chief love marriage

Chapter 912 Fly separately in the face of catastrophe (1)

Seeing that Wen Qiyang was unhappy, Xiao Xixi took out a small pink handkerchief with a cat's head from her pocket, and obediently wiped it on Wen Qiyang's sleeve.

"Uncle, Xixi wipe it for you, it won't be dirty after wiping."

Children are innocent in their minds and speak without restraint.

It fell into Guo Zhengting's ears, but it made his face turn red, a little ugly.

He withdrew his hand, rubbed his clothes twice, smiled awkwardly, and changed the subject: "Mr. Wen, I heard from the lady at the front desk that you have been busy, so I didn't dare to disturb you, no Do you know if you have time now?"

Wen Qiyang held a cat's head handkerchief in his hand, brushed Xiao Xixi's nose, and said casually, "I'm busy, busy with us, Xiao Xixi, changing Barbie's clothes and telling stories, right?"

Xiao Xixi was so amused that she giggled and scratched with her little paws, not to mention how cute she was.

Guo Zhengting twitched the corner of his mouth, he finally understood, this afternoon, Mr. Wen was playing with this little girl?

He was trying to make himself look ugly on purpose!

However, this further proves that the two children Guo Jia offended were the children of Wen Qiyang and Ye Che.

When Guo Zhengting thought of this, he broke out in cold sweat, and his hands and feet began to tremble.

"Didn't Mr. Guo say he wanted something from me?" Wen Qiyang showed his authority before turning to the topic.

Just as Guo Zhengting was about to speak, Wen Qiyang interrupted him again: "Oh, it's already seven o'clock, and I haven't had dinner yet. I heard that Mr. Guo's chef is a top chef invited from China. A full banquet of Man and Han is no problem."

Guo Zhengting is so good at observing words and expressions, he immediately understood what Wen Qiyang meant, and quickly said politely: "If Mr. Wen and Young Master Ye don't dislike it, please come to my house and have some tea. Serious Chinese food on the table?"

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Guo Zhengting thinks that the Chinese are the culture on the wine table, as long as they can eat and drink at the same table, everything will disappear.

Maybe with a table of good food and good wine that I have treasured for more than ten years, Wen Qiyang and Ye Che can get a lot of benefits.

Guo Zhengting's wishful thinking here was brilliant, but when he got home, he found that the living room was in a mess and a mess.

The tea set was thrown to the ground, the antique alarm clock was also smashed, and tea leaves were scattered everywhere.

The servant who is busy on weekdays should have stood at the door to greet him and change his slippers at this moment.

But he has been here for a long time, and he didn't see a single figure.

Guo Zhengting let out a low growl: "Where are people? Where did they all die? Can't you see the chaos at home?"

Guo's mother was in the bedroom calling a friend to complain, when she heard Guo Zhengting's voice, she ran out of the bedroom immediately.

Waving his hands, he threw himself in front of him, beating and beating, obviously looking like a shrew crying.

"Old Guo, you are back. Do you know that those servants have rebelled one by one, and they dare to contradict me and scold me?"

"Old Guo, if I don't ask, you will catch them all tomorrow. I will repair them and let them know that in this place, whoever decides is the one who has the final say!"

As soon as Mother Guo's voice fell, a male voice came from the entrance, the voice was a little lazy, with a slight rise.

(End of this chapter)