Chapter 827: Master Lu: Why do I seem to be talkative lately?
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Qiao Nian Ye Wang Chuan
"?" Jiang Xianrou never thought that he would be so disrespectful to herself, and even heard the echo of the slap on the face, her mind went blank for a moment, the blood all over her body rushed back to her brain, her eyelashes trembled violently, The blood on his face faded, and he was a little afraid of self-confidence, thinking that he had heard it wrong: "Master Wang, I..."
Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes lazily, suppressing the cruel look in his eyes: "Jiang Li gave you face, Jiang Li doesn't have this face with me, he didn't even dare to tell me about it Now, we have to solve it privately. Why do you think you can ask me for this face. Why, I seem to be very talkative recently? "
Ye Wangchuan has never been a good talker, or in other words, everyone in Beijing knows that it is best not to seek connections with him, and asking for mercy through the back door will only make his death worse.
Jiang Xianrou has been flattered by Zhang Yang and the others in the capital city for the past few years, and she is a little spoiled. She really feels that she is different from this man.
At this moment, Jiang Xianrou's face seemed to be uncovered and slapped, her whole body was burning with embarrassment, and she hesitated to dig a hole to get in.
"I……"
Jiang Xianrou regretted that she made the phone call at home, and even more regretted that she should not have agreed to Zhou Hengfeng's help. After all, what Zhou Wei cared about her, she was also confused by Qiao Nian, and now she I don't know how to smooth things over for myself on this phone call.
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Upstairs, after finishing drying her hair, Qiao Nian casually walked to the desk and turned on the laptop.
Just boot up.
Yuan Yongqin's message was sent.
Qiao Nian scanned the message from Yuan Yongqin, crossed his legs, looked careless, put his hands on the table, tapped the keyboard with his fingertips, and logged into the Hongmeng software.
There is an S logo in the red square grid, which is simple and recognizable.
As soon as she went online, the avatar of Slim Waist Control lit up, and immediately sent her a message back, scolding Zhou Hengfeng angrily, saying that she asked Zhou Hengfeng, and really took the Trojan horse that Hongmeng gave him for research and study outside to show off However, I asked Qiao Nian how to deal with it.
Qiao Nian raised the corners of her eyes, her black and white eyes were indifferent, and she didn't talk nonsense. She went online and logged into the black market forum.
A pair of slender and beautiful hands were typing on the keyboard, and after a while, a statement from the Hongmeng was sent.
After the statement was sent, out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the cell phone she had left beside the bed lit up again, and someone was calling.
The phone call just now was annoying, Qiao Nian pursed her lips, leaned on the back of the chair, waited for two seconds before getting up, walked over, bent down to pick up the phone.
See caller ID.
She suppressed the impatience in her eyes almost instantly, and her aura softened. Her beautiful eyes were gentle and restrained, and she looked no different from ordinary girls: "Hey, Aunt Chen... Ah, tonight?"
Qiao Nian looked up, looked at the wall clock on the wall, lowered his eyelids again, paused, put his hands in his pockets, and said, "Well, you can eat anything, I'm not picky, I'll eat whatever you make."
"Well, I'll come over right away, wait for me, and I'll tell you when I arrive."
She listened patiently to the woman on the other end of the phone who had a long talk, and finally waited for the other party to hang up first before she put down the phone.
Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes lazily, suppressing the cruel look in his eyes: "Jiang Li gave you face, Jiang Li doesn't have this face with me, he didn't even dare to tell me about it Now, we have to solve it privately. Why do you think you can ask me for this face. Why, I seem to be very talkative recently? "
Ye Wangchuan has never been a good talker, or in other words, everyone in Beijing knows that it is best not to seek connections with him, and asking for mercy through the back door will only make his death worse.
Jiang Xianrou has been flattered by Zhang Yang and the others in the capital city for the past few years, and she is a little spoiled. She really feels that she is different from this man.
At this moment, Jiang Xianrou's face seemed to be uncovered and slapped, her whole body was burning with embarrassment, and she hesitated to dig a hole to get in.
"I……"
Jiang Xianrou regretted that she made the phone call at home, and even more regretted that she should not have agreed to Zhou Hengfeng's help. After all, what Zhou Wei cared about her, she was also confused by Qiao Nian, and now she I don't know how to smooth things over for myself on this phone call.
*
Upstairs, after finishing drying her hair, Qiao Nian casually walked to the desk and turned on the laptop.
Just boot up.
Yuan Yongqin's message was sent.
Qiao Nian scanned the message from Yuan Yongqin, crossed his legs, looked careless, put his hands on the table, tapped the keyboard with his fingertips, and logged into the Hongmeng software.
There is an S logo in the red square grid, which is simple and recognizable.
As soon as she went online, the avatar of Slim Waist Control lit up, and immediately sent her a message back, scolding Zhou Hengfeng angrily, saying that she asked Zhou Hengfeng, and really took the Trojan horse that Hongmeng gave him for research and study outside to show off However, I asked Qiao Nian how to deal with it.
Qiao Nian raised the corners of her eyes, her black and white eyes were indifferent, and she didn't talk nonsense. She went online and logged into the black market forum.
A pair of slender and beautiful hands were typing on the keyboard, and after a while, a statement from the Hongmeng was sent.
After the statement was sent, out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the cell phone she had left beside the bed lit up again, and someone was calling.
The phone call just now was annoying, Qiao Nian pursed her lips, leaned on the back of the chair, waited for two seconds before getting up, walked over, bent down to pick up the phone.
See caller ID.
She suppressed the impatience in her eyes almost instantly, and her aura softened. Her beautiful eyes were gentle and restrained, and she looked no different from ordinary girls: "Hey, Aunt Chen... Ah, tonight?"
Qiao Nian looked up, looked at the wall clock on the wall, lowered his eyelids again, paused, put his hands in his pockets, and said, "Well, you can eat anything, I'm not picky, I'll eat whatever you make."
"Well, I'll come over right away, wait for me, and I'll tell you when I arrive."
She listened patiently to the woman on the other end of the phone who had a long talk, and finally waited for the other party to hang up first before she put down the phone.
