Chapter 1000 He Xihuai Was Beaten

Wen Qiao, sitting at the desk, folded his arms, looked at him with a half-smile.

Teresa wanted to go in with He Xihuai, but He Xihuai raised his hand to block her from the door.

After the door closed, He Xihuai walked towards Wen Qiao with a smile on his face: "Miss Wen, please call me over. What's the matter?"

Wen Qiao reached out and held his shoulder. Then, He Xihuai felt like the world was spinning. When he entered the door, Wen Qiao threw him over his shoulder and hit the ground hard.

"you……"

Wen Qiao half-crouched beside him: "Mr. William, ah, no, I should call you Mr. He, He Xihuai."

He Xihuai chuckled softly and sat up slowly: "You know."

Of course she knew. After all, Su Ce knew. Su Ce must have told her.

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "Yes, I understand."

He Xihuai felt a severe pain in his back, and Wen Qiao was completely merciless.

Wen Qiao's eyes were as cold as winter ice and snow: "You tied me up and made me stay in that small room for a day and a night. Now, I give it back to you."

He Xihuai knew that this was a girl who must avenge herself.

But he still whispered: "I don't know what you are talking about."

Wen Qiao didn't mind if he didn't admit it: "I know there is no evidence, so I can't do anything to you."

As soon as she finished speaking, she grabbed He Xihuai's collar and punched him in the face.

His handsome face was distorted, his hair was a little messy, and blood even slowly dripped out of the corners of He Xihuai's mouth.

Wen Qiao's blow left He Xihuai helpless. He Xihuai, who was originally very handsome, had bruises all over his mouth when he left her office. Teresa was so scared that she covered her mouth: "Mr... I heard something going on inside.”

But she didn't dare to go in rashly. Unexpectedly, her husband was fighting with Miss Wen.

If your husband is injured like this, then Miss Wen...

He saw Wen Qiao walking out unscathed, with no injuries on his face.

Teresa couldn't believe it, so her husband was beaten unilaterally? Sir's kung fu... isn't that good. Why didn't you fight back?

Seeing her husband's face ashen, she didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Wen Qiao said coldly: "If Mr. He does any tricks in the future, I won't let you go. If you are a man, do it openly."

There was a sinister look in He Xihuai's eyes, which made Teresa tremble with fear. She was afraid that her husband would become angry because of the shame, so he killed Miss Wen tonight.

If the husband is really cruel, there will be endless troubles after the meeting. After all, Miss Wen has Mr. Su behind her, as well as the eldest young master of the Fu family.

He Xihuai stroked the corner of his mouth and walked out gloomily.

Teresa bowed to Wen Qiao and quickly followed her husband's footsteps.

Being able to unilaterally beat her husband like this and subdue the young master, she truly felt that Miss Wen was a strange person.

Wen Qiao looked at He Xihuai's back and moved his wrist bones. At least it was a showdown. He Xihuai was no longer hiding in the dark and would not be hurt by open or secret arrows.

When He Xihuai returned to his company, Teresa carefully brought the medical kit over: "Sir, let me give you some medicine."

He Xihuai was sitting in the boss's chair with a very gloomy expression. Teresa held a cotton swab in her hand, dipped some iodophor in her hand, and gently applied the medicine to him, but hesitated to say: "Sir, what...what? Why don’t you fight back?”

She was answered with a cold look, and Teresa knew that her husband didn't like her asking this kind of question.