Gao Leng Master Qiao's Little Honey

Song Mingyu didn't sleep all night, since Chen Chong sent him back to his room, he sat by the window holding his phone all night.

The image of Qiao Jingchen falling off the cliff and Gu Qingnian's mournful cries kept echoing in his mind, which could not go away for a long time.

Qiao Shiyuan and Song Jingye were also the couple who stayed up all night. In the middle of the night yesterday, Chen Chong knocked on their door and sent back Song Mingyu, who was out of his mind.

Chen Chong didn't explain exactly what happened, but simply said, "Ming Yu drank too much, you take good care of him." Then he ran away burning his ass.

Ever since Song Mingyu entered the house, he seemed to have lost his soul. Without saying a word, he locked himself in the room like a walking dead.

Where does this look like drinking too much?Obviously drunk, okay?

Qiao Shiyuan and Song Jingye looked at each other in blank dismay.

The lights in the room were on all night, but no matter how Qiao Shiyuan and his wife knocked on the door, Song Mingyu inside the door just didn't answer and didn't open the door.

If it wasn't for seeing his shadow from the window, Qiao Shiyuan and his wife would have wondered if Song Mingyu had died in their room.

"Mingyu, open the door, it's mom! Mom brought you breakfast."

Right now, Qiao Shiyuan was knocking on Song Mingyu's door with a good voice.

Her son has become more and more weird recently, it's okay to have a big temper, but now he looks like a hanged ghost, it's just too scary.

Song Mingyu turned his head dully and glanced at the closed door, still motionless.After pinching the phone all night, it exudes scorching temperature.

He really wanted to call Gu Qingnian and ask about Qiao Jingchen's situation.But he dare not.

He is so scared!I'm so afraid to hear the sad news about Qiao Jingchen...

Suddenly, his phone vibrated and a message came in.

Song Mingyu opened numbly, looked down, and jumped up immediately.

"Mingyu, I'm fine, don't worry."

It's Qiao Jingchen's text message!
Song Mingyu couldn't believe his eyes, his uncle, his uncle is fine!

Song Mingyu whirled around the room excitedly, knocking over all the decorations in the room.

Very good!His uncle is not dead!His uncle is not dead!
Song Mingyu tremblingly called Chen Chong.

"Chen Chong, my uncle sent me a text message, he is not dead, he is not dead!"

Chen Chong, who also didn't sleep all night, was so startled that he rolled off the bed. After confirming again and again that the news was true, he knelt down on the ground excitedly, and kowtowed several times to the sky.

Bodhisattva bless, Mr. Qiao is indeed an auspicious person with a natural appearance, and they don't need to die!
"You wait for me at home, I'll pick you up, let's go see your uncle!"

Chen Chong dressed quickly, and ran downstairs to the garage.

It was past eight o'clock, and Qiao Shiyuan knocked on the door for more than half an hour, but Song Mingyu didn't hear the door open in response, and heard the sound of crackling inside, and was running around in a hurry, but saw the door was suddenly opened forcefully.

With scarlet eyes, Song Mingyu, who was still wearing last night's clothes, was in a state of embarrassment, but his eyes glowed suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Ming...Mingyu...you...are you alright?"

Song Mingyu in front of him exuded an abnormal aura, his crazy appearance, like a ghost crawling out of hell, scared Qiao Shiyuan's heart.

Isn't her son crazy?

Song Mingyu ignored Qiao Shiyuan, pushed her away and ran out the door.

Qiao Shiyuan, who was severely hit in the waist, stared at Song Mingyu who jumped down the stairs in panic, and sat powerlessly on the ground...

crazy!Her son must be crazy!