Big boss, she became the boss's daughter

Chapter 245 So What Are You Doing?

Hearing the fight, Ming Yu hesitated in seconds.

Not to mention three-on-one, even if Tang Jiaojiao came out alone, he couldn't beat the other party.

"Tang Jiaojiao, don't go too far, I am the only heir of the Ming family!" Ming Yu took out the identity he was most proud of.

Focus: unique! !
This is the most important thing, he is the only seedling of the Ming family, if something happens to him, Tang Jiaojiao won't even think about it!
Tang Jiaojiao sneered at his emphasis, took out his mobile phone, and acted to press the number.

"Do you need me to convey to Grandpa Yin?"

Ming Yu: "..."

He finally knew why Nangong Che said not to do right with Tang Jiaojiao.

This woman looks calm, but every word can directly hit your pain point.

Like now.

It's just too bullying! ! !

"Be smarter in the future, and don't think you are venting your anger on others. Of course, if you dare to come next time, come, I will accompany you to the end at any time."

Tang Jiaojiao turned and left after speaking, his back was particularly neat and handsome.

"Jiaojiao, I'll go with you." Jiang Meina left with her, and Nangong Che was about to catch up, but Ming Yu stopped her.

"Nangong Er, wait a moment."

Nangong Che looked back at him, "Why, want to challenge me one-on-one?"

Ming Yu stretched out his hand to beg, "Give me the lighter."

Nangong Che threw the lighter to him suspiciously, and asked, "Is it because you can't think about self-immolation?"

"Bah!" Ming Yu spat, "If you die, I will live well."

This aroused Nangong Che's curiosity.

"Why do you want a lighter all of a sudden?"

Ming Yu didn't answer, he gathered all the broken hair together, then took out a pack of napkins, took it out, lit it, and covered the broken hair.

Ming Yu clasped his palms together, his face was pious, and he muttered something.

A gust of wind blew past, Nangong Che touched the goose bumps on his arms, feeling panicked.

"Are you trying to curse Tang Jiaojiao?"

The words in Ming Yu's mouth paused, and a look of annoyance appeared on his face, regretting why he didn't think of this.

Nangong Che understood what he meant, and felt a little more at ease.

Fortunately, Ming Yu is not really engaging in feudal superstition.

But in this way, Nangong Che became even more curious.

"So what the hell are you doing?"

"Cremation, didn't you see it?"

"What???" Nangong Che wondered if he had misheard. He pointed at the small burning flames, his expression twisted, "Are you cremating these hairs of yours?"

Ming Yu gave him a "have never seen the world" look in his eyes.

"Am I burying my hair? I am burying my youth! Every hair here represents my youthful memories!!"

Nangong Che: "." The middle school is [-]% like this, it's better to engage in feudal superstition!

Nangong Che felt that if he continued to stay, he would definitely go crazy. He said, "Then you can cremate slowly, and I won't accompany you anymore."

He hurried to chase after Jiang Meina, but his footsteps showed no nostalgia.

Ming Yu ignored him and continued to read the words.

"Youth, youth, you are the gentle spring breeze, the scorching summer sun, the harvested ears of wheat, the crystal clear snowflakes..."

Another gust of wind blew up, the surroundings were silent, and the small fireball became more vigorous.

Ming Yu glanced left and right, perhaps because the sky was getting darker, those blooming roses looked weird and abnormal.

I can hear the whimpering of adults and children in my ears.

A cold air rose from the soles of Ming Yu's feet.

He clenched his hands tightly, stepped on the fire extinguisher in a hurry, and ran away like a running rabbit.

(End of this chapter)