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Of course, with Yehua's loyalty to Mu Xiaojiu, no matter whether the Ninth Master forgave himself afterwards or not, it would not affect his determination to carry out the Ninth Master's orders.

What's more, now, Miss Xia Xia is still inside, the situation is unpredictable, and the ninth master must be in a bad mood.

At this time, if there is something, Yehua doesn't want others to disturb him.

Of course, Yehua also knew what Mu Xuri came to find the Ninth Master for.

Looking at Mu Xuri, he said slowly: "There are still a few days before the New Year, and now the company is also on holiday." ”

"If you have something to find the ninth master, it is better to wait until you go to work after the year to discuss, you see......"

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xuri couldn't help but interrupt him, his voice full of anger.

"I think you are lawless, how can Ah Jiu discipline you, even a subordinate dares to stop me!"

"I must see Ah Jiu today, and if I don't get out of the way, don't blame me for not giving Ah Jiu face."

He didn't say any more, Yehua's actions had already given him the answer.

Yehua was still standing in front of him as before, not moving.

Mu Xuri's anger was ignited instantly, and he reached out and pulled out the stainless steel crutches placed next to the wheelchair.

There were no superfluous words, and he waved towards Yehua vigorously.

The crutches slammed into Yehua's arm, and a muffled snort came from Yehua's mouth.

Still, he didn't move.

2nd and 3rd ......

Mu Xuri hit seven or eight times in a row before he stopped.

The maid stood behind him, looking distressed.

The crutches made of stainless steel, with Mu Xuri's anger, are likely to break their muscles and bones when they hit their bodies.

After so many heavy blows, Yehua just stood in place and suffered silently.

But the maid could also see that he was injured, and it was estimated that the injury was not light.

Yehua's face was pale, and beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his forehead.

His beaten left arm was shaking.

Even so, Yehua still stands there like a big mountain.

Mu Xuri was a little tired, looking at Yehua, his heart trembled slightly.

This is the people under Ah Jiu, who are loyal to him to such an extent, how many people like this are there around Ah Jiu?

"Mr. Three, it is indeed inconvenient for the ninth master today. If you have to see him, I'm afraid I'll have to die here first. ”

Yehua endured the pain and said firmly.

"Reckless, don't think I'm soft-hearted."

Although Mu Xuri was still angry in his heart, after venting, he had calmed down a lot, and his speech was softer at this time.

Yehua tried her best to pull out a faint smile at the corner of her lips, and said, "Mr. Three, Mrs. Wen Yu is back today, this should be the time." ”

"Why don't you go meet her first."

"I will report to the Ninth Master that you have come, and the Ninth Master will definitely make arrangements then."

A trace of doubt flashed in Mu Xuri's eyes, and he asked, "She's back?" ”

He believed that Yehua would not lie to him, but he didn't expect Wen Yu to come back so soon.

Before, Mu Xiaojiu said that he would let her stay outside for a week, so that she should be able to come back tomorrow.

"This is the arrangement of the Ninth Master." Yehua saw through the doubts in his eyes and said lightly.

He didn't explain too much, let Mu Xuri understand the rest of the things.

Mu Xuri lowered his eyebrows and thought about it, then raised his head, looked at Yehua and snorted coldly.

Only then did he signal to the maid, who immediately stepped forward and pushed him out of the hall and back to the main house.

He does have a lot to ask Wen Yu, there is Yehua standing in here today, and he will not be able to see Mu Xiaojiu anyway.

Could it be true that he killed Yehua with a heavy hand?

Even if he had the guts, he didn't want to have such a huge contradiction with Mu Xiaojiu now.

Many things have not been resolved, and this kind of thing is never suitable to tear his face with him.