When Jim saw that the saint was smoking his cigar, he quickly took out a lighter and lit it.

"Boss, has this stupid woman done anything to be sorry for her sister-in-law?"

Jim stood beside the canon, lighting a cigar himself and smoking.

As long as he thought of that night, the saint led Luo Yangyang into the company.

As soon as Luo Yangyang's immature little face came to mind, Jim's sister-in-law couldn't speak.

But who made the family a woman who was the boss?

No matter how young she is, her sister-in-law still has to be called.

The Saint gently exhaled a puff of smoke, white smoke swirling, and his cold eyes glanced at Jim nonchalantly.

Feng Sheng obviously didn't say anything, but Jim was glanced at by his cold eyes, and immediately felt a chill down his spine.

He only felt a yin wind blowing through the tip of his heart, making him shudder.

Anthony, who was originally sitting on the sofa, secretly glanced at the canonization, then got up and walked over to the two of them.

Anthony walked up to Jim, unceremoniously reached out and pulled a cigar out of his suit pocket, snatching the lighter from Jim's hand.

When the fire was lit, he whispered, "Why do you ask so much about the boss?" ”

"I want to say from my cigar, why are you talking so much?"

Jim snatched his lighter back.

Smoke his cigarettes, and say a word about him, who is this?

With his back to the canonized people, Yaquan walked to the side of the bed and sat down.

"Don't come here! Yaquan, please, don't! ”

Ye Shayan looked at Yaquan who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and immediately begged for mercy with frightened eyes.

"Don't want anything? Don't worry, I'm not interested in you. ”

Yaquan pushed the frame of his glasses on the bridge of his straight nose, and said to Ye Shayan with a baby face.

"It's not! Your knife, you threw the knife away, okay? ”

Ye Shayan didn't look at Yaquan's face at all, her attention was all on the fruit knife in his hand.

"Thrown? OK. ”

Yaquan's eyebrows raised slightly, and he replied in a particularly talkative manner.

"Really?"

Although Ye Shayan thought it was impossible, there was still a flash of hope in her eyes.