Obviously because of the issue of Pearl of the Night, she has been running around in various government agencies these days, busy communicating with people from all walks of life, and having to solve a lot of difficult problems. The most helpless thing about Hua Ling is that no one can replace her identity
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As a participant, she and Yesheng are the only ones in the family who have anything to do with these institutions.
And Ye Sheng is currently on the Pacific Dragon dealing with the remaining issues of the Pearl of the Night, so a lot of affairs in the capital are all on her shoulders, leaving her with no one to blame!
But exactly at this time!
Hua Ling saw the headline video on his mobile phone. The bastard was waving women's underwear and singing on the damn toy carriage made by that guy who was not doing his job properly...
I feel like I'm about to pull out the knife!
In "Night Battle Official Group...Meow~"——
Seeing Hua Ling's words that could not hide his anger, some people quickly bubbled up with curiosity.
Qing Ning: "What's wrong? Sister Hualing?"
"Who is messing with you, the eldest lady, without opening your eyes?"
Ten Thousand Years Water Warriors - The rich second generation is so idle - the eldest young master posted a picture of himself lazily sunbathing on the beach and typed a question.
"Which of you is in the bureau now?"
Hua Ling asked. She was sitting in the office, with the collar buttons of her white shirt open, delicate makeup, and her slender waist reflecting the plumpness of the shirt on her chest. Even in a formal suit, she looked extremely sexy.
It was just that she was grinding her teeth and tapping her hand on the table, revealing her extremely uneasy mood.
"I just had a vacation. I just found an excuse to go to the capital. I'm going to go to the bureau soon."
Qing Ning replied, and then the idiot king also bubbled up, still speaking with an expression, with the expression of the idiot king on top.
"The stupid hairy king's bubbling expression."
"What happened? Why do you look like you are drawing a knife to kill someone?"
The eldest young master asked curiously, but before Hua Ling could grit his teeth to answer, a message was pushed to the group.
(Anonymous): “Video
A video link was sent out, Qing Ning, the young master immediately clicked it out of curiosity, and then...
Qing Ning: "..."
The eldest young master: "Pfft!!!"
Uncle: "Pfft!!!"
The two of them were speechless for a moment, and at the same time, a middle-aged teacher who had skipped work was revealed to have been diving to peek at the screen.
"This...this...what the hell is this? By the way, isn't this the toy carriage that Fang Shu made last year that can only be seen but not used?!?!?"
On a private beach in the Maldives, the young man was lying on a lounge chair enjoying the breeze and waves and instantly sprayed out a mouthful of red wine!
I was shocked by the content of the video!
What did I just see!?
Qing Ning was also speechless, this is something so eye-catching.
Uncle: "The one above...is the Alchemist!?"
"This bastard! I obviously have to finish these tasks soon!"
Hua Ling gritted her teeth, then sighed and rubbed her brow. Just now she received a call from the special supervision department saying that she had observed suspected participants causing chaos, but she still didn't believe it.
Until she saw the bastard on the video waving a bra and riding a carriage...
"Looking at the clothes, it doesn't look like he's the alchemist, but this carriage, and this... aren't they his flags!?"
The eldest young master enlarged the picture speechlessly and looked at the thing tied to women's underwear. It was clearly the exclusive weapon of the Alchemist.
"Um...although I can't see the face clearly, but...this...couldn't he be young Fangran?"
The uncle hesitated and made a guess that made everyone in the group fall silent.
Hualing: "..."
Qing Ning: "..."
King Da Mao: "..."
The eldest young master: "..."
After a long silence, the young master finally spoke first.
"By the way, that alchemist guy hasn't come online yet, maybe..."
"If you ask that bastard, he has already been caught by the traffic department and is waiting for me to catch him."
Hua Ling rubbed his temples with a headache, gritted his teeth and choked in silence.
The eldest young master: "..."
"Speaking of which, if this is Fang Ran Xiaoor, what about Su Qun? Isn't he in the bureau?"
The uncle asked speechlessly, and then called Su Qun.
Surprisingly, Suqun responded quickly and in a voice message. He looked like he was driving.
"well..."
A very complicated, tired sigh sounded in the group, and then Su Qun sighed in a very complicated voice and said:
"The reason is that Master Fang promised me that he would teach Fangran how to drive. The result... I believe you have seen it."
Uncle: "Then it turns out to be young Fangran?"
"It seems that the alchemist has drunk him too much. When I found him, he was in front of a remote shaved ice stall and insisted on having someone grill him a skewer of grilled gluten."
Su Qun's voice was vicissitudes and complexity, and he felt extremely tired.
The group was speechless for a moment. Everyone, including Hua Ling, suddenly understood that Su Qun was the one who found Fangran before the traffic police found him...
How difficult it is.
...
...
I felt the breeze blowing on my face, and occasionally heard the chirping of birds. The cool feeling came. Following my instinct, I slowly opened my eyes, and then I saw...
Snow white ceiling.
My head felt super heavy, and Fangran sat up dizzy, then felt a little confused.
Eh? Where am I?
Tomorrow...it seems there will be no class...?
Fangran, who was so sleepy that he suddenly forgot where he was, shook his head and saw a figure sitting next to his bed.
Brother...?
"You finally woke up."
Su Qun closed the book in his hand, then looked at Fang Ran and said:
"How much did you drink? I injected you with a whole sobering potion, but you still slept all afternoon."
Forehead....
Fangran looked at Su Qun with a confused look on his face. It took him three seconds to remember who Su Qun was. Then he shrank suddenly and pulled up the quilt to cover his chest. He was as panicked as a drunken woman in a TV series who was slept with.
The protagonist screams:
"Devil instructor!!!???"
Su Qun: "..."
After shouting this sentence instinctively, he realized how embarrassing it was.
He looked at the cold-faced handsome man in front of him and suddenly didn't know what to say.
In the end, Suqun coughed, then looked at Fangran and said:
"Although it took a lot of time, you finally woke up."
"Ah, hahaha, um... I'm sorry for making you worry, Brother Suqun, but you even gave me a shot..."
Fangran scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, feeling cold in his heart.
It’s over, what should I do? I’m going to be hated by the protagonist~~
"Well, it's nothing, I just want you to wake up early for training."
Seeing that he was completely fine, Su Qun nodded and said.
Fang Ran: "..."
Sure enough, you are a devil instructor!
Return my apology just now!
"Do you still remember what happened before you fainted?"
Su Qun looked at Fang Ran and asked suddenly. Unexpectedly, Fang Ran was stunned when he suddenly spoke.
Huh? What happened before I fainted, um...didn’t I faint from exhaustion after training so hard...
Fangran was confused, but when Su Qun asked, he started to recall a little bit.
Hey, before I fell into coma, I seemed to be...
Then, a vague and fuzzy memory of driving a horse-drawn carriage over a hundred miles onto the road, waving flags tied with women's underwear, and singing the magic horse pole emerged from my mind.
Fangran's pupils dilated instantly, his whole body trembled, and a drop of cold sweat slipped quietly from his forehead.
Then he looked at Su Qun, his face filled with the core socialist values tightly, his words were solemn and serious, and he uttered a word firmly and forcefully!