Nan Qiao grinded his teeth, this bastard did it on purpose.

knew that Jiang Chen's arrangement of a makeup artist would expose her true identity, and let Jiang Chen arrange it like this.

"Now call Jiang Chen and tell him that he doesn't need to arrange a makeup artist, we will find it ourselves."

"Are you begging someone to do something?" King asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You're looking for trouble, aren't you?" Nan Qiao asked annoyedly.

If it weren't for their current status, it would be inconvenient for them to arrange people by themselves, and they would need him to solve it.

King still looked like he didn't care about himself, and reminded nonchalantly.

"If you ask for someone, you have the attitude of asking for people, and it is difficult for me to help you with such an attitude."

Huo Yunxiang didn't make a sound, picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and handed it to Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao was stunned for two seconds, then took it and asked with a smile at King.

"Is this attitude enough?"

King looked at her, and then at the murder weapon in her hand, and the picture of the beating two days ago was still fresh in his memory.

So, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed Jiang Chen.

"Dr. Joe doesn't want the makeup artist you arranged, I'll find them again."

When Jiang Chen heard this, he was still not at ease.

"Either you let her see her first, and if she is not satisfied, I will arrange a few more and let her pick it herself."

"Forget it, your family has been busy for the past two days, I'll let the makeup artist arrange it." King said.

When Jiang Chen heard him say this, he didn't bother to insist anymore.

"Okay, then you can do it."

In the past two days, the family has been busy preparing for the old man's birthday banquet, and he really doesn't have time to talk about the makeup artist.

King hung up the phone, looked at the murderous two people in front of him, and said with some cowardice.

"It's done, I'm satisfied."

Nan Qiao put down the murder weapon in his hand, turned his head to look at Huo Yunxiang and looked gentle and understanding.

"Husband, I want to eat fruit salad."

king：“……”

He regretted that he shouldn't have let them live here, feeling that sooner or later he would either be beaten to death or be by them.

Mark looked gloating and laughed, "You said you, tell you well, you can't listen, you have to force someone to do it with you?" ”

King: "You'd better shut up, or you'll ......"

"Otherwise, steal my money again as mental damage expenses, don't you, you steal it." Mark provocatively.

King stared at him for a few seconds, then reopened his notebook, and frowned after a crackle.

Then, strangely, he looked at the person sitting opposite.

"Hey, I've learned to hide money."

"I can't steal it." Mark smirked.

So, now he is not afraid of stimulating him anymore, anyway, he can't do anything about him.

King smiled contemptuously, "Isn't it just to hand over the money to the surnamed Huo for safekeeping, I don't believe you can leave him there for the rest of your life." ”

"Look at your undersmoked look." Mark sneered at him, turned his head and shouted in the direction of the kitchen, "Dr. Joe, someone is saying bad things about your husband, it's ugly. ”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Nan Qiao come out with a kitchen knife.

King was shocked, closed his notebook and said.

"I didn't say it!"

"What did you say?" Nan Qiao asked.

"I didn't say anything." King said angrily.

Huo Yuntai also came out of the kitchen, but he never interjected, just smiled lightly and looked at his wife who was looking for someone to settle the account with a knife.

King glanced at a few people hatefully, grabbed his computer and went upstairs.

"I can't afford to mess with me, can't I hide?"

"Bye-bye." Mark waved his hand and watched him go upstairs.

In the past, he couldn't fight him, but now he is not afraid of him.