The Formidable Son-in-law

Lying on the soft bed of the hotel, Qin Chuan slowly closed his tired eyes. There are too many things happening today. Since he can't divorce Lu Xueqing, the plan behind will be changed

The next morning.

"Breakfast, sir."

The door was suddenly knocked, and a woman's flattering voice came.

"Come in." Qin Chuan tied the last button of his suit and looked at the female lobby manager who pushed the door in.

"Sir, this is jujube black chicken soup. I ordered the chef to prepare it for you."

The woman manager wore a small suit and entered the door. Her eyes, which exaggerated the eye shadow, did not live on Qinchuan.

Eyes flow, as if to eat Qinchuan.

"This is Mr. Wang's guest. If I catch up with him, I'll be a phoenix in the future."

The female manager thinks so, the foot high heel shoes slightly a twist, ah a, toward Qin Chuan pounced in the past.

"Be careful!" Qin Chuan's face changed, and he held out his hand in a hurry.

"Well, last night I said no service. I can't control it this morning."

The female manager looked at Qin Chuan's hand about to reach her waist, and felt proud.

"You are good or bad..." the female manager whined.

"Be careful, this black chicken soup is for my wife."

Qin Chuan shakes his head and takes the black chicken soup from the female manager. With the other hand, Qin Chuan throws the female manager who is already in heat on the bed.

"Ah, sir, please don't do that. I, I'm not ready yet. You, you must be responsible to me..."

The female manager lay on the bed with her eyes closed and her hair in disorder. After waiting for a long time, she didn't feel that someone was doing something to her. She opened her eyes slightly and saw two middle-aged men in security uniform standing beside the bed with their faces rippling.

"Ah ~"

The shrill scream suddenly rang out.

On the first floor of the hotel, Qinchuan is checking out. When Leng Buding hears the shriek, his black chicken soup almost doesn't fall to the ground.

"Sir, our manager just went to your room. Is there anything wrong with her?" The waiter behind the bar asked carefully.

"Well... They should be happy now."

Qin Chuan hesitated for a moment, thinking of the two security guards he called over. They should be able to satisfy the female manager

With a shrug, under the puzzled eyes of the waiter, Qin Chuan quickly walked out of the hotel with black chicken soup and walked to the hospital.

Boom

Just as Qinchuan was walking on the street with black chicken soup, a fierce roar came from behind. Before Qinchuan could react, a red Porsche 911 came rushing from behind. When it came to Qinchuan, there was a puddle on the side of the road. All I heard was a crash, and a piece of sewage rushed towards Qinchuan under the rolling of the Porsche wheels.

"Lying trough!"

Qin Chuan screamed and hurried to the side to escape, but after all, his white suit was directly drenched by the sewage, with an indescribable smell all over his body.

"Can you drive?"

Qin Chuan yelled at the rear light of the car, but the car didn't mean to stop at all. The rear light went on a few times, stretched out a middle finger from the window, and quickly disappeared into Qin Chuan's sight.

"Arrogant."

The muscles on Qin Chuan's face trembled. He had already remembered the license plate number of the car in his heart. When he had a chance, he would get revenge.

"My black chicken soup!" Qin Chuan wailed and immediately remembered that he was still carrying something in his hand. Looking down in a hurry, fortunately, there was a plastic bag isolation, and the contents were not drenched by sewage.

"Bah, I'd better not meet you again." Qinchuan spits out the sewage in his mouth. Under the strange eyes of passers-by, he walks quickly towards the hospital.

When I got to the hospital, I saw a large group of people around the door of the hospital. Qin Chuan was puzzled and squeezed in. There was a red Porsche 911 parked in front of the hospital. Then I looked at the number on the license plate. Isn't this the car that splashed all over his body just now!

"It's not a gentleman to hold a grudge!" Qin Chuan murmured a few times. Looking around, he found a section of iron wire on the ground. He didn't even think about it. He picked up the iron wire and stabbed it like a Porsche tire.

"What do you think the boy is doing?"

"I guess it's Qiu Fu, who pricks people's tires."

"It's really bad. If you can't earn money by yourself, you'll be bad to others. If you look at his dirty body, it's not a good thing."

The onlookers were talking, one by one pointing at Qin Chuan and showing disdain, but no one came forward to stop them, all holding their arms and looking at them coldly.

Poop

As Qin Chuan poked the wire in, the tire of the Porsche collapsed at the speed visible to the naked eye. But Qin Chuan didn't stop there. One by one, until he poked all four tires, Qin Chuan's anger dropped a little. He clapped his hands and walked into the hospital with black chicken soup.