and share this life with affection

It is not an exaggeration to say that eating melon seeds.

The old man is too old to eat melon seeds, but it doesn't hinder his good mood while watching the theater.

Sitting in the lobby anxiously waiting for the news.

Seeing the butler enter the door, An Nai couldn't stop standing up, looked at the butler eagerly, and asked eagerly, "How is it?"

The butler was so excited that his entire face flushed red.

He rushed in with a knife in his hand, and he had to worry about the two giant Buddhas standing at the door, Huo Wuzun and Brother Leng.

When he ran in front of the old man, he had to bow down and whisper, "Master Huo Er is here."

"Really!" The old man is very old, and he is very dignified on weekdays. He is very loyal when it comes to testing his great-granddaughter, "Then, then you go on to inquire."

The housekeeper: "Hey -" and just about to take a step.

The old man directly grabbed the butler's cuff, and before he could speak, the butler said: "I know, our people have been protecting in the dark, so that no one will hurt the eldest lady."

The old man nodded reassuringly and let go.

Brother Leng looked at the butler who rushed out at the door, and he was used to it.

He leaned slightly, leaning towards Huo Wuzun's direction, "Boss, do you feel it? The number of times the old man laughs these days is more than when he was in the United States for five years. What is he laughing at?"

Huo Wuzun was not in the mood to joke, he had complicated thoughts, he didn't know what the old man was planning.

As for Bian Zhi, on the same day, he received the news that Huo Tianyao brought a large number of people into the country again.

If the slender knuckles have a regular tapping rhythm on the table.

His eyes fell on a man's profile on the screen.

After a few seconds.

She made a phone call, "If you don't learn well, teach him a lesson."

The poisonous scorpion Gu Yan, "Huh? Didn't you say, don't bother with clowns wasting expressions?"

Bianzhi's poisonous scorpion is the largest killer organization in the world, and the Huo family is very powerful in North America, two tigers cannot fit in one mountain, and naturally the two families will inevitably confront each other.

Huo Tianyao has met the most times.

This Huo Tianyao is pure two hundred and fifty-one, with no strategy, IQ, or EQ. In his world, the crowd is king. Therefore, every time Huo Tianyao meets a poisonous scorpion, Bian Zhi just needs to do a little trick, and the other party will be killed. Frustrated.

This guy learned how to be obedient, and asked people to sue for peace in private. He was very obedient, and he called her "boss" kindly in the peace letter.

And he promised that in the future, if he passed the list in his hand, he would give [-]% of the commission to honor the poisonous scorpion.

Bian Zhi didn't care about the money, but the other party's attitude of "kneeling" was very good, and she didn't bother to care about the three-acre land.

Therefore, Huo Tianyao claimed to have reached a peaceful consensus with the poisonous scorpion outside, and she followed him.

man.

This face should be given to him.

"Boss," Gu Yan paused on the other side of the phone, guessing, "Yes, because of the boss of the Huo family?"

"you prepare……"

"No."

"Oh, why is that?"

"Recently, Huo Tianyao is very well-behaved. He even sent a piece of agate and jadeite to him earlier. It's so hot that he just bought it from the auction house. I saw the auction price, and it's 8000 million. With such filial piety, you accepted her as a good son without thinking about it?"

Which pot does not open which pot.

Bian Zhi closed her eyes and said angrily, "Get lost!"

I don't know where Huo Tianyao got the news that the boss of the poisonous scorpion is an ugly middle-aged woman.

After the psychopath was beaten to death several times to lose hundreds of billions of orders, he directly sent a letter of surrender.

In the letter of surrender, it actually said that she must recognize the boss of the poisonous scorpion, that is, her, and be a "godmother!"

This person's letter of surrender has been laughed at by the whole base. Afterwards, as long as Huo Tianyao sends good things, the people in the base who don't want to live will always joke to Bian Zhi: "Boss, your son is here to honor you with something!"

God knows!

Huo Wuzun is Huo Tianyao's eldest brother!

If it is more serious according to seniority——

Bian Zhi thought of the big word "Godmother" on the flat-laid paper, and couldn't help getting goose bumps all over her body.

It's really called export.

Gu Yan, who was on the opposite side, didn't think it was a big deal when he watched the excitement, and asked with a smile, "Boss, this time can best reflect a person's status in the family."

"So, are you sure you want to fuck your son for your own father?"

Bian Zhi hasn't said the word "roll".

On the other side, Gu Yan said to himself, "That's right, after all, I have a kiss. Tell me about this Huo Tianyao, who can you mess with? If you mess with your godmother's father, you don't even know how he died. It's sad!"

"Hey, boss, your house is quite messy."

"I don't care if my father is called my father, but Huo Wuzun."

"Uncle Guan is not called an uncle, but a godson, hahaha——"

Bian Zhi closed his eyes, and when he spoke again, there was a piercing warning in his tone, "Is it itchy, and you're making fun of me endlessly, right? I'm not practiced?"

As soon as the words came out.

On the opposite side, Gu Yan's whole body ached severely, and he hurried to be honest, not daring to be skinny at all, "Are you kidding me, boss, then I'll take care of it."

"How much blood do you want him to bleed this time? I heard that there was a gold mine trade business in North America recently. Do you want to do this?"

Bian Zhi lowered her eyes, and there was a cold light in her eyes.

"Do not."

Bian Zhi said lightly: "This time, I want him to shed real blood."

……

The melon seeds couldn't be moved, the old man frowned while eating the sour olives, and drank the soup medicine in the bowl one by one.

With just a slight sip, he frowned bitterly.

Wiping the corners of his mouth with a veil, he complained, "This is not a cure, it's a murder. Chinese medicine is so bitter?!"

The soup in the bowl was black and there was still more than half of the bowl. The old man wanted to find a place where no one was around to feed the succulent.

In the end, Leng Bingning, the [-], stood opposite with a smile on his face, staring at him with perfect eyes.

The old man was about to speak when he complained.

The door was suddenly pushed open with a "snap".

Brother Leng frowned, thinking about who is so unruly, the old man likes to be quiet, don't you know?

In the end, before he could speak, the old man stood up first, with joy in his eyes and restrained worry.

The words that came out seemed urgent, "How's it going?"

The housekeeper ran over with a sigh of relief, not daring to delay for a minute, "There said—"

There was a pause in the tone.

The butler's eyes fell on Brother Leng who stretched his neck and waited to hear.

The old man came back to his senses, "Two hundred—er, it's cold, you go out."

Brother Leng made up his mind to listen, and folded his hands in front of him, "You haven't finished your medicine yet."

The old man looked at the black medicine in front of him, which looked like an abyss, and wrinkled his nose, feeling extremely disgusted.

Seeing this, the housekeeper at the door rushed over, pointed to a distant place, and said coldly: "You, stand there."

Leng Bingning: "..."

Before he could speak, the old man gave orders, "Stand over quickly, what are you waiting for?"