Has the wolfish president had enough trouble?

"Piano?" Meng Junfeng and Lu An were amazed together, "It's not even birthday yet, the surname Luo, you gave such a big gift? Then when the two little villains celebrate their birthdays, what will you give?"

"We'll talk about it later." Waving the workers away, Luo Qijiang opened the outer packaging of the piano, and walked his fingers over the keys. Suddenly, a beautiful melody flowed out from his fingertips. It was very beautiful and pleasant to hear. .

The two little things were instantly attracted.

It is said that children are the easiest to be curious, as expected, Luo Qijiang didn't need to scream, they slid down Jiang Junyue's lap in unison, Luo Qijiang played the piano while looking at the direction of the little thing, beautiful, "Look Come on, I won, hehehe."

However, in the next second, his elation suddenly flew away.

"dad……"

"dad……"

After the two little men stood on the carpet, they didn't rush towards the piano. Instead, each of them took Jiang Junyue's hand and pulled it towards the piano vigorously. No matter what novelty it was, the two of them They only recognize their own fathers, and no one else can do it.

Jiang Junyue laughed, or these two babies are smart, unlike a child's mother, they trust all 'outsiders'.

Jiang Junyue held the hands of the two little things, like holding two little penguins, and happily walked to the piano, "Luo Qijiang, it's alright, you can give up your seat, this seat belongs to me."

"you……"

"It's not my fault that the children don't follow you. It seems that they only recognize their father, haha."

"Tch, when I have a son someday, he will definitely be cuter than yours. At that time, you won't even be able to hug him."

"Let's talk about it when you have it." Jiang Junyue's expression that it will be a long, long time later made Luo Qijiang very hurt. It will be a long time before he will have a child, but Mei Wei is about to have a child. Thinking of Mei Wei, Thinking of Meiwei begging him again, he frowned.

Luo Qijiang touched a cigarette, then walked to the balcony, lit it, and smoked quietly.

In the living room behind him, there was an absolutely special performance in history on that brand-new piano. Lu An and Meng Junfeng were soon stunned. The most frequent piano performances were played with four hands, but at this moment, that piano It is not four hands, but six hands.

A pair of big hands, two pairs of white and tender small hands.

An absolute record breaking performance.

However, the sound that came to my ears was no longer pleasant, it was a magic sound at all. The two of them wanted to cover their ears, but Jiang Junyue, who was sitting on the chair, looked at Qinqin and Zhuangzhuang intoxicated.

Sure enough, my child is the best, and what my child does is the most correct.

Now, they finally understand this wise saying.

The watch in his hand rang, and Jiang Junyue stood up quietly, and then gestured to Lu An and Meng Junfeng with his eyes, and the two of them ran over, obviously just now, they felt that the two little things were making magic. The sound came, but at this moment, the four big hands that were infected also started to make the magic sound.

Eight-hand combo.

Jiang Junyue glanced at the phone, and walked quickly into the balcony, "I'll leave Qinqin and Zhuangzhuang to the three of you, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back soon." Patting Luo Qijiang on the shoulder, he said again: "I've always wished I could peel off that kid, but his heart for Meiwei is true."

Luo Qijiang took another puff of cigarette, nodded lightly, "Go and do your work."

Jiang Junyue left quietly, and the child was handed over to the three brothers, so he was relieved.

In the coffee shop, Lan Jingyi was sitting lazily, looking at the screen of her mobile phone from time to time, and agreed that it would be an afternoon, but at this moment, her heart flew to Xiao Qinqin, she was thinking about that little thing, It's better to have a cold. I don't know if I'm crying at the old man's place.

I don't know how many times the text message was sent to Xiao Chen, but fortunately, Xiao Chen replied in a timely manner.

"Mr. Lan, Qinqin and Zhuangzhuang had a great time playing. Look, this is a photo of the two of them." Accompanied by the text message, there was also a picture of Qinqin and Zhuangzhuang playing with toys and playing the piano. Talking happily, she has long since thrown her mother out of the sky.

"Miss, would you like some more coffee?" While looking at Qinqin Zhuangzhuang's photo, a waitress from the coffee shop came over.

Lan Jingyi continued to watch without raising her head, and said casually, "Let's have another cup of mocha."

So the waitress took the empty coffee cup from her table and went to serve the mocha.

Soon, a cup of steaming mocha with a strong aroma was placed in front of Lan Jingyi. Lan Jingyi continued to look at the photos with one hand, and casually picked up the coffee cup with the other hand, and took a sip.

The coffee is very sweet.

Seeing the smiling faces of the children is even more comforting.

No matter how difficult the day is, no matter how far the man is from her, but she is strong and strong, that's enough.

Watch for a while, take a sip, a cup of coffee, and drink more than half of the cup without knowing it.

For some reason, maybe it was because she had been sitting for a long time and was exposed to the sun outside, and she suddenly felt a little dizzy. She wanted to stand up and go out to the coffee shop to take a breath, but when she stood up, she felt dizzy.

Suddenly, he tilted his body, and the whole person fell on the table in the coffee shop.

"Come on, someone has passed out."

There was chaos in the cafe.

Outside the coffee shop, in a black unremarkable car, a man picked up his mobile phone, "Yin Qingrou, it's done, when will you return those recordings?"

"It really happened?" Yin Qingrou asked in disbelief.

"It's done."

"Send me the photo of her death, otherwise, I will definitely send the recording of how your grandfather was killed by you to the whole world, Jiang Junliang, and I will ruin your reputation by then."

"Grandma, please forgive me. If I go into the coffee shop at this time and be recognized, I will definitely be suspected."

"Then let someone else take it. Anyway, there are no pictures to prove it. I don't believe you." Yin Qingrou scolded coldly. It's no wonder she didn't believe it. Last time she also thought that Jiang Junliang had succeeded, and she would kill Lan Jingyi first. , but in the end, someone actually rescued him, so she didn't believe it until the matter came to a conclusion.

"Wait, if I kill Lan Jingyi and you still don't give me the recording, Yin Qingrou, I'll kill you too, anyway, I'll be forced to death by you sooner or later."

"What are you talking about, hurry up and take a picture, I want to see the result."

Only then did Jiang Junliang push the glasses used as camouflage on the bridge of his nose, then changed into an inconspicuous coat, got out of the car quietly, and quietly approached the coffee shop. If the poisoner hadn't left, he would never have He took such a risk to personally take pictures of Lan Jingyi after being poisoned, but he had no choice but to leave as soon as he succeeded.

The inside and outside of the coffee shop are full of people in a mess now, and the police should have been called, so the customers inside are walking out, and the rest are the employees of the coffee shop. Lan Jing Yipin was talking about it.

Clutching a miniature camera in his hand, Jiang Junliang did not go into the coffee shop, but scanned the surroundings left and right. Seeing that there was no suspicious person, he approached the window where Lan Jingyi fainted. After taking a few photos, he turned around and walked towards his car. The first thing he did after getting in the car was to send the photos to Yin Qingrou, "Now do you believe it?" He had to make sure that Yin Qingrou was fine before leaving, that Crazy woman, if you let him take pictures again, it will be more troublesome if he leaves and comes back, and it is easy to go wrong.

By that time, the police will come.

After a while, Yin Qingrou smiled, "Haha, Lan Jingyi is finally dead, and I am more and more alone, Jiang Junliang, you have the guts, I give you two choices, one is you choose a place, we will meet, I will give you the recording, and the second is that you come to me to pick it up in person.”

"I'll go pick it up." I don't know how long it will take to meet again after an appointment. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, Jiang Junliang made a decision without even thinking about it. Thinking of this, a smile rose from the corner of his lips. In recent days, he It's good luck, not only won the nobleman's help, but also got back from Yin Qingrou the thing that was threatened by her.

If possible, in her residence, he really wanted to play with that stinky woman, so as to increase his prestige as a man.

Yes, as long as he thought of Yin Qingrou's words threatening him recently, he wanted to teach that woman a lesson.

The car drove away from the coffee shop quickly, Jiang Junliang opened the car window, and let the gurgling wind blow in, which made him extra sober. At this time, he had to think about every step he took, and he couldn't make the same low-level mistake he made when he killed his grandfather. Wrong, if there is any reason to be pinched, he will be tortured to death sooner or later.

In a good mood, he whistled happily, looking out of the car window, everything was beautiful.

Yin Qingrou's small apartment was actually Lan Jingyi's residence, and he estimated that the police would arrive there soon. Before the police went there, he would take the things from Yin Qingrou's hands and destroy them.

It is said that Jiang Junyue is back, but what's the use, it's just that he can make a move on Lan Jingyi, and even win it.

Hmph, Jiang Junyue has already lost, and he has lost completely.

He lost two women, one was killed by him, and the other was used by him.

As for Jiang Shi, he is still holding it firmly in his hand. I don't know how long he can hold it, but as long as he doesn't get snatched by Jiang Junyue.

Jiang Junyue has always suppressed him since he was a child, and the current situation is beyond his wildest dreams.

The car drove faster and faster, wishing to arrive at Yin Qingrou's small apartment in no time.

Amidst the whistle, the Bluetooth on the car rang. He glanced at the number and picked it up, "Hello, sir."

"Jiang Junliang, can you please make me less trouble?" He said hello, but the other party scolded me right away without asking any questions.

"What's wrong with me?"

"You know, you'd better restrain yourself, otherwise, when the time comes for you to die, I won't be able to keep you."