Chapter 463: [Fan Wai] Mr. President's plan to slow down the army! 1
"Su Qingyang...!!"
A puzzling smile appeared on Xia Houqing's face.
"You are such an unfilial son, but you still laugh. Now our Xiahou family is under attack from both sides. What do you think we should do?!!"
Mo Zixiao was already sweating profusely and her heart was pounding.
Xia Houqing slightly brushed the broken hair in front of his forehead, raised the corners of his eyes slightly, and gently pressed his hands on Mo Zixiao's shoulders.
"Mom, it's very simple. You go back to your nursing home and study the chessboard carefully. Qi Yang and Yiyi and I will sing the show well, okay?!"
Mo Zixiao really wanted to slap her ungrateful son on the forehead.
However, now that things have happened, her old bones are really unable to deal with these things.
Maybe, she could choose to trust her son for once.
Mo Zixiao patted Xia Houqing's shoulder sincerely, "I'll leave this matter to you. I hope you won't let us all down..."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out with heavy steps...
Xia Houqing breathed a sigh of relief, lit a cigar, and took a long puff...
The smoke obscured his face and all his worries...
Police station...!
Xia Houqing and Xiahou Qiyang were talking on the phone across the glass.
Xiahou Qing always had a smile on his face, but every word he said made Xiahou Qiyang extremely angry...
Through the glass, Xia Houqing could also feel the powerful anger radiating from Xiahou Qiyang's body.
Such an aura almost broke through the glass and hit him in the face.
Xia Houqing rubbed his temples, gently raised the corners of his mouth, and finally said a word.
"This is what Yiyi means. If you still love her, then think about it again..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiahou Qiyang on the other side of the glass window had already dropped the phone, raised his foot arrogantly and kicked the glass window...
The two guards quickly stepped forward and dragged him back to the cell one after the other...
Because Li Jiao established a relationship in private, he has a single cell.
Although the equipment inside is not luxurious, it is also extremely comfortable.
At least, there is a clean and comfortable small bed.
However, Xiahou Qiyang felt that this place was even more hateful than those big cells.
He was like a crazy beast, smashing whatever he caught in his hands...
Until I was exhausted, I lay down on the bed, stared at the ceiling, and smiled bitterly...