Prosperity and luxury: Madam is crazy

Chapter 270
Juechen ignored the news, but opened the WeChat version [13 Billion Girls' Dream].

【Wish Guotai MinAn】: My family, I'm coming back

After a moment:
[Ono]: Who is this?

[Ayun]: I don’t know

[Ono]: I kicked @[wide-leg pants]

After three seconds:
You were removed from the group chat by "wide-leg pants"

Juechen stared at the phone and dried up the silence.

ten days later—

The colorful colorful pools are shining in the sun, orange and red are bright, red is yellow, green is blue, blue is orange, gem-like, clear and wonderful.

The old tree roots recumbent under the water surface are clearly visible, and the roots meander all the way to the outside of the pool, and stand upright to form a towering giant tree.

Feng Yishu clenched her hand, she wanted to pull it out, but she still couldn't help herself, "Then let Zhong Li buy it?"

The inside is tense and the atmosphere is not very good.

"Pa—" The plate in his hand fell to the ground and shattered, and the oil from the food splashed all over the people around him.

The business is also at the mercy of others, and now it is moved to the table, let others scold, sit there, silent...

"I thought about it," Juechen said, "The courtyard allows me to go every year, and I'm a bit ignorant to refuse every year. This year, let's go once."

"Head up—"

Tsk tsk, is it that the second son is really not good, or is Fu Huan on some kind of mountain?
This time, Wei Bing had already washed up and changed into clothes for going out after eating.

Oh, move, there is a hint of sarcasm in these words, once my father fails, all the villains who have followed suit in the past will all come to see his jokes.

Hypocrisy, hypocrisy, the more powerful a person is, the more hypocritical they are.

The electric turntable on the dining table was rotating autonomously. She put the dishes on the table one by one. Zhou Zheng, who was opposite, had been watching her from the moment she entered the door.

The guest pointed at her nose angrily, outputting something unpleasant, but she stared straight ahead, with a pale face and a buzzing mind, and didn't listen to a word.

Zhou Zheng looked at the person across from him, "What's hard to find? If you can't find an actor, how can my crew turn on the machine?"

"Melbourne."

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The man stood up screaming and shouted angrily: "What! Can't do it, don't do it! Can't even hold a plate?!..."

She slapped him on the back suddenly, and shouted, "Oops——" Mu Yeqin was shocked like an electric shock, and the plate in his hand fell into the pool.

Zhou Zheng's voice covered all the voices, everyone around them closed their mouths and turned to look at him. Seeing him staring at the waitress, they couldn't help but look at the waitress.

The bodyguard drove Juechen to the Capital International Airport. He left as soon as he said, packed his luggage during the day and arrived at the airport at night.

The second son of the Fu family, the possible future successor of the next patriarch, but he can't even take care of his own business?

"Boss Zhou, I heard that your father is going to move recently?"

Mu Yeqin was washing dishes in the kitchen, when Wei Bing walked in quietly, intending to scare him, Mu Yeqin felt someone behind him, and pursed his lips.

His injury was on his leg, and his stomach and intestines were not affected, so he could simply eat something.

The person next to him smacked his lips and made complaints about the food, and the food arrived soon. The waiter pushed the cart and walked in, lowering his head and lowering his eyebrows, "Sorry, I kept you waiting..."

"Mr. Feng has had an operation, I'm going to the hospital to see him, how about you, are you going?"

"I will go once this year." After saying this, Juechen left.

The streets of the city are criss-crossed. At night, the neon light illuminates the entire street. Overlooking from the sky, it looks like a golden dragon, with twists and turns, dazzling.

Mu Yeqin nodded, "I'm only responsible for accompanying you."

The waiter took out two pieces of paper and hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'll wipe it for you..."

Seeing that he didn't speak, everyone looked at each other, "Boss Zhou, it's hard to find an actor who is full of vicissitudes and sophistication."

"Are you hungry?" In the ward, Feng Yishu leaned slightly, looking at the person on the bed.

Wei Bing laughed, mouth shut, Mu Yeqin's eyes flicked on her face, this was the first time he saw her smiling so happily.

The eyebrows are curved, and there is a trace of playfulness on the end of the eyes, which outlines a trace of affection. The three of them are not as distinct as they were at first.

Following the old man's accusation on the stage, Fu Chenru who was below nervously glanced to the left, with watery eyes, and silently shouted with red lips: "A Yun..."

The courtyard is just connected to the gate, and when one walks in through the small gate, the world suddenly becomes vast, and it is a palace.

All major families and forces have gathered here.

The second son of the dignified Fu family, no one in the circle of strength knows what kind of strength he can't even take care of a small business?
Hmph, isn't there a ghost interfering with it?
But then again, this second son is quite weak this time, even an empty-handed old man can't stop him from making a comeback and slapping his face, and his family's position is going from bad to worse.

It was dark that night, but it wasn't dark in the car. She remembered what the beasts that oppressed her looked like, and she would never forget it until she died.

Her Ah Yun ignored her.

In other words, he didn't go to the hospital to see him.

Feng Yishu looked back, the man on the hospital bed had downcast eyelids, like the eyes of a puppy when he was wronged, his face was haggard, and he was like a rag doll, the kind that could be picked up and thrown out with one hand.

Zhou Zheng was swirling the red wine in his glass, smiling disapprovingly.

What do you eat and drink? !
Everyone looked at the old man's fierce words, gnashing of teeth, and at the same time, the attitude of the elders, the way he hated the younger generation...

She backed up with an "ah" and almost fell to the ground.

Feng Yinan nodded contentedly.

Feng Yinan nodded, Feng Yishu turned around and left, he grabbed her wrist, "Yishu, don't leave me."

In the first row, the distance between Fu Shiyun and the old man was so tense that there was a river of knives flowing through it. However, the old man was not in the seat, and Fu Chenru was there.

This palace is huge, but it is no less than Buckingham Palace, and its domineering degree is even far superior.

"What?" Vice President Petrochemical.

Juechen raised his eyes to look at him, the vice president blinked, touched his face, why, why did he suddenly look at him like this...

"Tsk, why are the dishes served so slowly..."

The green crown can be tens of meters across, almost covering the entire yard.

On Fu Shiyun's left are the two brothers of the Mu family, Li Mo, Feng Yishu...

A large piece of oil spilled on the trousers, the position was a little awkward, the waiter still held the paper towel and went up without hesitation, but was pushed away by the man, "Get out!"

The waiter was still dazed at first, but later realized that he was talking about himself, and hurriedly raised his head.

The old man accused Fu Shiyun of his faults on the stage, first tens of millions, then hundreds of millions...

Oh, as usual, the production crew did not delay the start-up. It seems that the boss does not intend to stop this week.

Before boarding the plane, I called Mu Yeqin, and when he said something, Mu Yeqin said "Oh", and finally, Juechen said, "I may not be able to make it in time for the Chinese New Year."

Mu Yeqin: "Okay, then I won't leave you a meal."

Juechen smiled, "When I come back, you can make it for me."

"roll."

(End of this chapter)