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Chapter 784 The Grandson Hid Deep Enough

Chapter 784: The grandson hides deeply enough

Author: Roasted Chicken

Chapter 784: The grandson hides deeply enough

Shi Yuan repeatedly reminded Luo Zhaoye not to cause trouble with Shi Jiunian. If he dared to make Shi Jiunian unhappy, he would send the person back immediately.

Seeing Luo Zhaoye's repeated assertions, she reluctantly felt relieved and left the villa.

She has to go back to see her mother.

Lu Xiaoman is still making trouble.

She was annoyed when she looked at it.

But it's her mother after all.

Luo Zhaoye watched Shi Yuan leave with his own eyes, so happy that he couldn't even open his eyes. While humming good luck, he sat on the bench and peeled beans.

"Fu Jingchen, why do you want to keep him?" Shi Jiunian poked Fu Jingchen's arm and asked him curiously.

It is quite surprising that he will take the initiative to keep Luo Zhaoye.

Fu Jingchen hugged her waist and unconsciously stroked her waist. Hearing this, he raised his deep eyes and looked at Luo Zhaoye. Luo Zhaoye was peeling beans while smirking, like a two fool at the village head.

The man's lips slowly curled up and sneered repeatedly, "This kid is very good at acting. Let him stay and relieve you of boredom."

is that so?

Shi Jiunian felt something was wrong, frowned, and was about to speak, but Fu Jingchen spoke first: "The dessert is ready, I'll get it, huh?"

"It's OK, too."

She wanted to have desserts a little.

Fu Jingchen touched her head, smiled, and turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

The moment he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace.

The man's eyes were extremely deep and cold, and he looked at Luo Zhaoye deeply. The red eyes were filled with murderous intent and ruthlessness.

His wife is going to have a competition recently, don't distract this matter, Luo Zhaoye...

He sees when he can pretend.

During this period, he will definitely take good care of him.

Luo Zhaoye was peeling the beans happily, and suddenly felt a chill, and he shrank his neck.

What's going on? Why does he still feel cold when the heater in the villa is turned on so much?

Could it be that I have watched too many small movies, which makes me feel a little weak?

It seems that it needs to be supplemented.

...

"Master, do you mean that he is the boy who smuggled into China by the Black Rose Organization?"

Fu Huo was called back urgently. He and Fu Jingchen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the study on the second floor. From here, you could just see the scene of the garden.

I saw Luo Zhaoye wearing a velvet-filled gray sweatshirt and military uniform pants, sitting on the garden wall with his legs crossed, picking up the big apples in the villa next door.

Under his neat short hair, Luo Zhaoye had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and his eyebrows were smiling. It was the breath of a boy who belonged to seventeen or eighteen.

The apple trees bloomed so well, and the fruitful branches had already arrived in their yard.

The apples in the villa next door really tasted pretty good, and Shi Jiunian had gone to steal several of them.

"It's him."

Fu Jingchen was behind his back with his hands, his cold face became even more stiff, and he stared at the young man sitting on the wall in a deep and quiet manner. His phoenix eyes were as thick as a whirlpool and tsunami.

Fu Huo laughed angrily. This was really a place to search for without any effort.

They were looking for someone outside in a carpet style, but they were actually at their house.

"Master, then I will arrest the person now. Under my severe torture, I don't believe that he will not let him go." Fu Huo sneered: "He actually lived in our house openly. He is quite brave."

This is a naked provocation.

Did you think they couldn't do anything to him?

"Don't move him for now."

Fu Jingchen's eyes were deep, "Shipeng knew him, and before he figured out what role he wanted to play in this, he would hold his troops down."
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