Chapter 151 0151 Humiliation on Himself

Yan Luo is not a good talker at all, Yan Nu, as a subordinate who has made a mistake and has a handle in her hands, still wants to talk about conditions?

Don't you think of her as a female bodhisattva with compassion, right?

I'm sorry, she's a soul at best! It's already merciful not to be a life-seeking demon!

Yan Nu knelt down and kowtowed to Yan Luo to plead, but Yan Luo always smiled with his eyes, like a fool who couldn't act.

Probably feeling a little strange that there was no sound, Yan Nu slowly raised his head.

His face was full of confusion and panic, and he crashed into Yan Luo's smiling eyes......

"Little, miss?" Yan Nu's body shook suddenly.

"Either send someone or wait for your life...... Yan Nu, are you really confused or pretending to be stupid? Aren't you asking for humiliation when you intercede with people like me? Yan Luo's cold mouth said the coldest result.

Yan Nu finally couldn't even kneel, opened his mouth, and couldn't make a sound.

"You people have also listened, you can treat me as a merchant and a master, but you don't need to treat me as a bodhisattva. Naturally, it's okay for you to think of me as a rakshasa ghost. Yan Luo exhausted the color on his face, and took out Chu Bai's usual coldness.

Looking at the "young lady" with a changeable face in front of her, a few people behind Yan Nu avoided her cold eyes in horror.

The reactions of those people also made Yan Luo very satisfied.

"You supervise each other, and if you detect anyone who has different intentions, you can report it directly to me, and if it is verified, you will be rewarded." When Yan Luo spoke, her eyes fell on those who didn't dare to look at her.

At first glance, those people were used to being harshly criticized by Yan Nu, and they were not as glamorous as the four people who were close to Yan Nu.

For such people, interests are the best bait.

Sure enough, as soon as the voice fell, those people raised their heads one after another.

"First of all, I am also tired. You go back and think about it, and by the way, help me pick up Bao'er. Yan Luo cut his hair: "Zhuangzi is far away from the capital, it's very boring, there is a Bao'er with me as a companion, you can have more fun." ”

The son was snatched away with just a few words, Yan Nu was aggrieved but couldn't say it, and when he walked out of Yan Luo's courtyard, he spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Someone informed Yan Luo of the news as soon as possible.

"Miss......" Chunyi stood aside, her eyes were full of doubts, there were many questions to ask, but she didn't know where to start asking.

"Let Xia Chan explain it to you." Yan Luo was really tired, too lazy to speak, and lay on the rattan chair to sleep.

Chunyi looked at Xia Cicada aggrievedly, and her fleshy little face was twisted into a ball.

"Mademoiselle didn't trust them and didn't want to reuse them...... It's nothing more than wanting to see them kill each other...... If there is something that can be used in this process, they are selected to use it, and if they are not, they will be left to fend for themselves. Xia Chan explained succinctly.

Chunyi scratched her head: "But, what do you want to get a child?" ”

"It's just fun." Yan Luo closed his eyes and said lazily.

Fun?

Chunyi's eyes were still full of doubts, but seeing that Yan Luo was about to fall asleep, he had to sigh and go to clean up the room next to him.

You can't let that kid sleep with Yan Luo......

The things that follow are to be done by others, and Yan Luo is not worried.

Before she woke up from this night, Bao'er had already been sent to Yan Luo's yard.

The six-year-old didn't look very old, and Bao'er was not in good shape, thin and small.

I was poisoned last night, and at this time my little face was lying on the bed with a sallow face, no wonder Yan Nu was reluctant to send it out.

After sleeping for more than two hours, Yan Luo opened his eyes and stretched out.

"Is the master awake?" Xia Chan, who was waiting on the side, whispered: "That one has been delivered, in the Westinghouse, and the silver ticket has been delivered." ”