882. Chapter 882 Hug this one today and kiss that one tomorrow
Jinfei hates the fact that iron cannot be made into steel: "Mu Wanqing, can you have some potential?! No wonder Yang Mufan always looks like he is convinced of you and suppresses you to death. Look at whether you are ambitious or not.
, I have no backbone and no arrogance, I deserve to be despised and bullied by him..."
"..." Facing Jinfei's scolding, Mu Wanqing just bit her red lips, lowered her eyes and looked at her toes, listening in silence, with no intention of replying.
Jinfei was almost furious.
On the other end of the phone, I kept breathing and radiating anger.
After a long while, she asked: "Then Mu Wanqing, what are you going to do?! Son, do you want it?! Man, do you want it?!"
When Mu Wanqing heard this, she felt her heart was in turmoil.
She wants a son and also wants to admire Fan.
But this problem is not something she can do whatever she wants.
The key still depends on the attitude of admiring Fan.
However, it seems that it is impossible for Yang Mufan to... look back in this life.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, a nightclub owned by Nanjuefeng Industry.
The top vvip private room on the top floor.
Nan Juefeng, who was wearing a light blue casual suit, was shaking the amber wine in his hand casually, while... smiling but not smiling, with mysterious eyes, he sat diagonally opposite him.
man.
After a long while, he mockingly sighed: "Second brother, are you here to seek revenge on purpose?! The current and former, for your sake, can actually swallow their anger and live under the same roof willingly, tsk tsk, it's so jealous!! You said,
Will you hug this one today and kiss that tomorrow depending on your mood?! Hey, suddenly I realized that you have given me a lot of inspiration. I will use 50 million US dollars tomorrow to directly build a splendid and majestic luxury hotel.
Palace, and then raise beauties from all over the world in the palace, and choose who will sleep with you according to your mood, tsk tsk... Just thinking about it, it’s so wonderful!!!!!!!!!”
At this moment, Yang Mufan, with his tall and strong body, was lazily leaning on the top-quality luxury sofa.
A pair of straight and slender legs were placed casually overlapping on the low table in front of him. In his hand, he held a crystal clear goblet, with some red wine as red as blood remaining in it.
He just got off work and didn't have time to change clothes, so he was still wearing a suit and leather shoes.
The simple white shirt, although too smart and cold, made his figure, which was several hundred points more perfect than the model, even more handsome and charming.
Hearing Nan Juefeng's strange voice, he knew very well that in the next second, he would either gossip or ridicule him openly and covertly, admiring Fan and raising his thick handsome eyebrows.
Wei Yutian asked very curiously: "Second brother, what do you mean by letting Mu Wanqing live in Xishang Courtyard?! Is it... you still can't forget her?! You want to put her and Wen Xiaorou together,
Make a comparison and then choose again?!"
Apart from this reason, he really couldn't think of any other reason.
Nan Juefeng echoed: "Yes, second brother, tell us brothers what you really think. We'd love you to give us some advice."
Wei Yutian: "Second brother, I will help you analyze it as a bystander. Although Mu Wanqing helped you give birth to a son, so what?! That woman's heart is so uncertain that it is impossible to guess. Who knows whether she will
Will the next second be the same as three years ago, and stab you from behind again?! Secondly, Sheng Sheng is definitely not your biological child, but Wen Xiaorou has been so good to you over the years, we have all seen it, so we still recommend you
:Choose Wen Xiaorou.”
Tianhu jumped out: "Yes, second brother, second sister-in-law is really nice. She has been indescribably kind to all of us over the years. In this world, except for her, where can I find someone better than her?!
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Listening to their heated discussions about who is more suitable for him, Mu Wanqing or Wen Xiaorou, no matter how fierce they were, Yang Mufan had no intention of replying to them.
Finally, he was really bored, so he said in a leisurely voice: "I suddenly felt that those darlings in my backyard should change their taste. You said: human flesh, okay?!"
Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly choked and coughed violently.
Human flesh?!
What human flesh?!
Whose human flesh?!
Their?!
Ah ah ah, this man is indeed cruel and unkind, and will never change his nature.
Actually...want to use their meat to feed those dogs?!╰_╯
The private room that was originally deafeningly noisy fell into a terrifying silence in just three seconds.
Only the central air conditioner in the private room makes a faint sound of ventilation from time to time.
With their backs covered with cold sweat, everyone sat stiffly on the sofa for an unknown amount of time. Finally, Zhuo Qingcheng gave the suggestion: "Brother, didn't you say that on the third floor of the entertainment floor, you will take the snooker game for five consecutive years?"
Has the world champion been hired with a high salary?! The second brother is so good at snooker, do you want to play a few games?! Let's make a bet and see who wins. Just thinking about it makes me excited."
With Zhuo Qingcheng's good suggestion, everyone clamored to watch Yang Mufan play against the world champion.
Compared with their high interest, Yang Mufan seemed absent-minded.
He had only been at the nightclub for an hour and a half, but he glanced at his watch twelve times.
Recently, for some reason, he felt a little tired of wandering around with these idiots every day.
When it's time to get off work, he just wants to go home.
As for the reason for this strange idea, he still can't figure it out.
Nan Juefeng and the others stood up and left the private room one after another.
Yang Mufan stood up and grabbed the coat thrown on the sofa aside. He was about to whisper to them: You go and play. I want to go home to be with my son.
As a result, he was not allowed to say anything, and the cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly buzzed urgently.
He took it out naturally.
However, the moment the connection was connected, his handsome eyebrows suddenly furrowed to the tightest level, and he asked in disbelief: "What did you say?! Sheng Sheng is in the hospital?!"
