Age Fubao: Be a group pet in the cannon fodder home

Chapter 474 Playing with fire and setting yourself on fire
At dinner, Qiu Mei brought back the news of Qiu He's safety.

Qiu Yu then heaved a sigh of relief, and muttered habitually: "He is holding his breath. He hasn't called for so long. I think he is too happy to leave. Maybe he is so happy to die abroad."

"Xiaohe went out to study, don't talk nonsense." If it weren't for the little Yunbao in the middle of the seat, Qiu Mei would have given Qiu Yu a heads-up.

Song's mother smiled and said, "It's good that it's okay, Xiaohe is a smart child, and he will definitely come back safely."

Qiu Mei nodded, "Yes."

Ever since Song Qishan broke the window paper and said to go out to work hard, Qiu Mei was not ashamed to face the Song family.

But Song's father and Song's mother seemed to be okay, especially Song's mother, who always brought Qiu Mei and the others to eat at home, and the embarrassing atmosphere dissipated over time.

Not to mention that everyone is as close as a family, but the relationship between neighbors is much better than that of ordinary neighbors.

Several people chatted and laughed, only Little Rainbow Dash always felt that his heart was beating a little fast.

She had a vague feeling that the second brother was probably doing something very dangerous right now.

Alas, it's a pity that when Little Rainbow Treasure told the story, the eldest sister and third brother just thought she was thinking too much, so they didn't take it seriously after a few words of comfort.

After all, Qiu He himself called to report his safety.

On the other side, Qiu He was involved in an extremely dangerous gang fight, and the man he rescued was indeed a man of considerable background, and his life was more valuable than Qiu He imagined.

After discovering that Qiu He risked his life and even got injured repeatedly and tried to hide himself, the man quickly regarded him as a reliable person under Qiu He's step-by-step guidance.

Of course, this Mr. Wilson is not an idiot, he will not feel too much gratitude or even gratitude, nor will he be soft-hearted.

He even considered whether to kill this young man who might reveal his whereabouts.

However, when he realized that the other party was a high-achieving student from China, who was officially registered in both countries, if he died, it might cause a great shock, so he gave up his idea.

He only planned to use a sum of money to buy out this matter and shut up Qiu He.

However, within a few days, he accidentally discovered that Qiu He was extremely smart, especially his ability to control people's hearts was even beyond his imagination.

A few casual proposals led him to find the ghost who leaked his whereabouts this time, and Wilson immediately realized the value of Qiu He.

Qiu's head is much more valuable than ordinary people. If he is not killed, he must find a way to win him over.

Facing the cooperation proposed by Wilson, Qiu He felt the urgency in the other party's words and smiled slightly.

"Mr. Wilson, thank you very much for your attention to me, but I'm just a student, especially because I'm here this time mainly for a family matter. I'm afraid I won't have time to take care of other things until this matter is handled well."

After listening to Qiu He's request, Wilson smiled brightly. His short fiery red hair and light-colored eyes made him look extremely sunny, but the flash of light in his eyes revealed his unusualness.

"Qiu, it's rare to see someone as smart and reliable as you. People in our family are willing to do anything for their friends."

The two looked at each other, and Wilson poured a glass of wine and handed it to Qiu He.

"The premise is that we are friends."

However, when Xin Jing knew about this, she curled her lips.

"You know little Wilson. He is also a ruthless character in the Wilson family. Do you know another name for the Wilson family?"

Before Qiu He could answer, Xin Jing had already given the answer.

"Santa Claus family, jingle bells, when the elk arrives, Santa Claus will distribute his gifts." Xin Jing sighed, "Don't forget that Santa Claus is smiling on the surface, but wearing red clothes, the blood on the Wilson family If you can’t wash it clean, Qiu He, be careful playing with fire and setting yourself on fire.”

(End of this chapter)