Lin Qianqian died and called Yan Mubei's cell phone again, taking the initiative: "Do you let people live?"
"Open the door, didn't it mean to open the door?"
"How to drive while squatting? How to drive when you are weak?"
"Do you want to lock the door of the room in the toilet? Who are you lying to?" As he said that, a sound of slapping the door came from, which shows how crazy Yan Mubei was at this time: "Lin Qianqian, don't open the door for me again, look at me
Remove the door or not.”
Lin Qianqian was so anxious that her scalp was numb. She controlled the steering wheel with both hands, penetrated left and right in the traffic flow, and clamped her phone on her shoulders, and used it with all her heart: "Then you can remove it. If you have the kindness, remove the toilet door and pull me out."
Eat the stuff.”
“….”
“….”
"Lin Qianqian, are you disgusting?"
"I'm almost forced to mad by you." She was embarrassed and murmured in a low voice.
"Okay, I'll give you five minutes, don't say I'm too tight to force you."
"Is five minutes called "no force?"
"…." Hang up.
Lin Qianqian was so angry that she threw her phone into the passenger seat. With her high heels pressed down, the car took off like a meteor.
Dead guy, how can she rush back in five minutes?
...
Yan Mubei put his hands in his pants pockets, bent down slightly against the wall, his heroic eyebrows frowned.
Deng Liang next to him looked at the watch in his hand. When five minutes arrived, he put down his hand and called out: "Young Master Yan."
Yan Mubei did not look at him, took a step forward, and kicked hard at the scarred carved door: "Lin Qianqian, time is up, open the door."
"I'm going to rush in if I don't open the door, do you hear it? Lin Qianqian..., Lin Qianqian..."
He said as he kicked the door, as if he had endless physical strength and would feel panic if he didn't vent it.
It gives people the feeling that they don’t look like the boss in the underworld, but rather like the bad boy who teases female classmates on campus.
Too much air flowing.
Deng Liang touched his forehead and sighed silently, thinking to himself, Young Master Yan, although you are here to make a fuss, this attitude is too rogue, it is a detriment to wisdom.
The black boss who had no image in front of Lin Qianqian has a worse and worse temper and is very irritable.
He took a few big steps back and kicked the door harder and harder: "Lin Qianqian, open the door for me, die a woman, open the door for me."
Deng Liang turned his face away and was out of sight.
The sound of kicking the door became louder and louder and more deafening.
With a last thud, the whole door fell down.
Deng Liangdie: "….”
Yan Mubei didn't think there was anything, so he walked in openly and looked around the things in the room.
The big princess' bed was empty and the bathroom door was closed.
The man stepped over and raised his hand and slapped the door hard: "Lin Qianqian, are you dead?"
After saying that, he reached out to twist the door handle in the bathroom and found that it was locked. He continued to slap the door: "Die woman, have you fallen into the toilet?"
Still no response.
Now Yan Mubei's doubts became deeper. He always felt that she would not stay in the Lin family.
Before, she followed Shangguan Zhixuan and cried to death. He didn't believe that she would not go to Shangguan Zhixuan.
Thinking of this, he frowned even more and raised his legs and kicked hard towards the bathroom door.
"Yan Mubei, have you been crazy enough?" A woman's breathing sound came from behind.
Yan Mubei stopped kicking the door, turned around and looked, and couldn't help but be shocked: "You...?"
Then he turned to look at the locked door in the bathroom, wondering.
Lin Qianqian rushed over in three steps in two steps.