The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

Four pieces of silk hanging from the ceiling, handcuffs, chains, candles...

Fang Qingqing's stomach turned as she watched it. Who would have thought that there was a cave behind a dining room.

She looked back at Li Xinlan, who was squirming in the chair.

That scene was really unsightly.

Just a small glass of wine, and Li Xinlan became like this.

If she drinks that bottle, you can imagine what will happen to her.

Throw those people into the inner room like garbage. Since Zhou Zechuan is the instigator, just give him handcuffs, and then throw the hungry and thirsty Li Xinlan into his arms.

For the remaining three people, just find a place for them to arrange.

After doing this, Fang Qingqing went to the bathroom and used hand sanitizer three times to wash her hands clean.

Then he swaggered out of the private room, closed the door, took a photo of the house number, clicked on a person named Liu Datou in the phone book, and sent the photo to him:

There is melon in room 8022 of the Kyoto Hotel. It’s up to you whether you can eat it or not.

This Liu Datou has gained a bit of fame recently through the scraps of celebrity hits, but he is basically not a heavyweight. He is better than a diligent person who hits four or five hits a week.

Because he is so dedicated, Fang Qingqing believes in his efficiency.

The paparazzi sometimes communicated with each other. Liu Datou was shocked when he saw the messages on his mobile phone while he was eating his lunch.

Today, someone photographed Zhou Zechuan and several big names in the industry entering a Kyoto hotel. Just a few minutes ago, someone posted a report saying that a top-notch and gold-medal producer was suspected of collaborating.

Isn't it just as simple as cooperation?

Now, as long as there is news about the top Zhou Zechuan, if you capture it, you will make money!

No matter who the other party was or what kind of melon it was, Liu Datou turned around and threw the lunch box he had just eaten into the trash can, jumped in the car and rushed to the Kyoto Hotel.

He didn't know whether the other party had sent the first-hand information to others, so he had to be the first to arrive.

After driving fast all the way, Liu Datou finally arrived at the Kyoto Hotel. He hid the camera in his coat and got on the elevator while looking around.

On the top floor of this Kyoto hotel, in addition to luxury boxes, there are also top-level suites. I don't know whether this 8022 is a box or a suite.

When he arrived at the door, Liu Da put his head against the door and listened for a long time. There was nothing going on inside.

He tilted his head and opened the door a crack. At a glance, he saw broken glass on the ground and a stool that was leaning over.

He was startled, but when he thought about what if it was Zhou Zechuan inside, he became angry, and he plucked up the courage to push the door open and go in. No one?

Looking again, there was another door over there, which was tightly opened a crack, and a thin groan came from inside the door.

The professional habits of paparazzi set off alarm bells in him, and he thought to himself: This is definitely a good thing.

He hurriedly walked over on tiptoe, raised his camera and started taking pictures wildly. He couldn't help but stop while taking pictures. What's in it! ! !

Even as a paparazzi, he has seen many dirty scenes, but the scene before him still shocked him.

He took the time to take a few pictures, but he didn't dare to take more with him, so he secretly walked in and pretended that nothing happened and left the hotel.

Besides, after Fang Qingqing left the hotel, she called her boss He Dafa. He Dafa knew that Li Xinlan brought her to the dinner today, and he also told Li Xinlan to take good care of herself and not drink too much.

It is precisely because of this sentence that she believes that He Dafa is a good person.

When the call was connected, Fang Qingqing sobbed: "Boss woo woo woo..."

"What, what's wrong?"

He Dafa was mopping the floor when he heard Fang Qingqing's cry. He was so frightened that his voice stuttered.

"Boss, Sister Lan took Producer Liu and me to dinner, and she insisted on letting me drink at the dinner. My whole body is hot and my head is dizzy. Wuwuwu... I'm so scared..."

He Dafa froze on the spot, his eyes as wide as bells.

"Which Producer Liu?"

"It's the gold medal producer, Liu Renzhong, and Mr. Li, Mr. Chen..."

Before Fang Qingqing could finish speaking, He Dafa cursed: "Damn it! This Li Xinlan is crazy!"

Others don't know what these people are about, but He Dafa has been in the circle for so many years, and he still knows the virtues of these people.

"Where are you now? Can you still leave? Get out of there quickly and I will send a driver to pick you up!"

He Dafa was so anxious that he took two steps back, opened the door and ran out in a hurry.

"I, I have already run out, boss, you don't have to come to pick me up, just in case Sister Lan knows that I left like this..."

"You go your own way, Li Xinlan is a quick and easy person, I will handle it!"

Facts have proved that He Dafa is really a good person. If he had not always adhered to the final bottom line, his company would not be what it is today.

Fang Qingqing hung up the phone, stopped a car and returned to the Yun Family Villa.

It was getting late, and there were a few unfamiliar missed calls on my phone. I didn't know if they were from the Yun family.

Cloud family.

The restaurant was brightly lit, and several servants were waiting with their heads down.

At the dining table, Yunyan was flipping through the financial magazine in his hand, and his little girl was playing with Lego. The delicious food was already on the table, but no one moved their chopsticks.

Su Jialuo had already gone up and down several times. When he came down again, he felt unhappy when he saw that the father and son were still sitting upright with no intention of using their chopsticks.

"Brother Yunyan, why haven't you served dinner yet? It's already... very late."

Of course she knew why she didn't start the meal. She wasn't waiting for that bitch Fang Qingqing! She couldn't figure out why the child in front of her was so obsessed with Fang Qingqing!

Yun Yan raised his eyes and was about to speak, but Yun Sheng got there first.

"My mommy hasn't come back yet, so I have to wait for mommy to eat together!" The little girl answered in a crisp voice, and started to focus on her Lego again.

After all, he is a guest. Yun Yan can pamper Xiao Yunsheng, but he cannot neglect Su Jialuo.

"Otherwise, let the chef make one and send it to your room, and you can eat it first."

Su Jialuo asked knowingly, and her original intention was to let Yunyan know that it was getting late and she was still at home, and then start eating.

Who knew that someone would actually say something like this.

"Brother Yunyan, maybe Qingqing is eating out? You also know that as actors, we sometimes have no control over our own schedule!"

Su Jialuo had something to say.

"My mommy won't do that. She promised me that she would have dinner with me!"

Xiao Yunsheng didn't give any face to Su Jialuo.

"Shengsheng, mom is an adult, and she has to go out to work. Once she gets busy, the time is not sure at all."

Su Jialuo endured the boredom, bent down and put one hand on Xiao Yunsheng's back, with a voice so gentle that it could squeeze out water.

"Then why don't you go to work? Stay at our house every day?"

Xiao Yunsheng raised his head, his innocent face full of curiosity.

Su Jialuo gritted her teeth angrily, but she couldn't break out in front of Yun Yan. She still said softly, "I'm done with my work. The most important thing is, I want to come back and have dinner with you."

"Thanks, but no!"

Children can best feel what is true and what is false.

Xiao Yunsheng twisted his body, forcing Su Jialuo's arms to slide off his back, turned around and said, "Dad, can you call mom again?"

"Go, give your wife another call." Yun Yan put down the magazine and turned to the servant beside him.

Fang Qingqing had never come back so late before, and she didn't know if there was an accident.

"No need to fight, I'm back!"