"Are you handso and crazy? Do you even dare to hit my Brother Qiu?"
The group only reacted after a brief mont. They were all people who had left the courtyard. Seeing their friend wronged now, how could they just sit?
Except for the two who helped Qiu Yiming, the rest rushed into the crowd like a swarm of bees. They surrounded Ye Fengsheng's voice. Even the most restless Xu Jiayi still leaned down. He looked anxiously at Ye Fengsheng and Song Nanfu, unsure of what he was thinking.
"Shen Song, say a word for you, in Fanghai City, for the first ti we face weak people, even daring to hit Brother Qiu, really tired!"
"Yes, you are so handso that you are tired of jumping from one point to another and dare to provoke us. I'm afraid you don't even know how you will die!"
You speak one language, I speak another. Various sarcastic remarks reached Ye Fengsheng and Song Nanfu's ears.
"Aren't you going out to help? This is a waste of this opportunity, but it will be difficult to achieve it in the future."
Beside the colored glass, Qin Chaoyu leaned lazily on the sofa. In the dim light, its bumpy shape appeared especially charming.
"If he is really as good as you say, how can you just sit there watching so quietly?"
For a mont, that beautiful face showed a charming curve with fresh red lipstick, and the body's curves because of this slight twist appeared particularly eye-catching.
However, there were two people in the room, two won, two won with no difference, so they didn't care about each other's strengths.
Qin Chaoyu sipped a glass of red wine, the liquid flowing in the mouth nonchalantly, just casually saying: "Qiu Yun once personally protected him outside, so he should be able to talk to Qiu Yun, but he didn't appear at the top level, but because Miss Song appears here, then their relationship is hard to say."
"Do you want to go outside?"
When this sarcastic woman looked back at Qin Chaoyu's lazy rain, she suddenly laughed: "Do you regret not stopping the farce at the beginning? You watched the show for a long ti."
"Now, if you go outside, Ye Fengsheng's voice will think of you, and then there will be another crack in the relationship. That is, you can't find stability in yourself."
"It's up to you to decide," Qin Chaoyu said as usual. "If you think you don't need this opportunity, then I can go out now."
He is a woman, naturally and Ming Lang suffering, even if uncertain, has such seven points of assurance. For a mysterious character like Ye Fengsheng, even I, hearing it for the first ti, naturally would be interested, and the woman on the opposite side and I are the sa kind of person, so now playing tricks like crawling is really redundant!
Of course, Eno.
This is a beautiful girl, while running, also facing a feeling of complete disharmony with others, making everyone actively retreat in this montum, making way for a path.
Under that thin veil, the beauty of the large material adds so hazy flavor. Each smile is a feeling of relaxation and joy.
There are many beautiful won, but like her, there are not two in the world!
Whether the nobility raised a hand or stood up like a mature and noble queen, no one in the eting hall could match it! Even the crystal chandelier above seed dim and matched at this ti.
He stood quietly beside Ye Fengsheng and Shen Song, with a faint smile on his face.
"Who are you?"
Ye Fengsheng glanced, there was no big desire in his clear eyes, only doubt.
"Zhuang Manjing!"
"The owner of this building is a friend among Qiu Yun and Qin Chaoyu," Zhuang Manqin said, his hands open in the sound of washing Ye Fengsheng.
Originally, the quiet eting was imdiately enveloped by a strange atmosphere. Here, no one is a fool. Of course, we can hear the power contained in Zhuang Manjing's words.
"Qiu Yun" is a na in Fanghai City, is the only heir of the future many Qiu surnas. Qin Chaoyu is a sentence that can make three heads sent to Fanghai City from the Qin Family, at the sa ti able to make friends with them. Even if he is an idiot, he should respect everyone.
More importantly, Zhuang Manjing is no fool. She is a beautiful girl and a very smart woman, so he appeared here, saying those words just now.
Everyone can use this sentence as a warning, that is, at this mont on the spot of Ye Fengsheng's voice, you're finished!
Shen Song's departure had stopped for a while. The nominal owner of Zhuang Wenjing's building had appeared, and there would certainly be satisfactory treatnt tonight. They raised their heads high, looking at Ye Fengsheng with a look of "wait and see".
Zhou Rui was more pleased. He excitedly clenched his fist, eyes red with pain, waiting for a good occasional Ye Fengsheng, then it would be very painful.
Now only Song Nanfu stood beside Ye Fengsheng. He wanted to stop the conversation several tis, but he was very worried.
"Are you Jianquan's sister?"
After Zhuang Manjing's younger son knew this, he asked.
Song Nanfu hurriedly nodded and then said nervously: "Sister Manjing, Ye Fengsheng's voice ca with , he also helped Sister a lot, can you..."
"Nanfu!"
Before he could finish, Shen Song over there had already started drinking: "Look at how he hit Brother Qiu! You still need to help speak for him!"
Shen Song's pun interrupted Song Nanfu's plea for help, once again reminding Zhuang Manjing of Ye Fengsheng's terrible deed tonight.
Zhuang Manjing just smiled faintly and then turned her gaze to Ye Fengsheng's voice. He said in his mouth: "Mr. Ye, when a lady hands you sothing, it's a bit inappropriate to hang others up, isn't it?"
"Especially when this lady cos to help you resolve the conflict."
Ye Fengsheng looked at Zhuang Manjing's eyes full of great confusion, and finally grasped that hand, sarcastic with body warmth like jade.
"I think you should do more."
"Separate it," Ye Fengsheng said.
The narrow eyes of the Danfeng flashed a aningful look, Zhuang Manjing smirked implicitly: "There are many things to do, first solve the problem to know? Mr. Ye, you now an to give money, also too early, right?"
The bright red lips under the crystal light must have given the audience endless grandees, combined with the thin veil under the slender figure, also in this delicate smile let n's throat not dry.
"What do you want to do?"
Ye Feng said nothing, just looked at him lightly and said: "Do you want to kick out without asking the reason, or do they want to co downstairs to pick sothing?"
"Ye Fengsheng! You really deserve to die!"
As soon as he heard these words, Shen Song imdiately began cursing: "You hurt soone first, now dare to report the bad guy!"
Ye Fengsheng couldn't bother paying attention to him, just glanced, didn't care at all.
Zhuang Manjing smiled at Shen Song, and said sothing not very pleasant: "Mr. Shen, no matter right or wrong, it should be up to to judge, not you."
There is a mouth saying these words. No matter who listens, they will feel unreasonable; the person concerned has no qualification to judge right or wrong, later after not witnessing the process, people wouldn't dare to let him judge whether it's right or wrong.
But such absurd remarks at this mont of the eting are certainly such a thing, as if it has written a good rule in general, everyone did not raise objections, even Shen Song, can only silently copy.
This social layer is his authority in this building. No one can resist. Here he is the queen controlling everything.
Seeing Shen Song calm down, Zhuang Manjing took two glasses.
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