Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

"It's all your fault. I told you not to drag the car a long time ago. If you want to die, it's fine. Now it's causing me to die!"

"It's still my fault? If you hadn't insisted on arguing with me in the car, I wouldn't have noticed the car in front!"

"If it wasn't for you to make a mistress outside, would I have quarreled with you!"

"Heh, it's like you didn't raise a little boy!"

Luo Miao was carried downstairs by Lu Yun, and noises were heard from afar.

They didn't use the language commonly used in the hotel, Luo Miao was a little surprised that she understood it.

The two quarreled so ecstatically that they completely forgot their surroundings.

Lu Yun calmly put Luo Miao on the sofa, stuffed a lollipop into her mouth, and sat beside her to wait.

In 3 minutes, they quarreled with each other's family from their chaotic private life.

In the 5th minute, they began to expose each other's family history.

No. In 15 minutes, the eighteen generations of ancestors were scolded by both of them.

Luo Miao saw it as a novelty, it was really interesting to see a handsome and beautiful shrew swearing at the street for the first time.

At No. 20 minutes, Nanfang rolled up his sleeves to make a move, and the woman lifted up the high chair.

Finally the fight is about to start.

After watching for half an hour, Lu Yun exhausted his patience, glanced at them, and said coldly, "Have you had enough noise?"

With a bang, the coffee table shattered.

Old Lu hissed in distress.

This prodigal son!

Hold back, he will be sent away in no time!

The men and women who were quarreling were cut off by Lu Yun's words, and then they remembered where they were, restrained their aura, lowered their heads and dared not look at the three people sitting on the sofa with a strong aura.

No, it's the three ghosts.

Old Lu snorted coldly, squinted his sharp eyes, and said, "Vincent, 32 years old, the son of the richest man in the United States, is ignorant and incompetent, and has two talented, sinister and cunning elder brothers who are oppressing him. It's useless at all, it's a well-known dandy in America."

He looked at the cold-eyed and vulgar woman, and said: "Helena, the illegitimate daughter of the American chaebol group, has big breasts and no brains, and has no ink in her stomach. She spends money every day except for money."

"Their two idiots are married together through the family. One wants to marry a famous lady, and the other wants to marry a boss. After marriage, neither of them is satisfied with the other. They each play their own way. They had a quarrel in the car yesterday, and now there is only one person left." His breath was hanging."

Speaking of this, the black-haired and blue-eyed Helena exploded again, pointing at Vincent and started to scold again, when her arrogance met Lu Yun's sharp eyes, there was no scum left.

The coercion of physical instinct told them that the three uncles sitting in front of them were not easy to mess with, especially the one in the black shirt, who was definitely like a king to them.

After listening to the information given by Lao Lu, Lu Yun had a good grasp of their basic situation. He stopped tapping his fingertips and said coldly, "I need your bodies."

Not only Vincent and Helena, but even Luo Miao, who was so focused on eating melons, was stunned.

what do you say?

What body?

"What do you mean?"

Old Lu clicked his tongue, and directly moved the two pieces of paper in front of them: "It means that your current body is only hanging with one breath, and he seems to enter your body at this time to replace you. As long as you are Put a fingerprint on it, and the contract is..."

"Impossible!" Helena screamed and refused, "It's all my money, it's impossible to give it to you!"

She is also the daughter-in-law of a chaebol, the daughter-in-law of the richest man. With shares in the company, she has no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life, and can buy whatever she wants.

If Lu Yun wanted her body, it was tantamount to asking her to give up her identity. How could she agree!