"No matter if you call, someone will still call you, or someone will tell you that you are critically ill."

Lao Liu then followed, very seriously.

I frowned. Could it be that they were co-starring in another drama and wanted to arrest me?

What are you arresting me for?

Blackmail Yin Yijie?[

So Yin Yijie repeatedly asked me to go back or even hide. Could it be that he had already guessed something?

Well, this is quite interesting. Why can my mother blackmail me? Why can I blackmail Yin Yijie?

Do we have such a good relationship?

Don't think so.

Brian's hands were trembling, and although his eyes were small, the flames he spewed out could not be underestimated.

In the hotel, none of us spoke, just sat quietly and speculated.

There is no imaginary subject here. Talking nonsense without certainty is obviously inappropriate.

Dinner was dull, and it wasn't until almost finished that Brian's phone rang, breaking the silence.

Of course, I'm full.

Eating well and drinking well is something I have learned from certain environments; there is no need to break my habit on something that is still undecided.

"Looking for you."

Brian handed me the phone, his expression not very good.

I took it and leaned it close to my ear while making eye contact with Brian, but no need, the answer was obvious.

"Little bitch, xxxx"

Fan Teng was very proud of the omission of three hundred and eighty words.

I didn't say anything. I didn't think there was any point in arguing with a mad dog. Instead, I felt that she had gone completely crazy, and it was necessary to kill her to prevent anyone from being bitten.

Five thousand Chinese characters are amazing. They can be stacked to create different meanings, just like building blocks.

"How about it, do you still want your mother, old bitch? If not, humph"

Let’s get to the point, Fan Tongyi is sure to win.[

Indeed, she has a good chance of winning because the card in her hand is very important.

However, I have no interest in playing cards now. I'm full and ready to listen to the lecture.

I never felt that I had the ability to fight against a madman, let alone that she was well prepared and in her territory.

If I am beating an egg against a rock, I might as well protect myself wisely. The worst I can do is recite "Namo Amitabha, God bless me."
Chapter completed!