War God's Revenge

Zhou Yangyue became more and more excited, and his face became ferocious.

"At that time, not to mention the little bitch Zhao Yingqiu, even the old guy Zhao Haizhu, will have to be under our control."

"That's good!"

Zhou Mei nodded with satisfaction: "it's best to keep a low profile these two days. Don't go wrong! Anyway, kill the one named Ye Tian first, otherwise I can't swallow it!"

For this, Zhou Yang agreed with both hands!

"Yes, I think so too. Aren't you going to find boss Zheng? It's not his word to solve a little beast?"

"What do you say?" Zhou Meibai glanced at him: "hurry back to the company and don't let the old guy find out!"

Then he took a taxi and left.

Zhou Yang smiled, settled his account and put on the new Audi on the roadside.

Zhao Yingqiu worked all afternoon at Zhao's villa and cooked a big table of dishes.

I haven't cooked for a long time. I don't know if it's right or not.

Zhao Yingqiu carefully put the fish pond on the table with a red face.

"OK, Yingqiu, why do you think of cooking today?"

Zhao Haizhu walked into the restaurant and was surprised to see a table full of dishes.

My daughter hasn't cooked at home since high school.

"My hands itch, can't I?"

Seeing the way she wanted to cover up, Zhao Haizhu smiled and looked at the upstairs, as if thinking.

"Yes! You can do whatever you want!"

Then he took out his cell phone and walked out.

"Dad, who are you going to call? If that woman, save it!"

Zhao Yingqiu is very sensitive. She doesn't want that hateful woman to eat the dishes she cooked with difficulty.

Seeing his daughter's fierce appearance, Zhao Haizhu smiled bitterly.

"Let me ask where Yingzhong is. Is that all right?"

Zhao Yingqiu snorted and didn't speak.

The mother and son, every good thing.

"Eh, it's strange. Why is the number in Yingzhong always turned off? I haven't seen him for several days."

No one answered the phone all the time, and Zhao Haizhu frowned.

"Cut, you must have made trouble. Don't you dare to answer it on purpose?" Zhao Yingqiu murmured as she placed the dishes and chopsticks.

Zhao Haizhu smiled bitterly and shook his head: "OK, he is your brother after all. Don't say a word! You'd better hurry and ask your brother Ye Tian to go downstairs for dinner!"

Zhao Haizhu's funny words made Zhao Yingqiu blush.

"Dad, what are you talking about? I'm too lazy to tell you!"

Then he turned and left, his face red to the root of his ears.