Chapter Eighty-Seven: Painting Style

"I tell you, I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong, that slut deserves to die, you quickly let me go, otherwise I will kill you all too, I'm not wrong, I'm not wrong......"

Looking at the crazy look in the eyes of the woman in the prison, the police outside were a little frightened.

The police hadn't felt anything just now, but at this time, they found that the woman seemed to have a nervous problem.

"This woman seems to have a bit of a brain problem."

One of the policemen frowned slightly, "If there is a problem with the brain, this matter will not be easy to deal with." ”

Normal people can be punished, but if there is a nerve problem, this matter is not easy to deal with in the law, and it may be more beneficial to the woman's side.

"Director, someone is looking for you."

Hearing this, Director Yan slowly raised his eyes and said, "Let him in." ”

"Stompe."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Director Yan raised his head again, and when he saw who the other party was, his eyes were suddenly startled, "Xiao Hei!" ”

The man in front of him was dressed in black as always, his eyes were plain, and his lips were pursed into a line.

"Long time no see." Xiao Hei looked at the person in a police uniform in front of him and bowed slightly.

"Xiao Heiβ€”" Director Yan suddenly stood up from his chair and strode in front of Xiao Hei.

"It's been a long time!"

After three minutes, Director Yan suddenly said with some sighs.

"It's been a long time since that man left."

Xiao Hei, the person in Director Yan's mouth, naturally knew in his heart, he just said in a deep voice: "I am following the little master now, if it weren't for the little master, I wouldn't continue to stay in this Kyoto." ”

Director Yan was obviously stunned, and then he realized that the little master that Xiao Hei said should be that person's child!

Speaking of which, when he was working on a case, he seemed to glance at the child behind the man.

It looks like a seven-year-old child is wearing a blue cotton jacket, a white scarf nesting the white and tender little face, the white is very cute, the obsidian-like pupils are clear and clean, and the whole person quietly grabs the corner of the man's clothes next to him, looking full of aura, a particularly beautiful boy.

Director Yan just didn't care much about it at the time, not only because the child was so beautiful, but also because the dark eyes at that time had always made Yan Ci remember it vividly.

"So it's been so long!" Thinking about it, Yan Ci said with feelings.

"By the way, Xiao Hei, you should have something to do with coming to me today!" Xiao Hei's character is strict and knows that he will always look for others when there is something.

Sure enough, I saw Xiao Hei nodding slightly and said, "The woman you arrested in the bureau doesn't look like she has a nervous problem." ”

"You mean" Yan Ci raised his eyebrows slightly: "The woman who was arrested the day before yesterday." ”

"If it was her, the people under me just now reported to me that there was something wrong with her brain."

"Because of the incident the day before yesterday, it was the first time I saw my little master look so angry." As he spoke, he saw Xiao Hei's dark eyes looking at him.

Ban Yu,

Yan Ci's eyes darkened, his lips pursed slightly, and then he spoke: "I will take care of this matter!" ”

Xiao Hei nodded slightly, "I'll go first." ”

Looking at the back of Xiao Hei leaving, Yan Ci's smile just now had already disappeared without a trace, his eyes were slightly dark, as if he was thinking about something?

Apartment.

Looking at the empty apartment, the prince looked at the door and sighed, his slender and white hands held the white and tender cheeks, and the whole person showed a soft and cute feeling.

Mo Yu has to leave the apartment for a few days because of filming.

When Mo Yu was there, a certain prince didn't have to eat noodles, but as soon as the other party left, the prince felt that he needed to batch a box of noodles to go home.

"Hey! Xiao Hei, help me batch a box of noodles and go home. ”

Little Black on the other side: "......"

Xiao Hei's heart is complicated at this time, why has the style of painting become more and more strange since the prince and that star met, and his appetite has become strange, no matter how delicious the noodles are, won't he get tired of eating?

Wan Zexi had already considered Xiao Hei's idea, she chose to change the taste first, anyway, there are so many flavor combinations, she will eat it again and again.

Xiao Hei's ability is very efficient, and in a while, he can deliver a box of noodles to the apartment.

Before leaving, Xiao Hei's eyes were still complicated, and there was a feeling that the prince who had an indifferent and ruthless painting style ran there, and he couldn't imagine the painting style of eating noodles.

Ten thousand houses.

"Crackling ......"

The sound of everything being smashed and shattered can be heard downstairs.

The maids below couldn't help but whisper: "The young master has also started to lose his temper, tell me how many days have you been?" ”

"At least for a week, I've been throwing things in the house, but it's all good, at first he scolded and yelled, and from time to time he lost his temper with us."

"That's it, just by virtue of this, Prince Wan is much better than he doesn't know."

The sound of "...... to the other" stopped abruptly.

"What's the matter, why don't you keep talking."

"As servants of the Wanjia family, you are just chatting?" The voice came from behind, which made the two maids suddenly frightened.

Turning around, Zhang Bangkok's ugly face came into their eyes.

"I'm sorry ma'am!" The two of them bowed their heads to Zhang Bangkok and confessed their mistakes.

"I see that you are all very broken-mouthed, with your identity, you dare to say bad things about the young master behind your back, I think you don't want to stay in Wanjia anymore." Zhang Bangkok reprimanded.

Hearing this, the two of them were immediately frightened, and pleaded with a face: "Madam, we don't dare, we promise not to talk nonsense again, you can spare us this time!" ”

They were all maids selected by Wanjia that year, and a few of them worked here every month, and they would definitely not be able to find such a good job if they lost it.

Zhang Bangkok listened to the noise coming from upstairs, and in addition to feeling distressed, he was angry and angry, and even looked at the two people in front of him who were cowering and begging.

How could these two men talk about her son of Bangkok?

"Pack up your things and leave Wanjia, don't let me see you."

"Madame!"

"Madame!"

"We're not leaving, at least we've been here for a few years, so we'll go." One of the women couldn't help but shout.

"You're still reasonable, aren't you?" Zhang Bangkok frowned in disgust, only to see her shouting outside the door: "Come on, drag these two people out and throw them away." ”

I saw two strong men walk in, and they respectfully came to the two people with frightened faces, and set up the two men and walked towards the door.

"Ahh

"Madame! Chapter Bangkok! One of the women couldn't help but exclaim, "Your son is just a cripple, I really think that after staying here for a long time, he can really replace the real heir with a disability." The shrill voice was full of ridicule and sarcasm.