There must be a comparison in everything, among the girls of the Fang family, compared with Fang Ziying's domineering and Fang Zixuan's rebelliousness, Fang Ziqian is better to get along with, especially although Fang Jianlan has not been back for a long time this time, and she has not had much contact with them, but she can easily feel Fang Ziying's arrogance and Fang Zixuan's unapproachability, although Fang Zixuan's temperament is not as unruly as before, but she is more withdrawn and indifferent, in the face of this unpleasant niece, coupled with such a troublesome mother, it is difficult for her to have any good impression of the third brother's family.

The only thing I feel sorry for is the second brother, in addition to her twin brother, among several brothers and sisters, she and Fang Jianxin are the closest, and only his character convinces her the most, but she didn't expect that because of herself and her husband, Fang Jianxin's family and the Fang family were completely cut off.

"It's all our fault." Fang Jianlan leaned on her husband's chest, looking guilty.

Berg touched her head, "It's going to be fine, I didn't expect Joseph to be ...... with the second brother's family"

He looked regretful, but he faintly felt that something was wrong, although he invited him to tonight's banquet, but Yan Yue proposed it first, judging from his lively temperament, maybe it was his deliberate prank.

"Third son, the good scene a few days ago sent my mother, who is almost seventy, to the hospital for rescue, and she is still lying on the hospital bed and can't get up." Facing Yan Yue again, it was difficult for Fang Jiansen to put on a good face towards him.

The slender young man was lying on the snooker table, ignoring his complaints, until the last black ball hit the hole, and the people around him clapped their hands, "The third prince is really good." There is no pressure to clear the table with one shot. ”

Only then did he straighten up and lean against the table with his club in his hand. A few strands of broken hair were put on a smooth and beautiful forehead, and he smiled at Fang Jiansen. Huo Tu is a beautiful son in the turbid world, and only those who have intersected with him know what a perverted and twisted heart he is under the beautiful appearance.

Fang Jiansen stood in front of him, scolding his ancestors for the eighteenth generation in his heart with a black face.

"Xiao Sensen, don't greet my ancestors in your heart," Yan Yue smiled and reached out to pat Fang Jiansen's cheek, "Greeting directly, not only will I not mind, but I will thank you on their behalf." ”

Fang Jiansen glared at him. Gritting his teeth and enduring the evil words that are about to burst out of his mouth, what successful man in his thirties can stand being slapped on the cheek in front of a hairy boy who has just turned twenty?

Soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!

"Third son, please respect yourself! I don't want to do this business. Fang Jiansen said through gritted teeth.

Seeing that he couldn't bear it, Yan Yue smiled more and more happily, waved his hand to his side, and motioned to those irrelevant people around him to retreat, "Xiao Mao, give the things to Mr. Fang." ”

has always maintained a distance of about two meters from Yan Yue, and there is almost no sense of existence. The man who had never been smiling stepped forward and handed Fang Jiansen a file bag.

"All the information is in it, if Xiao Morisen doesn't want to do this business, don't want that batch of goods. Just burn it. Yan Yue made a gesture of invitation, looking very elegant, and of course smiling as bright and flat as ever.

Fang Jiansen looked at the file bag. He didn't reach out to take it, but his breathing became heavy.

This document bag is like a Pandora box. It was full of temptation, but he knew that once the path was opened. If he took the first step, he was afraid that he would always be subject to the pervert in front of him, but if he accepted it, he would have enough confidence to take the Fang clan over in the future, and the temptation of power made his eyes become more and more crazy, and he could no longer think calmly.

The man named "Xiao Mao" still stood motionless in front of him, without any intention of urging him, while Yan Yue poured himself a glass of wine on the side and laughed silently.

If he gets this opportunity, he may be able to avenge today's revenge in the future, Han Xin can still be humiliated by his crotch, a man who has become a big thing should not be confined to the small section in front of him, he doesn't believe that he will have no way to take this little ghost after he has enough resources.

Fang Jiansen gradually calmed down, and when he raised his head again, he was already smiling, and he didn't see the haze of Fang Cai at all, and took the document bag very easily, "Third son, we will be people on the same boat in the future, happy cooperation!" ”

Yan Yue pursed his lips and smiled, raised the champagne glass in his hand to greet him, Fang Jiansen, who was still annoyed, seemed to have changed his face, and he could no longer see the slightest hint of anger and struggle, as if this cooperation was really very pleasant.

"Da Mao, Xiao Mao, you see, people in this world are so cheap, as long as the dates given in the back are sweet enough, they will send their faces up to you to beat, and while being beaten, they shout with a shy face, 'Master, it's cool, ...... harder'" Yan Yue looked at Yan Yue, who was busy leaving as soon as he got the information bag, and said to the two men beside him with a smile, those few "masters" learned to be particularly lewd.

The two of them were obviously used to the way he was never in tune, and they just rolled their eyes silently in their hearts, but they were both smart enough to remain silent.

"Third son, the ship is ready." Someone who had just clapped his hands on the side walked in and said with a hint of flattery.

"Then what are you waiting for, it's too late to make it to the show." Yan Yue took a white silk handkerchief from Xiao Mao's hand on the side, smiling harmlessly, the silk handkerchief brushed over the clean and slender fingers, there was a unique beauty.

"Young master, aren't you going back to class?" The honest Da Mao couldn't help but ask.

"I said Da Mao, don't be so pedantic, life is to be casual to be happy." He smiled and put his hand on Da Mao's shoulder, "The next scene we watch will definitely make your trip worthwhile, as the saying goes, it's better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles, so don't rush back to school." Xiaomao, don't you say? ”

"The young master has always made sense." Xiao Mao still had a straight face, "After watching the next scene, I will naturally go back to school obediently, although there is no problem in passing the exam with the young master's IQ, but some professors still attach great importance to their usual grades." ”

"Tsk, it's really boring," Yan Yue shook his head, "Ah, by the way, I suddenly thought that Miss Fang Wu is very similar to Xiao Mao, Da Mao, do you say it." ”

Da Mao nodded again and again with deep sympathy, grinning, "It's all a poker face." ”

Xiao Mao glared at Da Mao as if warning, and Yan Yue, who was not serious, laughed even more cheerfully, "I said Xiao Mao, do you want me to introduce you two to each other?" When I think about two poker faces together, it makes me feel like a picture......"

"Young master, if you don't leave, you won't be able to catch the boat, why don't we go back to school directly? I think the professor will be pleased. Xiao Mao didn't move his eyebrows for a moment, and said calmly. (To be continued......)