Chapter: 1330
Fu Qingyang: "."
At dusk, the setting sun is like blood.
In the elegantly decorated living room, Fu Qingyang's figure appeared out of thin air. He tilted his body, seemed to be unable to stand steadily, and fell tiredly on the handmade sofa.
The handsome and striking Mr. Qian was no longer the same as before, his left cheek was swollen like a pig's head, his right eye was bruised and congested, and two of his molars were broken.
The legs are also discounted.
Shengxue's white suit was covered with sword marks, and it became ragged and dripping with blood.
Fu Qingyang slumped on the sofa, took a few breaths, and immediately saw a golden injection on the coffee table.
Before he came in, there was no such thing on the coffee table.
The original life liquid was ready, this trash woman Fu Qingyang silently picked up the injection, and injected a tube of the original life liquid into the neck vein.
After recovering from the injury, Fu Qingyang grabbed the mobile phone on the coffee table and dialed the assistant's number, with a ruthless voice:
"Get ready to go back to Songhai!"
The sun was gradually sinking into the horizon, and night had not yet fallen.
Zhang Yuanqing handed the handle to Xiaodoubi, sniffed the strong aroma of vegetables, and touched the living room.
The table is full of delicacies, such as steamed crab, black-bone chicken soup, pine sea bass, braised bamboo shoots in oil, sweet and sour pork, garlic green vegetables, crispy roast duck, and stir-fried lettuce.
The dishes are rich enough to be called a feast.
Grandma was still busy in the kitchen, and the shovel and the iron pan made a "ping-pong, ping-pong" collision sound.
Poor Jiang Yuyue was dragged into a strong man, and was imprisoned by his grandmother to work as a helper in a small kitchen.
Zhang Yuanqing picked up a piece of glutinous rice meat and chewed it smackingly, when he heard grandma's voice from the kitchen:
"Yuanzi, is your girlfriend here?"
"Let me ask." Zhang Yuanqing grabbed out his phone and sent a message to Guan Ya: "Are you there? I'll wait for you to start the banquet."
Starting in the afternoon, he bombarded Guan Ya with phone calls and text messages, telling her that if she didn't come, the whole family would go to your place.
Guan Ya didn't agree at first, but she was so entangled by him that she couldn't do anything, so she said half-heartedly: "Okay!"
"Half an hour!" Guan Ya replied.
"Half an hour ago you said half an hour, I will wait for you for five minutes at most, if you don't come, then change the place to eat." Zhang Yuanqing sent a message.
"Oh, I'm so annoying, five minutes!" Guan Ya's message was full of reluctance.
Zhang Yuanqing shouted to the kitchen:
"There are still five minutes. I will go down to pick her up."
He knew that Guan Ya would definitely come, and old Si Ji always kept his word, but he was a little hypocritical.
"boom!"
The anti-theft door was closed, and Zhang Yuanqing went out. JrNovels.com
At dusk, the setting sun is like blood.
In the elegantly decorated living room, Fu Qingyang's figure appeared out of thin air. He tilted his body, seemed to be unable to stand steadily, and fell tiredly on the handmade sofa.
The handsome and striking Mr. Qian was no longer the same as before, his left cheek was swollen like a pig's head, his right eye was bruised and congested, and two of his molars were broken.
The legs are also discounted.
Shengxue's white suit was covered with sword marks, and it became ragged and dripping with blood.
Fu Qingyang slumped on the sofa, took a few breaths, and immediately saw a golden injection on the coffee table.
Before he came in, there was no such thing on the coffee table.
The original life liquid was ready, this trash woman Fu Qingyang silently picked up the injection, and injected a tube of the original life liquid into the neck vein.
After recovering from the injury, Fu Qingyang grabbed the mobile phone on the coffee table and dialed the assistant's number, with a ruthless voice:
"Get ready to go back to Songhai!"
The sun was gradually sinking into the horizon, and night had not yet fallen.
Zhang Yuanqing handed the handle to Xiaodoubi, sniffed the strong aroma of vegetables, and touched the living room.
The table is full of delicacies, such as steamed crab, black-bone chicken soup, pine sea bass, braised bamboo shoots in oil, sweet and sour pork, garlic green vegetables, crispy roast duck, and stir-fried lettuce.
The dishes are rich enough to be called a feast.
Grandma was still busy in the kitchen, and the shovel and the iron pan made a "ping-pong, ping-pong" collision sound.
Poor Jiang Yuyue was dragged into a strong man, and was imprisoned by his grandmother to work as a helper in a small kitchen.
Zhang Yuanqing picked up a piece of glutinous rice meat and chewed it smackingly, when he heard grandma's voice from the kitchen:
"Yuanzi, is your girlfriend here?"
"Let me ask." Zhang Yuanqing grabbed out his phone and sent a message to Guan Ya: "Are you there? I'll wait for you to start the banquet."
Starting in the afternoon, he bombarded Guan Ya with phone calls and text messages, telling her that if she didn't come, the whole family would go to your place.
Guan Ya didn't agree at first, but she was so entangled by him that she couldn't do anything, so she said half-heartedly: "Okay!"
"Half an hour!" Guan Ya replied.
"Half an hour ago you said half an hour, I will wait for you for five minutes at most, if you don't come, then change the place to eat." Zhang Yuanqing sent a message.
"Oh, I'm so annoying, five minutes!" Guan Ya's message was full of reluctance.
Zhang Yuanqing shouted to the kitchen:
"There are still five minutes. I will go down to pick her up."
He knew that Guan Ya would definitely come, and old Si Ji always kept his word, but he was a little hypocritical.
"boom!"
The anti-theft door was closed, and Zhang Yuanqing went out. JrNovels.com
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