Chapter 113: Let them taste the slap in the face

"I've been waiting for so many days, and I'm not afraid to wait for a few more days." Nan Qiao is calm and calm.

Ji Shen saw that she was not affected, and he was a little relieved.

"Recently, you have been recuperating at home first, and everything will be discussed after the trial."

The news that she signed into Warsaw Culture has been revealed, and there is no guarantee that there will be no next time for such a thing.

Nan Qiao nodded, "It's just that this time I might have to cause you trouble." ”

Warsaw Culture is sure to be criticized for signing her on such a cusp.

"It's okay, put up with it for a few more days, and let them taste the taste of slapping their faces." Ji Shen snorted coldly.

Nan Qiao took a wet towel to wipe the blood on his hands and said casually.

"That Jin Chen, is it difficult for him to be ruined?"

Ji Shen saw the others go out and said in a low voice.

"It's not difficult, as long as you have a coquettish relationship with the third uncle, let alone let him be ruined, it won't be difficult for him to be the king of Hades."

Nan Qiao frowned, "Then forget it." ”

Spoiled or something, Nan Dad will never.

Ji Shen looked at her strangely and teased.

"You're all living together, what's so hard to talk about."

"We don't live together, we're just neighbors." Nan Qiao solemnly affirmed.

"Not living together?" Ji Shen raised his eyebrows.

A few days ago, my grandmother received a report from the housekeeper.

said that she lived with the third uncle, and they also celebrated secretly.

"Send me back to dinner, I'm a little weak now, and I need to replenish my energy urgently." Nan Qiao urged.

Ji Shen took the bag and reached out to help her.

"I'll go back in a while, if the third uncle is looking for trouble with me, you have to help me talk."

"You are a family, do you need me to speak, how old am I?" Nan Qiao vomited.

“……”

Ji Shen was tired, this person seriously misunderstood his status.

Now in front of the third uncle, is it better for no one to have her words?

Nan Qiao, escorted by her, returned to the Binjiang Pearl Apartment.

Going out of the elevator, Ji Shen took a few deep breaths at the door before ringing the doorbell.

As soon as there were two rings, Huo Yunxiang came to open the door

As soon as he opened the door, he couldn't help frowning when he saw Nan Qiao, who was dirty and embarrassed, and his face was slightly pale.

He let the two of them in, his face cold and solemn.

"What's going on?"

Nan Qiao went straight to the restaurant to eat, leaving Ji Shen alone.

"Meng Yan's mother died of illness yesterday, and a group of radical Jin Chen fans came to the company to make trouble, and Nan Qiao was injured a little......"

"Hurt?" Huo Yunxiang turned his head abruptly and looked at the people eating in the restaurant.

Nan Qiao took a bite of the spring roll and said.

"Minor injuries."

Huo Yunxiang approached, glanced at her from head to toe, took the chopsticks in her hand, and rolled up her sleeves, revealing her bloodstained arms.

"Is this a minor injury?"

Nan Qiao's right hand was grabbed by him, and he took a spring roll directly with his left hand and put it in his mouth.

"It's just a small injury."

It was not an amputation, and it was not life-threatening, of course, it was a minor injury.

Ji Shen stroked her forehead, when is it, she still eats?

Huo Yunxiang looked at her as if she was in a hurry to eat, and reluctantly let go of her hand.

Then, I picked up chopsticks and fed her vegetables.

Nan Qiao stared at the food he fed him for two seconds, then went to take another pair of chopsticks with his left hand, and easily took the food and put it into his mouth.

"You underestimate me?"

Her right hand hurt her arm, which did not affect her eating at all.

Moreover, even if her right hand can't move, her left hand is just as flexible, and she still uses him to feed?

“……”

Ji Shen turned his head, pretending to admire the decoration of the house, and his shoulders shook with a smile.

The third uncle is really not easy, in the face of such a living treasure, how can he be moved?