Prosperity and luxury: Madam is crazy

The hearts of the people are lost in this way, and you are regarded as a tyrant by the people, so what are you waiting for if you are not overthrown?
Everyone revolts and perishes sooner or later.

Therefore, it is not easy to get rid of the old man and solve the following series of things.

Fu Die and Fu Shiyun have been struggling with this matter all day long, how to arrange this game, they did not expect that when they were racking their brains, an opportunity came.

The old man played with fire and set himself on fire, and touched the second son's woman. The second son was furious, and bombarded you, wanting your life, what's wrong?
Totally plausible!

Who dares to stand up and point to Mu Yeqin's nose to object to the word "no"? !
So at the negotiating table, Fu Ershao justly scolded the old man, saying that he didn't know how to restrain himself, and that sooner or later he would bring disaster to our Fu family, and preach to get rid of this cancer. Isn't it reasonable?

In a word, the current situation is not good for the old man.

Don't have to laugh at Fallon for being a loner, he's just a toe ahead of him.

The old man is not an idiot, so he can naturally figure it out, so, can he bear this tone?
Even mutilating Mu Yeqin's body can't solve his hatred! !

"Reputation can be regained if it is lost, and there is no fixed number of prosperity and disgrace." The man pressed the button on the tea table, and the purple sand teapot "beeped" and steamed again.

"Alas," Fu Huanzhong sighed heavily. Even so, it was easier said than done.

Originally, the two siblings of the Fu family were enough for him, but now with the addition of Mu Yeqin...

With a flash of lightning in his mind, Fu Huan suddenly looked at the man beside him.

The man was turning his head slightly, looking at him with a smile. The smile didn't reach his eyes, as if he had predicted what he would say next.

Fu Huan said excitedly: "Bo, Mr. Bo, can you help me..."

The man laughed, his eyes glanced at the teapot carelessly, Fu Huan understood, and hurriedly picked up the bottom cup for him and refilled it.

The man glanced at it, but didn't pick it up to drink. Fu Huan looked at him earnestly, and said, "I heard that the old man and Falun have a good relationship?"

"Yes," Fu Huan nodded, he could hear the meaning behind the man's words.

What he did with Farren was exactly what men were doing at the moment. In other words, they were the same kind of people, and there were only a handful of people like them in this world.

Fu Huan was very aware of his usefulness, and said: "If Mr. Bo can help me, as long as I know about Falun, I will talk about it."

If it weren't for this point of use value, I am afraid that the man would not save him.

The man took a sip of the tea he refilled for himself, "Yes."

One look is enough, a man only needs one look, Fu Huan has already begun to obey.

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The New Year's Eve party came as scheduled, and Shenghan University was full of brilliance.

All departments and classes on the asphalt road flocked to the auditorium. This was when the whole school was mobilized. The grand occasion was astounding.

In the auditorium, the clothes are fresh and clean, and there is a lot of laughter and entertainment. It is so lively.

The Department of Industrial Design is located in the middle, and the seats between departments and between classes are drawn by lottery, and the order of performances on the stage is also the same.

"Brother, you say you, what a rotten hand, you smoked this broken seat..."

In the entire industrial design department, the third class is located at the back of the seat.

Who smoked it?
Mu Qingshen.

The boys from the third class pushed their gods up, but they were so unlucky that they directly screwed themselves.

Gao Le has been complaining since the day the lottery results came out, and he is probably the only one who dares to yell at Mu Qingshen like this.

In fact, it’s okay, no matter where you sit, you can see the stage clearly, because there is a projection screen, but compared with those who are close to the stage, the feeling of being able to face the stage and face the real person is still a bit worse.

Mu Qingshen greeted Gao Le with a slap on the head, looked around, but there was no sign of her, and said, "I'll go backstage."

"Hey?—" Gao Le watched him run away, unable to shout.

Gao Le walked forward along the narrow aisle, and his classmate stopped him: "Hey Gao Le, why are you going?"

Gao Le's chin above Nunu, "Go to the front, my family is here."

"Fuck, Gao Le, are you awesome?"

On the faces of the students, there was an expression of envy and "you are hiding something", Gao Le smiled triumphantly, and the small canine teeth on one side were shining under the lamp.

Backstage, each department has its own activity area. Mu Qingshen went straight to the jewelry design department and knocked on a door of many small rooms.

The people inside said without looking up: "Please come in."

Mu Qing pushed the door open and walked in. The people inside saw him and smiled, "Why, are you nervous?"

Mu Qing raised her eyebrows deeply, "Why am I nervous?"

"Then why are you here?" Fu Xi glanced at him again, taking a yellow wooden ruler to measure the wedding dress spread out on the table.

She thought that he couldn't walk well, so he rushed to the stage, and then came to ask her two moves, sharpening his gun before the battle.

Falun couldn't describe his current mood. He just felt that he had just left the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den again.

"Bo, Mr. Bo," Fallon trembled, his mouth dry and pale.

"Hehe," the man smiled and sat down on the sofa, his beautiful little bird cuddled up to him, and said, "Fallon, do you still remember what I said before?"

What did you say?Of course Fallon remembered, and his back was covered in cold sweat.

The man raised his finger and made a "one", "There is only one chance, I gave it to you, you didn't grasp it, I said, if you forced me to make a move, you had to come to me to cooperate, I don't treat you as an ally any more."

Fear was like a snake licking his heart, and then the snake opened its mouth and bit hard, Falun's heart froze, and this fear instantly spread to all limbs and bones.

Because he was so frightened to the extreme, he felt that it didn't matter if he said "it's a big deal". He shouted bravely: "It's you! It's you! Everything was set up by you! It was you who sold my information to Xiao Shen, and the police did it." They will find me and force me into a street mouse, hiding everywhere!"

"And you knew that I would arrest her, and obviously you wanted her too, but you didn't stop her, and let her be captured by me, and then you knew that Mu Yeqin would come to settle accounts with me and destroy me!"

"My subordinates who died suddenly were also poisoned by you, right? This is how you pushed me to the cliff, alone and helpless, I had no choice but to submit to you, right?!"

"Yes, that's right, I did it all, so what?" The man admitted unabashedly, his mouth full of sarcasm, "Fallon, what can you do now that you know the truth?"

The man got up, pulled out the gun from his waist and threw it on the bed, "The gun is right in front of you, do you dare to kill me?"

Opening his eyes wide and looking at the gun close at hand, Fallon was bitten by a poisonous snake again. The fear spread from his heart again. He was discouraged and began to fear death.

He didn't even have the courage to reach out, he, he didn't dare...

Once he reaches out, this man will send him to hell and torture him endlessly...

The tall man stood beside the bed, blocking half of the sun and casting a shadow over Fallon's head.