After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 394: Stupid People Have Stupid Blessings

Yan Fanzhou leaned lazily, with a soft voice, "You don't dare?"

"Don't dare!" Ning Qinuo shook his head again and again, "I'm not good enough for her!"

"It's good to know..." Yan Fanzhou sneered, "If you dare to harass her again, I will attack her harder than him."

"Yes yes yes." Ning Qi Nuo stood up, "Cousin, cousin, I'm leaving first..."

I feel uncomfortable all over, and I want to leave a long time ago.

Yan Fanzhou looked like he was smiling, but actually his heart was dark.

"Did I let you go?"

"Is there something else to do, cousin?" Ning Qi Nuo slowly turned around.

Yan Fanzhou said lightly, "Go and play with Dongfang for a while."

As soon as the dog heard his name, he picked up the Frisbee and ran to Ning Qi Nuo, spit it out, and squatted down in front of him hahaha.

He picked up the frisbee on the ground and walked out.

He was afraid that the dog would not tell. This dog was very strong and fierce.

Yan Fanzhou deliberately tormented him!

On the green lawn, the sun was dazzling, and he saw a woman in a white skirt coming out beside Yan Fanzhou.

Sheng slowly smiled and stared at Yan Fanzhou. What Yan Fanzhou was saying, Yan Fanzhou couldn't help curling his lips, and fondled her hair.

Then the two got into the car together.

"Depend on!"

They ran off to play and left him here!

Ning Qi Nuo threw away the Frisbee vigorously, then took out her mobile phone to call Ning Qingqing

"Auntie, my cousin bullied me..."

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It has been a few days since Wen Jingliang passed away, and the murderer has not been found yet.

Business University even delayed the resumption of classes.

The Wen family couldn't wait any longer, so it was safe to let Wen Jingliang go to the ground.

There was a patter of rain in the cemetery. The family wore black clothes, held black umbrellas, wore white flowers on their chests, and looked sad.

"Liang'er..."

"Liangliang...my daughter..."

Mother Wen was agitated. She hadn't rested well for the past few days, and her face was haggard.

Father Wen hugged her tightly, looking at the photo on the tombstone in front of him, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, his eyes flushed.

Sister, you can go at ease.

I will take good care of my parents, as well as the Wen family.

Don't blame my sister...

Sister is unintentional.

"Young Master Mo?"

"Master, Young Master Mo is here." The butler reminded him from the side.

Father Wen turned his head, his assistant was holding an umbrella, and Mo Jing, dressed in black, came up slowly.

Father Wen glanced at Wen Jingrou lightly, and said, "Master Mo, why are you here?"

"My condolences." Mo Jing put down the white lily in his hand, "Although I don't know the second lady, I have met the eldest lady a few times, and we had a very happy conversation."

He looked at Wen Jingrou with soft eyes, "Xiaorou, are you okay?"

"Thank you for your concern, I haven't recovered yet..." Wen Jingrou lowered her eyelids.

Her eyes were red, and she cried every day for the past few days, and her eyes were red and swollen.

Looks very weak.

"You go down with Young Master Mo first." Seeing this, Father Wen said, "The little girl has been under too much pressure recently and is overly sad. Please take care of Young Master Mo."

"Should be."

The two walked down together, the stone road in the cemetery was pattered and a little slippery.

Wearing high heels, Wen Jingrou slipped and almost fell.

Mo Jing stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around her waist, and said in a low voice, "Be careful."

"Thank you, thank you..."

"You're so sad you should be wearing flats."

"I……"

She cares about appearance.

In the distance, Father Wen looked at the bodies of the two of them who were close to each other, but he didn't expect that she would go to the boss of the Mo family.

Is it still done?
Fortune favors fools?
In the parking lot of the cemetery, Wen Jingrou rolled her ears and hair, "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

"it is good."

Mo Jing got into the car first.

In the bathroom, Wen Jingrou took out a blood-stained eyebrow trimmer from her carry-on bag and threw it into the toilet.

(End of this chapter)