Sweet and Soft Girl is Six Years Old: The Whole People Are Addicted To Raising Daughters

After all, it is a high-ranking move by Shang Wanqi.

Seizing the momentary opportunity, he bent and swept his legs towards Tang Zizhuo, who staggered to his knees on the ground.

He wanted to stand up, but Shang Juan clasped his hands tightly, slashed behind his back, unable to move.

Shang Juan took out the handcuffs from his arms, handcuffed Tang Zizhuo's wrist, and announced, "Tang Zizhuo, you have been arrested!"

Tang Zizhuo was in no hurry, and turned around to look at Shang Xian, "Shang Da Detective, did I forget to tell you that this is my territory. If you want to arrest me, have you asked him?!"

A rustling voice sounded.

When he turned his head, there were people standing around with guns, and the black gun heads pointed directly at Shang Huang.

The man in the lead held a cigarette in his mouth, and there was a hideous scar from the corner of his eye to his chin.

Ignoring the ugly scars, he should have been a handsome man.

He exhaled the cigarette in his mouth, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, "Qin Jiaming's subordinate?"

Being attacked by so many guns, Shang Wan did not dare to act rashly.

He asked back, "Do you know Lao Qin?"

The man at the head pointed to the hideous scar on his face, "Old acquaintance, have you seen it? Qin Jiaming's masterpiece."

Shang Huang suppressed Tang Zizhuo who was resisting, and said with a smile, "That's not a coincidence, Lao Qin didn't come, and I'm not Lao Qin's subordinate now."

"Oh?" The man in the lead squinted at Shang Xiang, "Aren't you a scorpion?"

Shang Juan replied: "It used to be, but not now, I am a freelancer."

The leading man stretched out the final "Oh" and said, "If you let go of my son, I will let you leave safely."

Shang Wan said suspiciously, "Will you let me go?"

"Of course." The head man nodded and said, "I will find Qin Jiaming's grievances and grievances with him personally. As for your account with my son, it is naturally up to my son to figure it out himself, and I will not interfere."

Shang Juan slowly let go of his hand.

Since Tang Zizhuo has an affair with a drug dealer, there is a high probability that this group of people are also a group of ruthless drug dealers.

Their leader was very familiar with Lao Qin, so he had to bring this news back and remind Lao Qin to pay attention.

Tang Zizhuo bumped into Shangliang and returned to the man.

The leading man slapped Tang Zizhuo angrily, "Useless trash! Do you want me to come to save you?!"

Tang Zizhuo lowered his eyelids and called out in a muffled voice, "Dad..."

The man smiled and looked at Shang Wang, "I'll handle the housework, you can leave now."

Hearing the leader's order, everyone put down their guns.

Shang Li's eyes stayed close to a few people and slowly retreated.

"Hey! Shangli!"

Tang Zizhuo called to stop Shangliang.

Merchant stopped.

"Heh..." Tang Ziyan sneered, "Tell you a secret, Su Fumeng has no life in his hands."

Shang Li: "…"

half year later.

In the lively vegetable market, Su Fumeng was picking apples.

Shang Juan stood behind Su Fumeng, hardworking and carrying things.

Just like a sweet little couple.

Su Fumeng reached out to Longan.

Shang Juan quickly held down Su Fumeng's hand, shook his head and said, "I don't like it."

Su Fumeng patted Shang Li's head, "Good boy, this is a good thing."

"Oh." Shang Juan lowered his head in frustration, his forehead resting on Su Fumeng's shoulder.

Suddenly, he raised his head alertly and looked at the breakfast shop diagonally behind.

Su Fumeng wondered: "What's wrong?"

Shang Wang pursed his lips, "It seems that someone is watching us."

Buy the fruit and go into the small shop.

There is a bowl of untouched braised beef noodles on the table, and a newspaper folded into a thousand paper cranes.

Shang Juan opened the newspaper, and there were four big characters written on it: Long time no see!

"Boss, do you remember what the person sitting here looks like?"

People come and go in his breakfast shop, how can you remember?

"Sorry, I don't remember! I only vaguely remember him wearing a black top hat. I'm still thinking, filming? Who else wears such a hat these days."

The camera pulled to the door of the vegetable market, and a man in a black trench coat slowly took off his top hat.

It is Tang Zizhuo!

Tang Zizhuo curled his lips into a smile, his eyes full of calculations.

Business arrogance ah business arrogance!

This time you broke the precept and put down Su Fumeng, what will you break next time?

He began to look forward to it.

"Cut!"

With the sound of "cut", Xu Zimian and Pei Yan succeeded in finishing!

Two days later, the two were about to fly to the imperial capital.

In the VIP lounge of the airport, Xu Jinming hugged his baby sister reluctantly and rubbed against Xu Zimian's tender face, "Little Cotton, do you want my brother to go to the imperial capital to accompany you?"

Xia Xuan grabbed the second son's collar, "You haven't finished filming, where do you want to go?"

Xu Jinming fluttered his limbs, wanting to continue holding Little Cotton.

Aunt Pei was amused and laughed out loud, "Jin Ming is really humorous, my Xiaoyan is just too boring."

Xia Xuan pushed her second son over, "Then I will give Jin Ming to you. I prefer Xiao Yan, who is calm and sensible."

Xu Jinming looked back at Xia Xuan pitifully, "Mom!"

Sure enough, he picked it up from the trash can!

Xu Zimian patted brother Ming's head, "Brother Ming is good, I'll be back in a while."

Xu Jinming was moved, as expected of his caring little padded jacket, thinking of his brother at all times.

Just listen to Xu Zimian continue: "When the time comes, help me contact Brother Yangyang, I want to talk to him about the editing of the new song later."

Xu Jinming's mind was turbulent, and his sweet little padded jacket didn't love him anymore!

The broadcast sounded: "Passengers heading to the Imperial Capital, please note that your flight HB6666 is now boarding, please take your belongings, show your boarding pass, and board the plane from gate 31."

The large suitcase was checked in, and Xu Zimian only had a backpack, which kept the things that he used with him.

She hugged Xia Xuan reluctantly, "Mom, I'm leaving."

Xia Xuan hugged her baby back, "Little Cotton, call back anytime."

"Mom, I will."

After hugging her mother, Xu Zimian pounced on her poor father and brothers.

Xu Cheng hugged his daughter hard, and when he thought of a certain abominable weasel, his heart hurt so much that he could hardly breathe.

Quickly pondering, it is time to open the Chengxin Culture Studio to the imperial capital!

Aunt Pei patted Xia Xuan's hand lightly and reassured: "Don't worry, my Xiaoyan will take good care of Xiao Mianhua."

As he spoke, he glared at his son, "Protect Little Cotton, do you understand?"

Pei Yan looked at Xia Xuan seriously, and promised righteously, "Aunt Xia, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Xiao Mian!"

Xia Xuan patted Pei Yan on the shoulder, "Xiao Yan, my little cotton will take care of you."

The Xu family's father and son were trembling with anger.

After ten years of fighting against wolves, they seem to be failing!

Looking at Pei Yan's wolf claws, he picked up Xiao Mianhua's backpack and walked forward with Xiao Mianhua.

Until the figure of Xiao Mian was no longer seen, the Xu family's father and son were empty and lonely.

The incarnation of Wang Nushi, Wangmei Stone, standing upright in front of the glass window, looking at the plane carrying her baby and about to sail away.