless upper body wearing only a pair of loose colored boxer trousers, beside him is a young girl with long wavy hair. The girl's phoenix eyes are moist, her lips are red and white, and she smells fragrant wine. Close to the man.

If you look down carefully, you will find that the woman's lower body has long been out of shape, leaving an open white short shirt on the upper body and a pink bra inside.

A pair of bold peaks squeezed against the man's arm, rubbing gently, as if he could swallow the arm at any time.

"Master Guo, are you not happy today? Don't you like poems," the girl poem asked softly and coquettishly.

But she tried her best to please for a long time, and the water below was already moist, but the man was stunned.

The man held red wine in one hand, sipped slightly, and squinted at the little beauty who had teased himself for a long time.

This goose egg face, this figure, just put on a hype on the Internet, can also catch fire, and even become the dream of many poor boys.

But such a woman, in his eyes like the Fengyue veteran, has no appeal.

It's the same, for money, just ride the young body to sell meat.

"Hey, poem, you can't get the ticket to buy the BIRKIN bag from Guo Yue today. Today, this kid saw super beauty and has no interest in a little beauty like you."

On the other side, a young man with a flat head and a cigar in his mouth smiled evilly.

The man himself is having a good time and has opened his legs, allowing a woman with purple hair to be * wanted on him.

The woman was dripping with sweat, and her pair of full buttocks kept rising and falling, trying to squeeze out the man's stock.

However, the large number of blue pills on the coffee table in front clearly gave her a lot of trouble. After a while, there was no way for the man to soften.

However, as long as these masters and juniors give out tens of thousands of "tips" each time, they can't help but twist their waists more hard, hoping to order her next time.

There was a trace of disdain in Shi Shi's eyes, "Well, what, which sister has taken away Master Guo's soul, and the young master said, Shi Shi does not believe it is so beautiful."

Guo Yue glanced at her contemptuously, "Miss Zhang Wanshi, are you a graduate of Yanda University in Finance and Economics?"

Shi Shi raised his head proudly, "Of course, I have a diploma, and I won the full award when I was in college, otherwise I would be here to serve you a few uncles."

"Then what do I think of your knowledge, it's about the same as a village girl," Guo Yue mocked.

There was a trace of sorrow in Shi Shi's eyes, but he immediately resisted it and transformed it into a petite, "I hate you. Where is Shi Shi like a village aunt? Is there such a flower like a jade?"

"In addition to your eyes getting bigger and your chest getting bigger, your brain can't be seen like a walnut kernel," Guo Yue sighed.

Shi Shi was so angry that his face was red and white, but he knew that the grandfathers here were not easy to provoke, so he had to grind his teeth and swallow into his stomach, so he pretended to be angry, and wept bitterly.

"Master Guo bullied people, poems ignore you!"

After talking, the woman ran out of the room regardless of the light below, and did not forget to close the door.

Guo Yue, unmoved, continued to sip red wine, thinking about his thoughts.

Another curly-haired young man who was still in a wet kiss next to him, said curiously: "I said Guo Yue, your sister-in-law Lin Ruoxi, there is a legend so beautiful?

I have heard from the buddy of Zhonghai who was an official in the past, saying that he rarely shows up in public, but I have seen it once. It is a cold beauty, but unfortunately I have never had a chance to meet. "

"What happened when I saw you, but it was the young woman of the Yang family. I heard that it was a role that even the Li family's overlord was obedient. You dare to touch it, and you haven't been smashed your head directly?"The flat-headed man sneered before.

"Even if you can't touch it, it's good to see and raise your eyes," the curly-haired man hummed softly.

Guo Yue stared at the two Hupeng dog friends with annoyance, "Why do you women, my sister-in-law are also your two male dogs who are in heat all year round?

I really think Lao Tzu does nothing but women?Do you know if you can use the best box and the best woman here with me? What do you rely on?"

The two men only laughed, and the flat-headed man said, "Of course, I don't rely on you anymore, Master Guo Yue."

"Fart! It's because my dad has a younger sister who marries into the Yang family! It's because of the tributes that our Guo family sends every year, and the old man of the Yang family is willing to accept it," Guo Yue scolded.

"Yes, Guo Dashao was right, we rely on the Yang family," the curly-haired man smiled authentically.

Guo Yue sipped red wine and grinned: "You know, the old man of the Yang family has not lived well for many years, and he can still cover it while he is still awake, but if he finishes playing completely, the Yang family can be It was in Yang Chen's hands.

But now, my cousin, but the impression on me is not very good, you think about it, if the Yang family ignores us in the future, me or me, you group of stupid people who follow me, do n’t say if there is People selling our face, those enemies outside, will let us go?"

"Ah? How could this be?" The flat-headed man wondered: "Is it a conflict?"

"Go to your egg!" Guo Yue scolded: "Laozi specially sent the gift today, but just looked at the woman for a few seconds, and then Yang Chen looked at me unpleasantly! This is justified! Fortunately, my mind Turning fast, putting things under pressure. "

The curly-haired man asked, "Is the gift received? If it is received, it means there is no problem."

Guo Yue smiled strangely, "The collection is received, the limited edition red 599, but it pleases my sister-in-law."

The two men sighed with relief and smiled, "Just close it, indicating that you didn't care too much."

"What do you know, I haven't finished my words", Guo Yue said with a somber face: "Although it was accepted, my sister-in-law listened to my cousin's words and sent me a car back. What car was sent to me in the evening. "

"What car?"

"ONE-77".

"what!!"

Both men shouted in silence.

"Aston Martin's ONE-77? That car is forty million! This ... Isn't that just four million Ferrari bought?" The curly man exclaimed.

"Hey, but it's not surprising. Yulei's boss can get tens of billions of assets, but she has more money than we add up."

Guo Yue laughed coldly: "You understand now, this is to clarify the relationship with me. We have neither the right of others, nor the money of others, and even being slaves may not want us."

The scene chilled instantly, and even the two girls who were trying to please the man found the atmosphere was wrong.

The girl with purple hair even found out that the flat-headed man under him didn't even know when it had withered and softened.

"That may not be the case, the family, talking about being slaves."

At this time, a chuckle voice came into the room, a tall man, wearing a shirt, showing his chest muscles, came in lazily.

In her arms is a rich, mature and beautiful lady. This woman has a black deep-necked long dress, and the plump snow peak that bursts out seems to be bursting out at any time. Infinite crimson daydream.

"Brother, Sister Luo?"