Uncle Fu Sichen

Huo Qiyue shrugged innocently, "This is what Steward Yang said himself, I didn't force you." ”

Steward Yang was a little annoyed, and more embarrassed.

He was actually teased by a girl!

"Even if you know, it's too late, you are in our hands now, so you should ask for more blessings!"

Huo Qiyue suddenly wondered why Steward Yang was so confident. "Aren't you worried that my uncle will come to my rescue?"

Steward Yang sneered: "We naturally have a way to make him unable to come......"

Huo Qiyue suddenly looked at him with some sympathy, "Is it......"

Steward Yang looked at the sympathy in her eyes, and suddenly felt a little weird.

Before he could come up with a reason, he heard Huo Qiyue continue: "It seems that your people are all a bunch of straw bales. ”

"What?" Steward Yang asked subconsciously.

In the next second, the car suddenly stopped.

The driver next to him shouted in horror, "Steward Yang... We... We are surrounded!"

"!!" Steward Yang turned his head in an instant, looking at the few cars blocking their road in disbelief.

After their car was forced to stop, the cars in front of them quickly walked down a group of burly men. And in the middle, surrounded by several big men, is a man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses.

He stood in the middle, standing out in the middle.

Gentle and elegant, but behind the glasses, there is a touch of ruthlessness that cannot be dissolved.

When Steward Yang saw the man, his eyes were even more wide.

Huo Qiyue on the side watched the changes in Steward Yang. Although he forcibly calmed himself down, fine sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

So the guy in front... It is very likely that it is her uncle Fu Sichen.

His backstage boss appeared, and Huo Qiyue became even more hardened.

She didn't think it was chaotic enough and continued to fan the flames.

"Steward Yang, weren't you quite angry just now, why are you like a wilted dog now?"

Steward Yang was in no mood to deal with Huo Qiyue's taunts now, he glared at the group of people who had already walked towards them in front of him, and suddenly reacted, "Go!

The driver shuddered, "But it's ......"

Steward Yang couldn't care about anything anymore, he suddenly pushed the driver aside and took control of the steering wheel himself.

Huo Qiyue watched Steward Yang's movements, her eyes narrowing slightly.

She leaned over and twisted one of Steward Yang's hands on the steering wheel with some of the fighting skills she had stored in her previous life.

"Ahh

'Bang!!'

Steward Yang didn't expect Huo Qiyue to cause trouble for him at this time, and he hated her even more.

After Huo Qiyue finished this action, she fell back to her seat a little out of breath.

Although this body is much better than it was at the beginning, it still doesn't have much strength.

The car lost control of the steering wheel and crashed into the fence next to it.

Steward Yang panicked and wanted to start the car again, but it was too late.

The car door was rudely opened by a few strong men.

"You... You guys," Steward Yang looked at the fierce men gathered around his car door in horror.

At this time, the door on Huo Qiyue's side was opened.

Fu Sichen appeared in front of her.

Huo Qiyue blinked, and then shouted, "Uncle?"

The girl's eyes were a little dazed, with a hint of uncertainty and happiness for the rest of her life. All of a sudden, Fu Sichen's eyes softened.

"It's uncle. ”