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Chapter 245 I'm Disliked by Thousands of People, I Hand In Myself 06(1/2)

Wan Yuhe saw that Jian Xingyuan had left without hesitation. She immediately smashed her phone in anger and shouted at Jian Da, who seemed to be completely an outsider next to her, "Look at him, what's his attitude? He has grown up,

Are your wings hard? Do you dare to disobey your fuck so much."

Jianda looked at Wan Yuhe who was crazy again indifferently, and his tone was very bad: "Don't forget, he is not your son at all."

"You!" Wan Yuhe trembled all over her body in anger, pointing at Jian Da, and couldn't speak for a moment.

Jane Da stood up, unwilling to pay attention to her: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. If he knew what happened back then, he would not show mercy based on what you did to him over the years. You should do it yourself."

"Are you threatening me?" Wan Yuhe's voice was sharp, and she shouted angrily at the person who walked away: "Jianda, don't forget that you recognized the wrong person by yourself back then and wanted to be with me. She also deceived my father, my sister

You killed it."

Jian Da's expression became even colder. He turned around and his eyes were brutal: "Wan Yuhe, you don't have a sister. I don't want to hear such words for the second time."

Wan Yuhe was frightened and then realized that she was so angry that she said something she shouldn't have said, but wasn't he mentioned this first?

Wan Yuhe was unwilling to give up and grinded her teeth hard: "If you don't mention it, don't think you're so noble."

Jianda snorted coldly, raised her foot and left.

He didn't want to stay here for a moment. If he hadn't been threatened by her, he wouldn't have been lazy to face this shrew.

Wan Yuhe looked at Jianda's back and her whole face became distorted.

It was obviously not like this at the beginning, so why has it become like this now?

They are all the cheap people like Jian Xingyuan. If it weren't for him, there wouldn't be any of the following things.

Her son is the only heir, and all of them belong to her son.

Wanling's son should enjoy the pain of not getting anything back then.

He suppressed his anger, picked up the cell phone on the ground, and called her son again.

She would never allow her son to be with someone with only face, and the Fang family is the most suitable marriage candidate.

Only in this way can the Fang family stand on his side.

In this way, with the Wanjia Industry in her hands, the company in Jianda, and the Fang family, they can compete with Jian Xingyuan for the position of the head of the Jian family.

If that old guy hadn't insisted on giving the position of chairman to Jian Xingyuan, how could Jian Xingyuan become the richest man?

The richest man should be her son.

It can only be her son's.

That Luo Qing cannot be kept.

Luo Qing touched his somewhat hot ears, as if someone was thinking about him.

But I soon started to work on the experiment and turned a blind eye to the outside world.

Luo Qing, who had been in a turmoil on the Internet, seduced someone else's boyfriend, the relationship between Luo Qing and his richest brother, the richest man and other gossips, also gradually faded due to the fading of the parties involved.

Coupled with Wan Yuhe's all-round suppression, soon there was no trace on the Internet.

Only some people asked Jian Xingyuan's official blog from time to time to know about Luo Qing's situation.

Seeing such news, Jian Xingyuan, the person involved, was very depressed.

Because he also wanted to know about Luo Qing's situation.

He was about to get the contact information that day, but two days later, there were very few when the other party returned to him.

He had searched at his house several times, but none of them were, as if they had disappeared.

He knew that it should be related to the person who came to pick up Luo Qing that day, but he was about to kidnap people into the nest and then flew, which was really uncomfortable.

Looking at the chat history displayed on the mobile phone screen, I stayed at yesterday, thought about it, clicked on the border, and started editing.

laboratory.

Luo Qing had just completed the data at hand and was about to take a break when he heard the phone vibrating and took it out and took it out to take a look.

Click on the v message sent by someone.

[Jian Xingyuan: Do you know what I love the most?]

?

Luo Qing didn't turn his mind around and asked him what he was doing?

I replied to a question mark, full of doubts.

Jian Xingyuan was absent-mindedly flipping through the documents, and saw that the screen of his mobile phone lighted up, so he immediately took it over.

【Qingqing Wife:?】

The corners of my lips couldn't help but raise my fingers and typed quickly.

Before Luo Qing put down his phone, another message popped up from the other side.

[Jian Xingyuan: Now you will know the first word of this sentence.]

The first word?

Luo Qing subconsciously looked at it, do you know what I love the most?

you.

""

Good guy, where did this come from the earthy love words?

Just as I was about to throw a speechless picture for him, the other party's news came first.

[Jian Xingyuan: I think you must be very busy.]

This guy is very self-aware. He is really busy, so he decided to be quiet and change his sexual desire?

Luo Qing replied suspiciously.

The next second, a message jumped out again.

[Jian Xingyuan: So you just look at the first three words.]

""

OK, he was thinking too much, staring at the screen that was very straightforward but full of passionate words, his eyes flashed lightly. Although he felt rustic, he was inexplicably helpful. What's going on?

Luo Qing was confused.

Jian Xingyuan had no idea what the person on the other end of the phone had. He was very happy to see Qingqing reply to him, even if it was only one or two words.

After thinking about it, I sent another one out.

‘Buzz ~’

Luo Qing's cell phone vibrated again, collapsed on the chair, looking at the words popping up on it.

[Jian Xingyuan: Take good care of yourself.]

Luo Qing couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and his beautiful eyes also showed joy, and he exuded a sense of happiness that he had not discovered himself.

[Jian Xingyuan: Otherwise, let me take care of you.]

The news that followed increased the smile in Luo Qing's eyes, and his fingers flexibly tapped the screen.

[Qingqing Wife: Take care of me, is it the kind of care you sleep in the study?]

Jian Xingyuan felt a little excited. Is Qingqing inviting him to live together?

Yes?

Sure yes!

Qingqing is definitely hinting at him, it’s great, Qingqing loves him too.

He had to prepare the house immediately and prepare a few more. When he saw Qingqing, he would choose and live in whatever he liked.

Immediately call for a secretary and give the instructions.

Seeing that no news was coming out on the screen, Luo Qing thought the other party was busy. As soon as Academician Xin came over with a piece of information and discussed with him, he also devoted himself to a new round of research.

Unknown to notice, his phone screen lit up again and again.

Jian Xingyuan waited for a while to see Qingqing but didn't reply. He was a little nervous. Is Qingqing dissatisfied?

So how many sets should he prepare?

When he thought of it, Jian Xingyuan skipped the job and started wandering around the city, looking at the house.

"Xiao Luo, how about it? Is the data right?" Academician Xin looked at the running program nervously, full of nervousness. If this succeeds, the smart brain can be released.

Luo Qing looked at the data that matched so far, "It should be right, but it depends on whether the last step can be integrated."

"Luo Gong Luo Gong."

A slightly raised shout came from outside, attracting everyone in the laboratory. It looked like Luo Qing’s assistant, holding his cell phone, it was obvious that someone was looking for Luo Qing.

Luo Qing glanced at the data that was still in operation and walked over, "What's wrong?"

"Minister An is looking for you." The assistant handed the phone to Luo Qing.
To be continued...
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