Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

   Chapter 860

   "Gu Chuyan, you are still inferior to me, haha." Gu Miaoting smiled and cried like crazy.

   "You Yao Shengming, you have to listen to me in the future! Otherwise..." she said sharply, as if she was in control of everything now.

  Yao Shengming was pouring red wine by her. His eyes were bloodthirsty and slightly narrowed, and he stretched out his hand to wave at her.

   Slapped her, he slapped her away and threw her aside.

   Gu Miaoting’s body hit the corner of the table, she stood up in pain, but he was grasping from behind.

   "Ah, Yao Shengming, what are you going to do?" Gu Miaoting suffered from pain, struggling hard, was hugged by him behind her, arms crossed her neck.

  He squeezed hard, she was holding the table in her hand, trying to struggle, but he moved back.

   "Let go of me, ah." Gu Miaoting was in pain, feeling that death was approaching.

  She rolled her eyes white and was thrown aside by Yao Shengming. He reached out and grabbed something, drew it towards her, and stepped on her back with his foot.

   "Threat me?" Yao Shengming clasped her arm hard and dragged it up.

  Gu Miaoting got up, grabbed the door, and was lifted by Yao Shengming and kicked behind her. She hit the railing and almost fell off.

   "Ah." She was caught back and fell to the ground.

   "I was wrong, Yao Shengming, I was wrong." Gu Miaoting looked at him in fear, she shrank and kept moving back.

  Yao Shengming stretched out his hand, took out the lighter, and lit it with a "pop".

  He handed the lighter to her and almost burned the tip of her nose. She fell to the ground and looked at Yao Shengming in a cold voice and said, "I am urgently going to turn around 1 billion."

   "You." Gu Miaoting listened, her heart chuckled.

  I knew that Yao Shengming had a lot of appetite, but he didn't expect that he actually...

   "Why? Miss Gu doesn't want to? Don't forget, how did you survive and get here now?" Yao Shengming said coldly.

   "I will give you 300 million first. If you kill Gu Chuyan, I will give you the rest." Gu Miaoting whispered.

  Gu Chuyan is alive, she always feels uneasy.

  Gu Chuyan, is her nightmare! As long as there is a place for Gu Chuyan, she will never have a day in her life.

  She was even afraid that Gu Chuyan would **** it all back.

  Yao Shengming turned around, walked towards the bedroom, took out the red wine to blow to his mouth, put down the bottle hard, picked up the phone to make a call.

   "You are too impatient, Wang Zhongtuan is not a good character to deal with, are you sure he is dead?" Yao Shengming turned around, looked at her and asked.

  Gu Miaoting stood up, and she said, "My people use him every day. While he is asleep tonight, I will give him a weapon. It is impossible to survive."

  Yao Shengming was more suspicious. He turned around and changed his clothes and asked: "Are you sure he is the one with the weapon?"

  Gu Miaoting was questioned by him, and she was also stunned. At that time, after the weapon was turned on, she ran back to the room and heard the bodyguard yelling: "There’s something wrong with Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang has weapons, soon..."

  Because she was too scared, she asked the bodyguard to move the body to the backyard, but she did not see it with her own eyes.

   "Go and see." Yao Shengming said.

  Gu Miaoting was anxious to follow. After hearing what Yao Shengming said, she was a little uneasy. She felt that she had a hand in the dark and wanted to catch her at any time.

   "It's on fire." At this moment, a bodyguard called out and said to her: "Miss Gu, the backyard is on fire."

  Gu Miaoting and Yao Shengming ran to see, the backyard was ignited and burned half the sky.

   "This fire burned too suddenly." Yao Shengming murmured. Gu Miaoting stepped forward and endured the pain in her body. She knelt on the ground and shouted: "Foster father, foster father."

  PS: Today is April 4th. They all say, "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die." There is too much emotion today, the author recalled that year, when he was young, a particularly important person..........

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