The great devil, he commits crimes with beauty

Chapter 203
Just when Fubai was so bored that he admired himself in the mirror, someone knocked on the door of the room.

Then, the butler's voice sounded, informing them to gather in the lobby.

Is this coming?

Fubai left the room with a quick movement of anticipation.

The three guest rooms were next to each other. When she opened the door and went out, the door to the opposite room happened to open.

I don't know if it's Fubai's illusion, but I always feel that the woman who came out of the opposite door is hostile to her.

Sure enough, within three seconds, it was verified.

Yang Li leaned against the door and looked at Fu Bai arrogantly, his tone full of anger, "I didn't expect you to come here. Why, can't you survive?"

Fubai: "..."

【Understand Baibai, this woman is the one who caused the original owner to lose everything, super bad, take her away, meow~】

The little counselor's words made Fubai successfully stop walking forward, turned her head and glanced at Yang Li lightly, and counterattacked with light lips: "It seems that you are the same, everyone is half the same."

"you,"

Yang Ligang only cared about Ye Fubai's departure, only now did he realize the meaning of what she just said, even his own connotation, a face covered with exquisite make-up turned pale and pale, staring at Fubai, wishing to be direct Two holes popped out.

"Don't be complacent. I was able to ruin your reputation in the industry last time. It's the same here. You will never be as good as me."

Compared to her anger, Fubai was already very calm, so he quietly watched her bouncing around. After she finished speaking harshly, Fubai covered her lips and yawned, and waved her back, "It's over ? Then I’m leaving, let’s talk about something after you really stay.”

Seeing her unaffected appearance, Yang Li stomped his feet angrily, what kind of madness did the bitch in my impression who felt inferior after a few words go crazy today?

If she plays normally later, then she...

bitch.

Why not die!
No matter how much she stares, Fubai just pretends not to know.

With this episode, Yang Li was the last one when he arrived in the hall.

Under the attention of everyone, he straightened his chest, smiled what he thought was a decent and elegant smile, and walked to the middle seat calmly. As a last resort, the male chef next to him had to step aside.

Seeing Fubai next to him, he glanced angrily out of the corner of his eye.

"The three of you, please wait a moment, my young master will be here soon." Actually, when he said this, the butler was not so sure, he could only pray silently in his heart, and the young master listened to his words.

The time passed by one minute and one second, and twenty minutes passed in a blink of an eye.

There was no sound of opening the door in the room upstairs.

There was a faint trace of sweat on the butler's forehead, and at the same time he looked towards the stairs distressedly.

When he was in the old house, the young master often skipped meals and relied on nutrient solution to maintain his life. He never took the initiative to talk to others, even the old lady never said so.

A few days ago, someone in the family talked about this city, saying that this city supports people, and after a few struggles, they finally made up their mind to let the young master come to cultivate for a period of time and see the situation.

But right now.

Reluctantly, he continued to stare at the stairs.

I don't know how long it took.

A slight 'squeak' sound sounded.

Soon, a boy in a white shirt and camel-colored cropped trousers appeared at the stairs.

The brown chestnut hair was a little messy, as if it had been grabbed just now, and the bangs on the forehead were a bit long, which faintly blocked the boy's eyes. He kept his head down and walked down the stairs step by step.

But the handsome profile of the young man was still imprinted in the eyes of the people in the hall.

Fubai obviously heard Zhang Li gasping for breath beside him.

Immediately, there was a sense of displeasure, as if one's own things were coveted.

His cheeks were bulging, and he gave her a sideways look quietly.

(End of this chapter)