Crazy son-in-law comes out: The stunning president chased after me

When Zhang Yu opened the private room door and saw Miao Xiaowei kneeling on the ground, he already guessed in his heart that He Qingye invited him here because of what happened last night.

He Qingye got up with a smile on his face and sat down next to Zhang Yu, and said with a smile: "I already know what happened last night, and I blamed me for not managing the people below, which is why I asked these people to give Mr. Trouble."

Although Miao Xiaowei gave his younger brother a gag order last night, He Qingye, the president of the Green Leaf Club, couldn't hide this kind of thing from him at all.

When she knew that Miao Xiaowei's subordinates dared to charge Zhang Yu, she directly asked Miao Xiaowei to be caught and beat him up severely.

"Why don't you hurry up and kowtow to Mr. Zhang to apologize?"

He Qingye turned to roar at Miao Xiaowei who was kneeling on the ground.

When Miao Xiaowei heard this, his face was full of fear, he quickly knelt on the ground, moved to Zhang Yu, and kowtowed.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang~ I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang~"

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yu showed a helpless expression on his face, then raised his right hand slightly, and Miao Xiaowei immediately felt an invisible force lift him up from the ground.

Zhang Yu said with a smile: "I said last night that the matter is over. If this is the case, then I will not pursue your responsibility, so you can rest assured."

Then Zhang Yu turned his head to look at He Qingye, and said with a smile: "Sister Qingye, what happened last night was all a misunderstanding, since the misunderstanding has been resolved, then we don't need to embarrass these little ones anymore."

He Qingye nodded slightly when he heard this, then looked sharply at Miao Xiaowei, and said loudly: "You should thank Mr. Zhang for letting you live, otherwise, you would not have the opportunity to stand here."

Miao Xiaowei showed a terrified expression on his face, and nodded his thanks to Zhang Yu hastily.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu smiled and waved to signal the other party not to do this, and Miao Xiaowei left the private room, while Sophie and Liu Xiaoqing were also called out by He Qingye.

Zhang Yu looked at He Qingye and said, "Sister Qingye, if I have nothing else to do, I'll go back first. My wife is still waiting for me at home."

When He Qingye heard Zhang Yu's words, she looked at Zhang Yu with a look of resentment in her eyes, and then she moved to Zhang Yu's side, and gently stroked Zhang Yu's face with her slender fingers.

"Why, am I not as beautiful as your wife and not attractive to you at all?"

Zhang Yu looked at He Qingye, who was so close, and sniffed the breath of a mature woman emanating from the other person's body, which immediately made Zhang Yu feel distracted.

"Sister Qingye, you are making me angry, do you know that?"

Zhang Yu said close to He Qingye's ear.

He Qingye said with a delicate smile, "I don't mind."

After saying this, He Qingye lay down on Zhang Yu's chest.

Seeing that He Qingye was so active, if Zhang Yu didn't give the other party a little color at this time, I'm afraid he really wasn't a man.

Half an hour later, Zhang Yu tidied up the somewhat messy clothes and came out of the private room, and said to Sophie who was guarding outside: "Your president fell asleep when you were a little tired, don't go in and disturb her."

Sophie nodded slightly when she heard this.

Just as Zhang Yu was about to leave the private room, he saw a familiar figure.

"Why is she here?"

Zhang Yu muttered in a low voice, the woman who appeared in his field of vision at this time was Deng Jialing.

When Zhang Yu and Ke Peng raced before, the other party was also there, and the other party left a good impression on Zhang Yu, at least the other party did not sneer at Zhang Yu like her cousin.

But Zhang Yu frowned slightly, because he saw a short-haired man beside Deng Jialing secretly put something into Deng Jialing's wine glass.

Zhang Yu quickly understood what the short-haired man was putting out. After all, in the bar, it was very simple what the man's purpose was.

Deng Jialing's eyes were full of bored looking left and right, while Li Song, the short-haired man sitting across from him, was looking at Deng Jialing with a mean smile on his face, and his eyes were full of greed and kept staring at the other's plump chest.

"Jia Ling, why don't we play in another place later?"

When Deng Jialing heard this, she looked at Li Song on the opposite side, shook her head and said, "It's getting late now, I'd better go back."

After saying this, Deng Jialing picked up the wine glass on the table and prepared to drink.

Seeing this scene, Li Song immediately showed an excited expression on his face.

At this time, his excited heart was almost unbearable, but he knew very well the power of this medicine.

As long as Deng Jialing drinks this glass of wine, she will become a doll in his hands in 10 minutes.

But when Deng Jialing picked up the wine glass and was about to put it to her mouth, a hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed her wrist to stop her.

"Don't drink this glass of wine!"

The person who caught Deng Jialing was naturally Zhang Yu.

"It's you?!!"

When Deng Jialing saw Zhang Yu standing aside, there was a strange gleam in his eyes and an excited expression on his face.

She didn't expect to meet Zhang Yu here, which surprised her very much.

Obviously Deng Jialing was about to drink that glass of wine, but Zhang Yu's sudden appearance directly interrupted Li Song's good deed, so he was naturally very annoyed.

"Boy, who are you? How dare you come here to make trouble. Get out of here. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Li Song got up and looked at Zhang Yu fiercely, hoping to scare him away.

Zhang Yu looked at Li Song with sharp eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and then took the wine glass from Deng Jialing's hand.

"You should be very clear about what you put in this wine glass just now, right?"

Hearing this, Li Song's face changed drastically, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes.

He didn't expect that Zhang Yu would see him in the end that he was so secretive and careful in administering the medicine just now, which made Li Song feel a little flustered.

When Deng Jialing heard Zhang Yu's words, she looked surprised, and then looked at Li Song angrily.

"Li Song, is what Zhang Yu said just now true? You put medicine in my wine glass?"

Hearing this, Li Song regained his senses, and quickly argued, "Jia Ling, listen to my argument~listen to my explanation~ this kid is just talking nonsense."

"I've been sitting here with you just now, even if I really want to drug you, then I don't have the chance."

Li Song pretended to be wronged at this time, and made himself into a person who was wronged by Zhang Yu.

When Deng Jialing heard this, she immediately felt the same thing.

She had been sitting here with Li Song just now, and the wine glass in her hand was always in front of her, and Li Song didn't take it.

Therefore, even if Li Song wanted to prescribe medicine, he didn't have this chance.

After Deng Jialing figured this out, she looked at Zhang Yu with doubts in her eyes. She believed that there must be a basis for what Zhang Yu said.

Seeing Deng Jialing's slapping gaze, Zhang Yu said with a smile, "Although you didn't leave this seat just now, this kid put a small white pill in your wine glass just now with an excuse to raise his hand. Didn't you see it?" It's normal."

Then Zhang Yu looked at Li Song, and said with a sneer, "Although your method of administering medicine is indeed very clever, it's a pity that you can't fool my eyes."

"If you didn't take the medicine, then you should drink this glass of wine. If you have nothing to do then, then treat me as wronging you. It's okay, right?"

After Zhang Yu said this, he passed the wine glass in his hand to Li Song.

Li Song looked down at the wine glass in front of him, his throat squirmed slightly and swallowed with difficulty, the expression on his face froze, and fine cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Seeing this scene, Deng Jialing immediately guessed that what Zhang Yu said was probably true. Li Song really put medicine in her wine glass just now.

After understanding this, Deng Jialing stared at Li Song with angry eyes, and roared, "Li Song, you bastard, I regard you as a friend, I never thought you would do such a thing to me."

At this time, Li Song saw that his matter had been exposed, and knew that no matter how he explained it, it would be useless, so he looked at Zhang Yu with vicious little eyes.

"Boy, you dare to spoil my good deeds, see if I don't kill you."

After saying this, Li Song took out a switchblade from his pocket, and as the sharp blade popped out, he stabbed fiercely at Zhang Yu's chest.

Seeing this scene, Deng Jialing immediately became flustered and said, "Zhang Yu be careful~"

Zhang Yu looked at the stabbing knife, his mouth turned up slightly to show a sneer, then he raised his left hand like lightning, and two fingers gently clamped Li Song's knife.

When Li Song saw that Zhang Yu was actually holding his knife with his fingers, Li Song still showed a complacent and arrogant look on his face.

"You are such a fool, you actually imitated Lu Xiaofeng to hold the knife with your fingers, do you think you can point with a finger? Or do you think you have Lu Xiaofeng's supernatural power?"

Just when Li Song thought that he could easily ask Zhang Yu to pierce his chest with his fingers, but he soon realized that he seemed to be wrong.

Li Song stared at the knife in his hand with wide eyes in disbelief, and kept pushing forward with his right hand, the muscles on his arm tensed.

But even so, the knife in his hand was still firmly clamped by Zhang Yu, unable to move at all.

hum~

Zhang Yu snorted coldly, and then turned his wrist slightly, Li Song's hand holding the knife was freed, and his knife fell into Zhang Yu's hand at this time.

Seeing that Zhang Yu actually snatched his knife with two fingers, Li Song showed a shocked expression on his face, and looked at Zhang Yu with incredible expressions in his eyes.

"Who the hell are you?"

At this moment, Li Song's legs were trembling from the fright of Zhang Yu.

In his opinion, the identity of Zhang Yu who can easily take away his knife with two fingers is definitely not simple.

Zhang Yu looked at Li Song with a look of contempt in his eyes, the knife kept waving in his hand, and Zhang Yu directly played tricks on him.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you are going to be miserable in the future!"