blood pot

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When Zhang Xiaoyu sent her mother back to the room, she found that all the gifts and fruits in the corner were gone.Mother Zhang turned sideways to face the window, leaving her back to her son.Zhang Xiaoyu sat on the edge of the bed blankly, recalling a little bit the reason why her mother was unhappy today, thinking about it, she suddenly remembered the first sentence her mother said when she saw Yan Xu, was... "It's you again"? !

Lightly covering her mother with a thin blanket, Zhang Xiaoyu dragged Uncle Li out, asking questions very seriously.After Zhang Xiaoyu sacrificed the magic weapon of "I will call you Dad when you marry my mother in the future", Uncle Li frowned and said that the person who came to visit the hotel that day was Yan Xu, and said that when Zhang's mother met, she would call you Dad. The people coaxed them out, and the leftovers were handed over to the waiter.Zhang Xiaoyu beat the wall bitterly, why did Yan Xu keep doing this endlessly!

After Uncle Li finished speaking, he went back to his room to take care of Zhang's mother. Zhang Xiaoyu sat on the sofa in his room, lost in thought on the bronzing invitation in front of him.With Yan Xu's means, he will definitely find out the purpose of his coming to Beijing. He knows Yan Xu's character best, and he will never give up this great opportunity.Zhang Xiaoyu rubbed her temples, as if a sharp needle was stuck in her brain, it hurt like a needle prick when she moved.Opening the phone's address book, Zhang Xiaoyu stared at the word "Jin Qian" on it, and called decisively.

The result is still not in the service area.

Zhang Xiaoyu was lying on the bed with a wrinkled face, where did Jin Qian die?Usually I can't chase him away, but now I can't find him when I want to look for him.

The next day, Zhang Xiaoyu, who changed into a dark blue hand-cut suit, went to her mother's room and left with the invitation.As soon as he got on the white BMW specially sent by the competition, an acquaintance turned out of the hotel on the back.Zhang Xiaoyu stared at Jin Shao who was getting smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but sigh that the capital is so small that two people who are upstairs and downstairs can live in the same hotel.The driver opened the car door respectfully and asked Zhang Xiaoyu to get out of the car. Several reporters at the door rushed over after hearing the news. The flashing lights made Zhang Xiaoyu feel like she was an entertainment superstar.

The venue is very large, almost all young people over the age of 25 and 30, mostly men and few women.Standing alone in a corner, Zhang Xiaoyu suddenly had the feeling that she had stumbled into the adult venue by mistake.Soon it was time for the online literature competition, and Zhang Xiaoyu saw the expressions of excitement on the faces of most people, and thinking about the trophies on his bookshelf for "Zhu Xian", his enthusiasm suddenly faded away. .Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoyu heard her name coming from the microphone, Zhang Xiaoyu smiled slightly, and stepped up the steps with a natural expression.

When she saw that the person who presented herself with the trophies and medals was actually Yan Xu, Zhang Xiaoyu made a crackling sound with her fingers, and felt an urge to smash Yan Xu to death with the trophies and medals.Yan Xu maintained his gentle appearance, leaned close to Zhang Xiaoyu's ear and whispered a word, and immediately made Zhang Xiaoyu stay where he was.

Yan Xu said: "Do you know that the Jin family is preparing for a wedding?"

Zhang Xiaoyu didn't know what he said and did afterwards, and he didn't even know how he got back to the hotel. He just clutched the trophy and medal in his hand with all his strength, as if it was his lifelong persistence... .. Zhang Xiaoyu took out her mobile phone and called Jin Qian over and over again, but she always got the same reply, "The number you dialed is not in the service area..." Zhang Xiaoyu burst into anger, waiting When I came back to my senses, the phone was already torn apart on the floor.

The Jin family that Yan Xu mentioned is the high-level executives in the capital, and their overall strength is greater than that of the powerful Yan family.In the previous life, I only knew about the situation of the Jin family from the conversation with Yan Xu. It is probably because the old man of the Jin family was a hero in the founding of the country. The plane crashed, and Mrs. Jin's wife, Mr. Jin's own daughter, had an accident when she went to the United States to visit her lover.The two seemingly incompatible guys who each had their own people only left their three-year-old son to the old man. The old man raised his grandson and provoked the Jin family's leadership.

When I heard the name "Jin Qian", I didn't think about my first love at all. Zhang Xiaoyu didn't believe that these two unrelated people could be related, or even be the same person!But now...

He took out the mobile phone card from the broken mobile phone wreckage. Fortunately, the family was not separated because of the broken mobile phone.Zhang Xiaoyu pinched the small phone card, and inexplicably dropped a teardrop.

Three days later, the Jin family had a big banquet.

Zhang Xiaoyu asked Yan Xu to get an invitation, but she knew that even if she didn't bother Yan Xu, she could still receive the invitation.After all, the person in power of the Jin family now is Mr. Jin who is in charge of the main beam again, and Mr. Jin who in the previous life Yan Xu couldn't help but be in awe of when he mentioned it.Zhang Xiaoyu put on Jin Qian's favorite black-striped bow tie, and bravely stepped into the Longtan and Tiger's Den tonight.

Because he knew that Mr. Jin would definitely talk to him, Zhang Xiaoyu stood in the corner of the room with a wink, holding the rich rose-purple red Lafite wine, and stood there lightly.Rejecting a few rich kids who came to talk to her, and ignoring the overt and covert scrutiny of the people around her, Zhang Xiaoyu followed behind the newly emerged butler of the Jin family, and locked a long line of gazes behind her to the door of the upstairs study.

Obviously, the big drama started.

The author has something to say:

tears. . . . . . .But fortunately, the cheap hand made a mistake and didn't cause much problem, but when I looked at the manuscript box just now, I found that there are only a few chapters left in the manuscript box. . . . . .It is estimated that it will be completed next month. . . . . . (ps, I hope my abuse is successful...)