After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu looked at each other and smiled. The classic scene was captured by Paparazzi Li. It was so beautiful.

It doesn't matter if it's not beautiful, the background is too awesome.

Gold is brilliant, banknotes are red, and diamonds are shining.

What should have been a tacky set could not be more tacky, but two good-looking people brought the idol drama back on track.

Feng Yin gained a lot from this date.

She was very happy to receive it, and Cheng Yanqiu was even happier to give it away.

Feng Yin was not greedy enough to catch them all, but only tried each machine a few times.

Cheng Yanqiu did not set the machine to be too simple, so he could not catch it every time.

In his words: Success experienced after several failures tastes better.

After catching the baby, Cheng Yanqiu was already exhausted. Feng Yin called off the date and took him back to the community.

As for the real money doll machine, Feng Yin didn't need to worry about it at all, Cheng Yanqiu had already arranged it.

Before leaving, Feng Yin said to Papa Li: "Send all the photos to me, and I will send them to you. You can send the news."

"no problem!"

Paparazzi Li made an OK gesture and followed suit.

Regarding Feng Yin, he summed up an iron rule: don't be mean, be obedient and work hard to make a living.

Feng Yin sent Cheng Yanqiu home and gave him acupuncture and acupressure.

Cheng Yanqiu, who originally wanted to talk to Feng Yin, fell asleep within a few minutes.

Feng Yin covered him with a thin quilt, placed a kiss on his forehead and said, "I'm very happy today, thank you for the date."

She left gently, ready to see Feng Yingying.

The wind roared away, naturally to add insult to injury and beat up the drowned dog.

At a certain detention center, Feng Yin arrived at the appointed time, sat on the other side of the glass window, and stared at the door.

The dark green iron door with a small window was pushed open. Feng Yingying was wearing plain blue clothes and combing the most ordinary ponytail. The moment she saw Feng Yin, her emotions were extremely complicated.

Feng Yingying thought it was Grandma Yun who came to see her. In her heart, she still had the idea that Yun Feng would take action and successfully deal with Feng Yin, so that she could inherit the inheritance.

Feng Yin picked up the phone and waited leisurely, not impatiently.

Although Feng Yingying was unwilling, her strong curiosity drove her to sit down.

Feng Yin showed a winner's smile, but this smile had a hint of mystery.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. My skin is dull and lacks luster."

It was a heart-wrenching truth. Feng Yingying asked without answering, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh - it's nothing serious. I just came to tell you that Yun Feng will be able to come in and accompany you in a few days."

Feng Yingying's pupils tightened.

Failed?

how so!

The last bit of strength supporting Feng Yingying was gradually dissipating.

She doesn't understand why?

With a "touch" sound, Feng Yingying slapped the glass with both hands.

"Who are you? Who are you? It shouldn't be like this! It shouldn't be like this!"

Feng Yin showed a puzzled and mocking expression and stood up as well.

"Feng Yingying, every step you take is your own, and you still have the nerve to accuse others. Your eyes only focus on other people's things, and you don't want to pay any price. Do you think you are a Bodhisattva who descended to earth to make gold?"

"You originally had a good hand, but you made yourself lose everything. I'm here to tell you today, you deserve it!"

One sentence made Feng Yingying's spirit collapse even more.

"No, no, that's not the case. I'm a movie queen! I'm Cui Tianze's wife!"

"Wrong, everything is wrong!"

Feng Yingying's madness was stopped and taken away by the prison guards.

Feng Yin also left, Feng Yingying officially became a thing of the past, and she would not have a chance to come out.

She said she was never a good person.

Feng Yin rubbed his fingers, and something seemed to be blown away in the wind.