Chapter: 1863
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yuanqing waited restlessly, tapping the steering wheel unconsciously with his fingers, fast and anxious.
About half a minute later, Mr. Bill's phone call came.
Zhang Yuanqing answered the phone immediately, and asked anxiously and nervously:
"What result?"
Mr. Bill's laughter came from the phone: "Your mother is fine. I called her just now. Well, she said that she doesn't want to talk to you recently and blocked your mobile phone number."
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned, and he hung up the phone silently.
I'm so worried here, but she blocked me? The blue veins on Zhang Yuanqing's forehead bulged one by one, and the chewing muscles on both sides of his cheeks bulged fiercely.
For about a few seconds, he grabbed his phone and edited a text message for Bill.
"Mr. Bill, please tell her for me, just say I fucked your mother." Zhang Yuanqing quickly deleted it and re-edited: "Tell her, I fucked his uncle"
Zhang Yuanqing deleted it again, pointing randomly on the screen with trembling fingers, but he didn't know how to spit it out, because he found that some people, if you scold her, the one who gets hurt is himself.
After a few seconds of silence, he slammed the phone onto the passenger seat, and angrily outputted a burst of anger at the steering wheel:
"Fuck blah blah blah"
A few minutes later
"Hey, Queen, call a tow truck, I'll send you a location, I didn't have a car accident, I blow up the steering wheel, why did I blow up the steering wheel? Because I want to blow up my mother's dog's head, okay, you talk a lot of nonsense, you know , if you are told to do things, do things, if you talk too much, I will hang you up and beat you when I come back."
"Immediately, Captain, don't be so fierce."
After waiting on the spot for half an hour, Zhang Yuanqing in the carriage heard a roar of a powerful engine. Following the sound, a sapphire blue supercar came at a fast speed.
When approaching the car parked on the side of the road, the sports car swung its tail like a dragon, drifting 180 degrees, and the sound of the tires rubbing against the asphalt road was sharp and loud.
The drift was over, and the blue sports car happened to be driving side by side with the car.
The window of the car lowered slowly, and the mixed-race girl wearing sunglasses said sweetly, "Get in the car, handsome guy, my sister will take you to the room."
The wind lifted her curly hair, the white shirt was sexy and fashionable, and there was a charming and sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt better, opened the car door, and said with a smile:
"A three-room presidential suite."
"Why?"
"Because of the three caves of the cunning rabbit, I have to check every cave."
Guan Ya rolled her eyes, waited for Zhang Yuanqing to enter the sports car, and said:
"Leave the car and keys here, the trailer is coming soon, I heard from the Queen, are you in a bad mood?"
It turned out that she heard that I was in a bad mood, so Zhang Yuanqing came here on purpose and sighed: "It's nothing, I had a fight with my mother."
Guan Ya started the car, drove for a long distance, and tentatively said:
"Auntie has a bad temper?"
"It's not a matter of personality. If you have a bad personality and a low EQ, how do you do business?" Zhang Yuan said calmly: JrNovels.com
About half a minute later, Mr. Bill's phone call came.
Zhang Yuanqing answered the phone immediately, and asked anxiously and nervously:
"What result?"
Mr. Bill's laughter came from the phone: "Your mother is fine. I called her just now. Well, she said that she doesn't want to talk to you recently and blocked your mobile phone number."
Zhang Yuanqing was stunned, and he hung up the phone silently.
I'm so worried here, but she blocked me? The blue veins on Zhang Yuanqing's forehead bulged one by one, and the chewing muscles on both sides of his cheeks bulged fiercely.
For about a few seconds, he grabbed his phone and edited a text message for Bill.
"Mr. Bill, please tell her for me, just say I fucked your mother." Zhang Yuanqing quickly deleted it and re-edited: "Tell her, I fucked his uncle"
Zhang Yuanqing deleted it again, pointing randomly on the screen with trembling fingers, but he didn't know how to spit it out, because he found that some people, if you scold her, the one who gets hurt is himself.
After a few seconds of silence, he slammed the phone onto the passenger seat, and angrily outputted a burst of anger at the steering wheel:
"Fuck blah blah blah"
A few minutes later
"Hey, Queen, call a tow truck, I'll send you a location, I didn't have a car accident, I blow up the steering wheel, why did I blow up the steering wheel? Because I want to blow up my mother's dog's head, okay, you talk a lot of nonsense, you know , if you are told to do things, do things, if you talk too much, I will hang you up and beat you when I come back."
"Immediately, Captain, don't be so fierce."
After waiting on the spot for half an hour, Zhang Yuanqing in the carriage heard a roar of a powerful engine. Following the sound, a sapphire blue supercar came at a fast speed.
When approaching the car parked on the side of the road, the sports car swung its tail like a dragon, drifting 180 degrees, and the sound of the tires rubbing against the asphalt road was sharp and loud.
The drift was over, and the blue sports car happened to be driving side by side with the car.
The window of the car lowered slowly, and the mixed-race girl wearing sunglasses said sweetly, "Get in the car, handsome guy, my sister will take you to the room."
The wind lifted her curly hair, the white shirt was sexy and fashionable, and there was a charming and sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.
Zhang Yuanqing suddenly felt better, opened the car door, and said with a smile:
"A three-room presidential suite."
"Why?"
"Because of the three caves of the cunning rabbit, I have to check every cave."
Guan Ya rolled her eyes, waited for Zhang Yuanqing to enter the sports car, and said:
"Leave the car and keys here, the trailer is coming soon, I heard from the Queen, are you in a bad mood?"
It turned out that she heard that I was in a bad mood, so Zhang Yuanqing came here on purpose and sighed: "It's nothing, I had a fight with my mother."
Guan Ya started the car, drove for a long distance, and tentatively said:
"Auntie has a bad temper?"
"It's not a matter of personality. If you have a bad personality and a low EQ, how do you do business?" Zhang Yuan said calmly: JrNovels.com
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