An Qi is used to life and death killing. When she was abroad, it was not very strange to encounter any terrorists, let alone Fu Yechuan's extremely threatening.

She just touched his negative scale and got angry.

She can understand.

When she woke up, she reached out and grabbed Fu Yechuan's collar and pulled it in her direction.

Her face was also full of unyielding words.

Quietly, her voice was hoarse:

"Fu Yechuan, I didn't joke with you. Do you want to talk to him on the phone?"

Looking at Fu Yechuan's cold expression, An Qi reached out and got her cell phone from the side.

Then pressed out and a strange male voice spoke:

"Miss, what are your instructions?"

"Are people still alive?"

"Alive."

Angel looked at Fu Yechuan and curled his lips: "Or let him call him a few times."

The next second, a trembling voice of fear came from the phone.

"Help, Yechuan, Dad, save me, I'm Qingcheng. No matter how much they want, don't bargain, hurry up and let me out. My illness is in trouble again, and there are wars everywhere here..."

Fu Qingcheng's voice was no longer steady and he was extremely embarrassed.

Fu Yechuan narrowed his eyes, and his eyes became sharper.

The point of this call is: Fu Qingcheng is not in China.

The next second, Angel hung up the phone.

When the two look at each other, Angel has a stronger meaning.

She let go of her hand, curled her lips and sneered, and slowly pushed him away and put on her clothes.

"Mr. Fu, from now on, I have the final say in the relationship between us."

She is best at taking the initiative, whether it is coercion, temptation, or scheming.

The knock at the door was rapid and continuous.

Fu Yechuan walked over to open the door, his face was terrible cold.

The person at the door was shocked for a moment.

They seemed to have not expected that the person who came out of it was Fu Yechuan, the president of the Fu Group!

The shocked eyes of the reporters were all taken into consideration by Fu Yechuan.

But he was not in the mood to lose his temper now, and he knew that all this was a trap made by Angel.

Unexpectedly, her mind was bigger than she thought.

Starting from his side, including these reporters, the preparations they need to do cannot be completed in a day or two.

Come prepared.

Oh!

He turned cold and wanted to walk out. At that moment, a gossip reporter who was desperate to come forward and asked:

"Mr. Fu, why are you here?"

In a word, everyone was waiting for the answer in silence and expectation, and were careful.

The atmosphere was filled with chills that did not belong to them.

The gossip reporter swallowed his spits and got Fu Yechuan's gossip, which was even more exciting than those in the circle.

Once this kind of idea of ​​giving up has the upper hand, the journalist's sanity will be gone.

He put the microphone and machine forward, blocking Fu Yechuan's way.

It's really a waste of time.

When Fu Yechuan heard this question, he paused for two seconds.

Then he raised his eyes and stared at the gossip reporter, with a sinister tone:

"Where do I have to report to you where I go?"

The gossip reporter was frightened and was about to speak, but Fu Yechuan kicked him over, and the machine blocking the road was kicked away.

His eyes were filled with haze and indifference, with a bitter anger that kept people from thousands of miles away, regardless of the consequences of offending the reporter.

Everyone was so scared that they couldn't help but retreated for a circle and a half.

For fear of being implicated by your machine, this is a valuable thing for the household.

Fu Yechuan's eyes coldly swept across the person in front of him, and his thin lips opened lightly:
Chapter completed!