President Daddy is super strong

In an instant, Muqiqi is not good.

Cousin?

Isn't that easier to meet than a friend?

Small heart is mad. Muqiqi stirs his fingers and starts to figure out how to tell him about that day.

"That..." she opened her mouth, embarrassed.

"What?" The bright eyes stared at her, and the little red face wanted to be bitten.

"That's when I went to work that day, I grabbed your cousin's parking space, and then I accidentally bumped into his girlfriend..."

"and then There was no disturbance on her strong face, as if the person she said had nothing to do with him.

Isn't that man his cousin?

This makes Muqiqi a little confused.

"Then... He seems to be angry. I mean, if I don't get a chance, I'll apologize to him again?" It was really her fault that day. She should have made a good apology to others.

"No!"

Muqiqi's voice just dropped, the man's eyebrows slightly raised, cold interrupted.

"But... In front of this kind of right and wrong, it's quite true to be stubborn.

"There's nothing good but drive home!"

He still has a pain in his neck now, so he has no time to discuss with her about the problem of lack of nutrition.

Muqi left his mouth angrily and looked at the man's ugly face. It was not easy to ask for trouble. He closed his mouth obediently.

Fasten her seat belt, she started the car and drove steadily on the road.

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the car is half running, Mu Qiqi notices a black car following them all the way, and can't help looking back.

The man leaning on the copilot's closed eyes felt the movement on her side and slowly opened his eyes, "what's the matter?"

"It's like someone's following us again." Muqiqi also dare not say very certain, in case it is not caused to him to make trouble.

Deep eyes through the rearview mirror to follow the car behind, see some familiar license plate number, face suddenly cold a few minutes.

He took his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed the number.

After receiving the phone call from Mo yanjue, Yang Yilin chuckled, "just ten minutes after the separation, sir, you miss me again?"

"Let your people get out of here. Don't wait for me to send him to the ditch."

Yang Yilin's sharp and fierce quiver made his mouth stiff.

"What's Sir Alex joking about?" br >

when he said this, he was scolding his group of junkies in his heart. They could be found in tracking. What else could they do?

"Since I think I'm joking, I'll wait for your body to be collected!"

This word, squeeze out from the cleft of the teeth, Yin test.

Mu Qiqi, who was scared to drive seriously, could not help shivering.

Body collection?

He's still in the dark?

"No, sir..." before Yang Yilin said anything, the phone was hung up.

"Shit!" Yang Yilin, who is very angry, can't help being rude and almost fell off his new mobile phone.

Then a stomach gas dialed his people's phone, grumpy: "a waste, don't follow, have been found."

The other party er a voice, and then there is no sound.

Yang Yilin is more angry. What a bunch of rubbish!

Hang up the phone, angrily sit in Song Qingyun's chair, waiting for song Qingyun to bring him medicine.

The door opened and song Qingyun, dressed in a white gown, walked in slowly.

Yang Yilin got up from his chair and said excitedly, "foreign goods?" Say, reach out to grab.

Song Qingyun skilfully dodged, and then said: "it's better to eat less, and you should also control some..."