17 Warranties
Zhan He regretted his decision at night, he regretted it from the moment he stepped into the private room with Rong Huo, his niece can sneak to many places, why do you want to go to that kind of place?
"Uncle," Rong Huo saw that he was really angry, and carefully rubbed next to him, "IāI didn't drink the wine he poured for me." "She's just holding it in her hand.
"You dare to say that you shouldn't touch it, in case he smears the medicine on the cup, you won't have a place to cry when the time comes. ā
Wow, Rong Huo exclaimed, are modern people so good at playing?
"But my uncle isn't here, if you're there, what am I afraid of?"
"You ......" Zhan He wanted to educate her about this kind of psychology, but she couldn't admit it, and her anger was melted by her simple words, and there was even a little pride.
He looked sideways at his niece, who raised the corners of her mouth and smiled at him, and he immediately straightened his face: "What are you laughing at, this is a very serious matter, be serious." ā
Rong Huo put away his smiling face and sat upright.
"Write me an eight-hundred-word letter of guarantee, and give it to me tomorrow before dinner, do you hear it. ā
Rong Huo: "...... Oh. ā
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In the evening of the next day, Zhan He was doing some business in the study.
Rong Huo poked his head in.
"What are you doing standing there, come in. ā
Rong Huo grabbed a piece of paper in his hand, just like seeing the teaching director, lowered his head, scratched his neck, rubbed it in front of Zhan He, and put the folded paper on the table: "That, uncle......"
"Huh?" Zhan He put down the document in his hand and reached for the paper.
"Today's fruit is so sweet, I'll peel one for you. Rong Huo turned around and was about to leave.
"Stop!"
Zhan He spread out the piece of paper and looked at Rong Huo, trembling with anger: "This is your guarantee, huh?"
"Ahem," Rong Huo scratched his neck again, turning half of his body to the side, "Is there a problem?"
"Come, read it to me. ā
Rong Huo reluctantly took the piece of paper.
"Hurry up, read. ā
āā¦ā¦ I, Rong Huo, swears that I will never eat or drink anything from strangers again, and I am extremely sorry for my actions last night, and hereby promise that I will never do it again in the future, and repent eight hundred times, omitting ...... Eight hundred words...... "The last four words, her voice was as small as a mosquito.
"I asked you to write eight hundred words, and that's how you wrote it?"
"Isn't that, eight hundred words?" she counted eight hundred points.
"Don't you eat dinner. ā
Rong Huo is not good-natured, she feels that she can't be blamed for what happened last night, and she admits her mistakes and still doesn't give up, obviously he himself is the same as the previous life, with a perverted possessiveness!
Eight hundred words, she doesn't know how to write pen, okay!
At that moment, the temper also came up: "If you don't eat, you won't eat, hum." ā
Rong Huo turned his head and left, Zhan He glared angrily, thinking if he was too indulgent to her, and let her go the wrong way in the future, how to explain to her sister?
He wanted to teach her a lesson, but when it got dark, the dinner that had been scheduled for a long time was delivered, but the Ronghuo in the hiding room had not moved, Zhan He was worried again, what if she was afraid that she would be hungry, she had not recovered the losses from the car accident, and she was still hungry, how could her body hold on?
When he got to eight o'clock, he couldn't help but knock on the door of her room in person: "Huo'er, cough, it's time to eat, since you all know it's wrong, forget about this matter, come out and eat." ā
There was no sound inside, Zhan He listened next to the door, but didn't hear a sound.