Warm tea and wine

Ling Hua interrupted directly, "You really gave her 10,000+?"It's not like you, is it? "

Mo Xue laughed "hee hee", sat down on the sofa, threw off the high heels on her feet, rolled around on the sofa, and finally posed in a very distorted pose: "What do you think?"

"It's tricky." Ling Hua looked affirmative.

"I just opened an account and saved 1 yuan and then kept reporting the loss—" Mo Xue smiled sweetly, "The shares in the little girl's hand

I got it, so hurry up and sign it. "

"Mo Xue, thank you."

"Thank you, for so many years, only you have helped me and treated me as a person, a woman." Mo Xue's smile gradually faded:

"The 10,000+ is just a smoke bomb, temporarily fooling Maoqin. You should get everything done as soon as possible, and it will be over if she finds out."

"Okay." Ling Hua pursed his lips and struggled for a while: "How about, why don't you also find a man to talk to? I think you are alone—" You will be lonely...

"Like you and Yang Du?" Mo Xue asked jokingly.

Ling Hua opened his mouth wide in surprise: "You, how do you know?"

"He called me yesterday."

Mo Xue sighed a few words: "Your man is really awesome, call me first and tell me, as your husband, he has something to ask me, your best friend—well, best friend is best friend—he wants to I know what you like to eat, play and play with, and what color you like, yo, it’s so thin, I just want my old lady to scold him for being a jerk.”

Ling Hua gritted his teeth: "I just said how did he know you were 'Blood Ink'... Nima's old bottom has already been picked up by someone—"

Yang Du's voice came from the kitchen——

"Xiao Ling, it's time for dinner, today I have your favorite salt and pepper steak—"

"Okay, okay, your man loves you too, your man called you to eat, be good - it's a good thing to envy someone who hurts." Mo Xue sighed, "Go, don't let him wait for you .”

"Oh, then you—"

"Go away, show your sister's affection in front of my old lady!" Mo Xue hung up the phone with a ferocious tone, sighed slightly, relaxed her body, and fell down on the sofa with a "slap".

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"You don't want to marry? That's impossible. Your fiancée, Miss Mao Qin, owns [-]% of the shares. I've sent out all the invitations—think about the reputation and face of our Himekawa family, and— —Think about your mother, because you don’t agree, she has to die.” Himekawa Mori flicked the cigarette ash in his hand, and the smoke overflowed from his nose, forming a smoke ring, which gradually dissipated in the air.

"Of course, Xiaohua is back too. Your elder brother has a good news, so he can't be indifferent, right?"

Ji Chuanche's face suddenly turned pale, his eyes gradually turned red, and his voice was inaudible: "Did he say anything?"

"Ji Chuanche, what do you want me to say about you? Naive! Ridiculous! That's your brother, your own brother! Are you still delusional? Do you dare to delusional? Hmph, ridiculous! What would Xiaohua say? He doesn't say he hates you It’s not bad, you dare to ask him about such beastly things to him, you are really shameless!” Ji Chuansen threw down the cigarette and stood up: “I hate people who don’t understand the reality, I think you are Know

of. ”

"Did he say anything..." Ji Chuanche insisted on repeating the question as if he hadn't heard it.

"Stubborn!" Ji Chuansen paced back and forth, walked up to him and raised his palm high, and after some hesitation, put it down.

"Huh, you remember it! Xiaohua said, 'Naturally, I want to wish my brother a happy marriage for a hundred years, and I must give a big gift to make my brother unforgettable.

Wai', is this enough?Are you satisfied?You are not satisfied that I still have the recording. "

"Hundreds of years together..." Ji Chuanche muttered to himself, "He really said that?"

"Humph—" Himekawa Mori answered him with a soft hum.

"Who do you think is not good? Who is not good? Why bother to be your own brother?" Ji Chuansen was almost on the verge of getting angry, this kid could really make him have an urge to smack him——

"Father, I beg you, just, just give him to me, and I'll—"

"Pa——" Ji Chuansen withdrew his raised and lowered slap, and his face was very ugly: "It seems that you are still not awake, I think, it is not only that you are not awake! You are completely confused! You shut yourself up and think about it, as long as I don't die, If you should get married, get married, Xiao Ling, I will protect him, don’t even think about it! Someone, watch him! If he dares to go out, you will dig your own eyes and feed them to the dogs!"

Two rows of strong men immediately stood in front of Ji Chuanche, and said with a smile on his face, "Young master, please?"

Ji Chuanche licked the blood stains on the corner of his lips, looked up at Ji Chuansen, his eyes were blood red: "Old man, there is something I have wanted to ask you for a long time. I am old, when will you die—"

"Take it down." The people around Ji Chuansen winked at the heads of the two teams of strong men, supported Ji Chuansen who was trembling with anger, and comforted him: "Patriarch, don't be angry, the young master is just angry. Lost his head - at his age, he can be forgiven for doing anything wrong. After all, he is still the eldest son of the Himekawa family, your own son!"

"Nizi!" Ji Chuansen covered his heart, his fingers kept trembling, and he was so angry that he could only repeat these two words over and over again.

The people behind quickly helped him onto the sofa, beat his shoulders and rubbed his chest, handed him water and medicine, and it took him a while to recover from the chaos.

Even a hero, there is old age, the feeling of the end of the hero-is Himekawa Mori a hero?

"Tell me, what kind of evil is this?" Ji Chuansen sighed, and felt cold all over his body when he came back to his senses.

"Tell me, I raised a white-eyed wolf since I was a child, right? The child raised in the palm of my hand didn't know it was a poisonous snake egg. Tell me, am I wrong?"

The people around were silent, their mouths were tightly pursed.

"I have always owed Xiaoling to that child since I was a child. His mother left early, and I couldn't get rid of the responsibility first, but this child doesn't want power or money. Find me jade and make me happy-you say, it's all My son, why is there such a difference?"

"It seems that Kana Kitagawa doesn't know how to teach her son, so it's meaningless for her as the hostess."

The eyelids of the people below twitched - it seems that the sky is about to change?

"Then, let's take back the shares of that woman Kana Kitagawa - and give some to Xiaoling, what do you think?"

Everyone was dead silent.

"so be it."

Ji Chuansen sighed and waved his hand: "It's all gone, I'm old and I get tired easily—it's all gone."

The people around him silently dispersed.

Ji Chuansen rubbed his slightly hot forehead, closed his eyes, and leaned on the sofa, silently.

"Give me the shares? What's the old man doing?" Ling Hua sat down on the sofa, wearing only a shirt that barely covered his butt.

With two bare legs crossed, he caressed the little butt of the rice ball and chatted with Mo Xue.

"Maybe it's your old man's conscience, anyway, you don't care about it. You should think about it, how can you make people unforgettable for the wedding a week later—"

"That's natural." Ling Hua twitched his eyebrows, and found that the rice ball had crawled onto his calf, blinking and staring at his empty shirt hem.

Ling Hua couldn't hold it anymore, he shrank uncomfortably, tugged at his shirt, and secretly cursed "little pervert".

"Let me tell you, did you find a female companion to go there that day, and Ji Chuanche was so mad?" Mo Xue suggested a bad idea.

"No." Ling Hua chuckled.

"I'll take my family directly, and take my man there." Glancing at the scarlet wedding invitation on the coffee table, his smile widened: "You don't think he found out that I like men, but if he doesn't have a chance, he will be crazier and the situation will be even worse. Is it fun?"

"—Master, I'm going to play him to death."

"..." How ruthless, how will Ji Chuanche hold it when the time comes?Mo Xue hung up the phone angrily.

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"Wedding invitation? Why did it get sent here?" Wen Xi held a bright red wedding invitation and threw it on the coffee table in disgust.

"What do you mean 'Wang Mr. Gu and his wife will come by the deadline'?" Wen Xi looked at Gu Jiuran, sitting on the sofa, with his arms folded, his beautiful eyes slightly closed, and said lightly: "Will the wedding invitation be delivered to my house?" I'll give it to you, and I want you to bring your wife to the door, Gu Jiuran, tell me."

"Axi, I don't know." Gu Jiuran looked at Wen Meiren pitifully.

"I don't know? I don't know. But when the time comes, how can you bring a female companion to attend? Shall I call Sister Shu over and wrong you and her to pretend to be a couple?"

Gu Jiuran sobbed and roared silently in his heart - beast, beast, who wrote the invitation, who filled in the address, beast!

Congee congee walked out of the room slowly, saw Gu Zhonggou with his head bowed, screamed in his heart, turned into a fox and threw himself on Wen Xi's body.

Wen Xi felt his body sinking, stretched out his hand to touch it, it was warm and fluffy, and laughed again: "Congee Congee is now my father's fox, why are you still so frizzy?"

Under someone's glaring gaze, Congee stretched his paws wantonly, lazily saying nothing.

Wen Xi's face stretched a little, and he slightly nodded his nose, which was covered with sunbathing-like porridge.

"Spoofing you."

The foodie porridge yelled sweetly, and scrambled along the pole in desperation: "Master, I'm hungry...."

Wen Xi followed Congee's hair, and casually took out a pack of Mi?

Porridge's eyes are bright