Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Jian Huadong looked curious, patted her head and said, What are you looking at? It's a drug overdose.

Ah? Hua Dong was very surprised. Did he take drugs first when he came to the cocktail party?

Xiang Dongxiang glanced around and whispered: Your friend, did Ling Qingyu have a problem with Mrs. Rong San? Mrs. Rong San has said bad things about her to many people. Today, I'm afraid I have also discussed with others to give her It's embarrassing. It's just because Mrs. Rong San didn't arrive that those people didn't move. Moreover, those people didn't expect that the Hua family would be with her, let alone four such outstanding men with her. In the end, they still With a painting like Cheng Jia's, now Mrs. Rong San has made such a big mistake again...

Mrs. Rong San? Impossible? Qingyu doesn't even know her! Hua Dong was even more surprised.

Xiang Dongxiang smiled and said, But Mrs. Rong San has made such a big ugly appearance today. I'm afraid the Rong family won't let her out in a short time.

Rong Zhen looked at Mrs. Rong's third wife who was still struggling in the car with a cold face, closed the car door and said to his subordinate: Watch the third wife carefully.

The men responded, knowing that the third wife would have no future, so they stopped holding back. After driving away, they punched her unconscious.

Seeing two men standing casually on the corner of the street, Rong Zhen thought for a while, then walked forward and handed the burly man a cigarette. Seeing him shaking his head, he lit the cigarette, took a puff and said, It's three My wife is wrong first, but this revenge should be enough, how about we each take a step back and stop?

Meng Su said with a smile: We are going to take action. Master Rong, do you think you can still stand here? As long as the Rong family doesn't mess around, we won't have free time to play with you.

Rong Zhen smiled bitterly, remembering the fate of the bodyguards who followed Mrs. Rong San, and said: These things are just Mrs. Rong San's own idea. Our eldest brother also ordered her to be imprisoned in a mental hospital. This will never happen again in the future. kind of thing.

That's easy to say! Zhao Yinfeng stood up straight and said, We are very kind and harmonious people. Without that crazy bitch, there might be opportunities for cooperation in the future.

Kind and harmonious? Rong Zhen's eyes twitched. Is this what the person who punched the bodyguard in front of him and broke three ribs an hour ago said? Well, he should be lucky that it wasn't him who got beaten...

Really, buddy! Zhao Yinfeng patted him on the shoulder and said kindly: You should be lucky that we are the two brothers on the road you are taking. Otherwise, you can really see what it means to come from hell. Rakshasa. He was still a Rakshasa who was so angry that he was almost exploded by the old woman's obscene looks over and over again.

Rong Zhen's face suddenly stiffened, he rubbed his painful shoulder, took out his business card from his pocket and said, Make a friend!

After taking the business card and flicking it, Zhao Yinfeng said with a smile: It's easy to say, if you want to find us brothers, just ask Ling Qingyu.

Although Mrs. Rong San was taken away by Rong Zhen, she lost interest anyway. After making an appointment with Xiang Dongxi and Mr. Zheng to have time to talk in detail after the new year, Ling Qingyu and others left.

While waiting for the bus at the door, Hua Dong quietly told Ling Qingyu what Xiang Dongxi told her. Ling Qingyu said in surprise: Mrs. Rong San? I don't know her!

Yang Zhao heard from the side and hugged her waist and said: Since you don't know her, then leave it alone.

Girl Hua, let me take you back. Xiang Dongxiang took the car key handed over by the waiter and smiled at Hua Dong.

Sure! Ling Qingyu pushed the person in her direction slightly and said with a smile.

You don't bring something like this, do you? When you cross the river, tear down the bridge! Hua Dong gritted his teeth.

With more contact, nothing will happen, Ling Qingyu said in her ear, Spring is coming soon!

With a chuckle, Ling Qingyu got into the car with Yang Zhao's support, waved to Huadong, and then the two cars drove away.

What's their relationship? He opened the car door, let Hua Dong get in the car, Xiang Dongxi got into the driver's seat, and asked while buckling his seat belt.

Hua Dong snorted, and after his car drove out of the gate, he said, Don't underestimate them, they are very powerful.

I know, they are not ordinary people, it's just... Xiang Dongxiang smiled and didn't say any more, as long as he didn't have Hua Dong's idea. In Hua Dong's eyes, he was a stranger he had only met once, but in his eyes In his eyes, this was the girl he had seen since childhood. He had finally made up his mind, and he didn't want to be particularly unruly.

Hua Dong hummed without making a sound, her heart flashing to Cheng Jia's smiling face towards Ling Qingyu, so focused and affectionate.

He suffered the punishment of being cut in half for Ling Qingyu. For such a person with outstanding literary talent and unparalleled grace, he had to love her more to be able to bear the punishment of being cut in half...

Today's harvest far exceeded expectations. Although he heard a lot of unpleasant words at the beginning, Ling Qingyu was now in a very happy mood. Seeing that it was not too late, he ordered Yan San to drive for a midnight snack.

It was already 11 o'clock in the evening, but Shouning Road was at its busiest. There were so many people that the car could not drive in. Ling Qingyu asked Yan San to park the car next to the hotel some distance away, and several people got out of the car and walked directly there. .

The streets here are not wide. The lights on the stalls on both sides make the streets bright, and the crowds give it a warm yellow color.

There are various barbecue stalls on both sides, the tempting aroma is blowing towards your face, and the people sitting next to the simple tables and chairs on the street are talking loudly and noisily.

Several people were still wearing formal clothes, so they didn't go too far in. They found a seat on the roadside where people had just left and sat down. Looking at Ling Qingyu who was gearing up and barely drooling, Yan San said: What if I give it to ten people? If San knows, he will definitely cry.

Haha, Ling Qingyu was stunned and said with a smile: I am bringing you here to see the fun! Don't tell Thirteen!

Don't say anything to me? Before Ling Qingyu finished speaking, Ying Shisan's voice sounded from behind, making her shrink back. She turned around and put her hands together on her forehead and said: Shisan, we are just here to check on the public sentiment! Taste, Definitely the best in my Thirteenth family!

Ying Thirteen said oh, dragged the table and chairs next to him, called the other people to come and sit with him, and said with a smile: The boss asked us to understand the sentiments of the people.

Boss, boss! Ling Qingyu quickly stretched out his hand and called the waiter to come over and ordered a lot of food and beer. He was about to pour a glass into his own cup, but looked at the expressions of Yan San and Yang Zhao and shrank back. .

It's Cheng Jia tonight, are you sure you want to drink? Yan Sanfu whispered in her ear.

Ling Qingyu was startled, turned around and saw Cheng Jia's expression was calm, and felt a little regretful. He stood up and said, You guys eat here, we'll go back first.

Cheng Jia chuckled softly, and the worry in his heart immediately disappeared. He held her hand and asked her to sit down, saying: Don't eat too much, be careful of food accumulation.

Crayfish, spicy crab, Pippi shrimp, salt grilled crab, oysters, scallops, mutton skewers, chicken wings, vegetables...

The tables were filled with large pots, and the alluring fragrance drifted down the nostrils and into the brain, making people couldn't help but twitch their index fingers.

Ling Qingyu and several others were dressed in formal attire, while the others were all in black leather jackets. However, the food tasted not elegant at all. Even the elegant Cheng Jia rolled up his sleeves and started peeling the shells.

As the night goes on, more and more people come. Under the dim lights, bosses, white-collar workers, workers, students, and migrant workers all eat various kinds of delicious and low-priced food with the same posture and posture. In the noisy crowd on the street All the attention is on the delicious food, and no one will notice the group of people eating happily in the dark corner.

Cheng Jia looked at the pedestrians on the street, then looked back at Ling Qingyu, who had a mouth full of food, and smiled. This was what she meant by equality...