Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"Uncle Zhang, will you untie the rope that binds my hand? I can't even press the number like this. "

"What a trouble!"

Solved the trouble on his hand, wind small bad with a mobile phone, began to think about the phone number, who to call? Mom should be sleeping now, right? boss? No, the boss is still on the plane, and aunt Xia is not in Hong Kong. After thinking about it, the only one who can ask for help is that man

Think about the random phone call. Feng xiaobad once used it on Feng Tingting, and it was very successful in the end. I just don't know if it will be successful this time.

Although it's not easy to try. But he didn't want to be kidnapped that much. Ah

Recall the number, waste a great effort, just remember the phone number, the phone call.

Without waiting for the person on the other end of the phone to speak, Feng xiaobad cried anxiously: "Daddy, daddy, come and save me quickly. Xiaobad is going to die."

"Little bad?" The other side doubts of shout a way.

"Yes, I'm a little bad. I've been kidnapped. Come and help me. Otherwise, Xiao bad will go to see his grandfather Wind small bad poor call for help, request support.

At this point, Zhang Cheng snatched the mobile phone and yelled, "I tell you, it's better to come to me within an hour, or your son will be chopped into eight pieces to feed the dog!"

"Who are you?" The other side cold sink way.

"Who am I? Hum, didn't you know that you just hit me yesterday? Do you think Zhang Cheng is such a bully? "

"Zhang Cheng?" The other side's voice didn't rise and fall at all. It was very low, with a kind of cool air.

"I'll send you the address soon. If you don't come, your son will die!" After that, Zhang Cheng hung up and left his cell phone to a servant in the back: "send the address here to that number!"

"Yes."

Feng xiaobad sat on the carpet: "Uncle Zhang, did my father say he would come?"

"If he doesn't come, you'll have to feed the dog."

"I don't have any meat. I'll stuff my teeth if I feed my dog." He said, swallowing his saliva, he is not five years old. He has not played enough in the world. He is natural and unrestrained. If he says to hang up, he will be sad.

The atmosphere in the living room became very tense.

On the other side of the bustling city, it is a very simple villa. Nangong Jue holds a mobile phone in his hand and looks at the text message.

"What's the matter? "Absolutely?" AI Na came over with a cup of coffee, put it on the table and pushed it to Nangong Jue.

This is a very beautiful woman with long hair, a devil's figure and a more beautiful face than a star. She is full of femininity.

And her femininity is different from nianshuier's charming feeling.

It's the one with real temperament, with the breath of some celebrities.

I still remember that once, Feng Qianxi and Bai Hu had a dispute. Bai Hu wanted to find the person who killed them. Qian Xi called Nangong Jue directly. That time, a woman answered. Later, the wind shallow Xi also led the white tiger to look for, looking for Nangong Jue, also played a face-to-face with this woman. That woman is her. Her name is ina!

The relationship between AI Na and Nangong Jue, according to Mu Qianchen, is the relationship between lovers!

In terms of Nangong Jue's constant change of women around her, ina is definitely in a very important position, because she can stay with Nangong Jue for three years and keep an extraordinary relationship with him.

"Bring me my clothes." Nangong Jue stood up.

"What's the matter? Jue, are you going to leave just now? " Aina asked suspiciously.

"Yes."

Ina frowned. Whose phone is so powerful? How can you let Jue go right away? This kind of situation, she seldom met!

"Oh, all right." Also did not say anything more, AI Na had to go to take the clothes to come over, pass to South Temple absolute.

He put on his coat and went out.

Looking at the back of Nangong Jue's leaving, ina's eyes are full of doubts. Whose call can make Jue leave in such a hurry?

Still frowning? It seems to be a very important thing?

What about the company?

Or women?

Will it be the one who came last time?

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The picture cuts back to the Zhangjia villa. Zhang Cheng is impatient after waiting for a while. He smokes one cigarette after another. After a while, he smokes an ashtray slowly.

"It's nearly 40 minutes. If your father doesn't want to come again..." Zhang Cheng stares at the wind that is knocking melon seeds on the sofa beside him.

Little bad almost swallowed the melon seed shell: "Uncle Zhang, I'm very timid, don't scare me."

"You're so timid that you can knock melon seeds?"

"I'm nervous. I want to eat when I'm nervous." The wind small bad side knock melon seeds, side said, also showed a very serious sample, this melon seeds really delicious, must be fried now!

At this moment, a servant came in in a hurry: "Mr. Zhang, the man is coming!"

"Yes? Who's here? Hum! Bring him in for me. "

"The people who came, yes, yes." The servant stammered.

"What nonsense, bring it in quickly!" Zhang Cheng can't wait. He gets excited at the thought of avenging yesterday's blood feud.

The servant had to step back for a while. When people came in, Zhang Cheng had already stood up, looking like a little boss, just like a local ruffian.

"Hello, Mr. Zhang." Nangong Jue came in with a gentleman's smile.

Zhang Chenggang still had some obscene smile. At this moment, he was stiff on his face. Looking at Nangong Jue, he didn't respond for a long time: "you... You are..."

"Why, Mr. Zhang doesn't remember me?"

"Isn't that the president of Nangong? You, why did you come here all of a sudden? " Zhang Cheng suddenly became bowed and nodded.

Nangong group is one of the top three enterprises in China. It has deserted his company for several blocks. He only met Nangong Jue at the banquet. He didn't expect that such a noble person would suddenly come to his home.

Feng xiaobad sits on the sofa and looks up at nangongjue. Eh? Does uncle Shuai seem to know Uncle Zhang? Is it better for him not to talk?

So he lowered his head and knocked his own melon seeds up.

Nangong Jue also glanced at the side of the wind small bad, Mou Guang fell on Zhang Cheng again: "ha ha, Zhang Zong, is not you on the phone, let me come over?"