reborn daughter-in-law

On the second day after Huang Meng's accident, Heiteng knew about Xin'er, and instantly a surge of anger surged up, watching a few big bubbles popping out around his mouth.

It wasn't that he was willing to be a coward, he dared to go to the police station and wait to be arrested. After thinking about it for half an hour, Heideng decided to call Xia Huo to clean up the mess for him and wipe his ass.

He is fucking rich, but sometimes you just have money and no one will make a match for you. No leader is an idiot, and someone who doesn't know him will come to give you a gift. Would he dare to ask for him?Who does he know you?

Heideng couldn't remember Xia Huo's mobile phone number, and he found it from the phone book now. When he flipped through the call records, he suddenly realized that he hadn't contacted Xia Huo for almost half a month. Even the previous call The records are all gone.

Surprisingly, the phone rang from beginning to end, but no one answered.

Called again, still no answer.

Heiteng thought that maybe Xia Huo was busy and had a meeting?To the restroom?Anyway, he should be able to call him back when he sees him later.

The result disappointed him greatly, for a whole day, there was no news from the other party, he really wanted to kill him and scold him, but unfortunately, when he looked back, he really didn't know where Xia Huo worked.

Calls one after another, text messages one after another, the fierce black lamp never wronged himself, he scolded whenever he wanted to, he was not used to cooking at all, he used texts back and forth to greet Xia Huo and his ancestors from eighteen generations over and over.

Xia Huo's call came at eight o'clock in the evening, and this time it was Heiteng's turn to pretend to refuse to answer. He had just figured it out, and he would bear it even when Huang Ma was in trouble. , When the time comes, get Huang Meng out.

But this unrealistic idea only lasted for a quarter of an hour. That bitch Huang Ma is really too mean, don't say there is a reason this time, even if there is no reason, she can make you three points .

Grab the phone without losing it, grandma is a bear, if you lose your share, you can lose your share, dealing with men is always more refreshing than dealing with a middle-aged woman in menopause.

"Hey, it's me! Where are you?"

"Hello, who are you? I'm Jin Hui, Xia Dong's assistant. Xia Dong is not on the phone right now."

"Fuck! Are you bluffing me? You think I'm calling from a home number?"

"Ahem, sorry, please pay attention to your quality."

"Let him answer the phone, just say it's his grandpa Hei."

beep... beep...

The phone is disconnected.

I was so angry that the black lamp trembled!

Your mother's surname is Xia! !

When the phone was dropped, the black lamp directly blew up the temple, just redialed the phone number, unexpectedly it took a lot of effort, unexpectedly, the phone only rang half a ring and the other end answered it.

While Heiteng was still listening to the receiver with his ears pricked up, Jin Hui's stereotyped voice came again: "Master Hei, Director Xia asked me to convey that if you have nothing urgent, he will call you back when he finishes his work. If you are in a hurry, you can go directly to Dijiu International to find him..."

"Fuck! You tell him I'm going to find him now—"

Driving fast all the way and wearing stars and moons, the black light flew to the celebrity club, the Nine International, where he was tyrannical in the Nine International in the human skin of an upright master, so no one dared to stop him from saying anything.

"Young Master Hei, here, I am Jin Hui."

As soon as Hei Deng stepped into the lobby of Di Nine International, Xia Huo's assistant, Jin Hui, greeted him. What kind of dog does the owner have? Jin Hui and Xia Huo have been around for a long time, and every gesture is contaminated There was some Xia Huo's breath, but that face was slightly numb.

Heiteng was not in a good mood, so he directly gave Jin Hui an upturned nostril. Occasionally, he looked a little like the original master of this body, just like a domineering and domineering rich man, a big crab, walking with his arms crossed. Son.