Chapter 642: Miss Qianjin sighed in a low voice
Fu Jiajia walked through the entrance.
came to the back garden, away from the troubles in front, chest tightness and breathlessness, and did not ease the momentum for a long time.
She turned her head.
Look at the door behind you.
Where the lights and shadows are longing, the laughter and laughter are still echoing in the hall, lingering in her mind, lingering, this was her home, and now, she is like the person under the fence.
Look at the face of an outsider.
This outsider is still her enemy!
Fu Jiajia wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, now only she and her father are left in the house, her father can't be the master, and he has no ability, so he can only watch Jiang Ruan's woman show off her power in her home.
The situation today.
It's worse than killing her!
Angry in her heart, she kicked the wooden chair on the side of the road.
Vent the anger in your heart.
Dingββ
A cell phone ringing interrupted her thoughts.
Let her blow up emotions be calmed.
took out her mobile phone and glanced at it, and found that it was a familiar number, her eyes flashed, and she subconsciously looked around, and after making sure that there was no one, she slid to answer.
It's just that his face is a little dull.
"Are you reliable!? Nothing at all! β
The person over there said something intermittently, and the mobile phone earpiece was not very clear.
"I absolutely didn't...... Do you believe me...... This is absolutely undaring. β
Fu Jiajia stared gloomily: "It's useless to say anything now, you'd better not play any sloppy with me!" β
ββ¦β¦ Will die ......"
It was said intermittently.
Fu Jiajia closed her eyes fiercely: "Yes, you can arrange it, and I will give you a platform." β
What did you say over there?
A few minutes later, he hung up.
Fu Jiajia deleted the number and call history again.
Turn around and go back to your room.
It's just that.
As soon as he turned around, he saw a black figure standing in a slightly dark corner behind him, and the curvature of the corner of the man's mouth was very strange and terrifying under the dim light that was bright and flickering.
Fu Jiajia was taken aback and took a step back.
Looked in that direction in horror.
About a few seconds.
The man moved.
Came out of the dim place.
The smile remained the same: "Second Miss, who are you talking to on the phone?" β
Uncle Ming's smile was perfect.
In the Fu family for many years, there has never been any disorder, everything is handled impeccably, and he has stayed by the old man's side for nearly forty years.
is also a secretive person.
Fu Jiajia is just a little kid in the end, and she always has a very weird and jealous feeling about Uncle Shangming, so she can only bite the bullet and say, "Classmate, ask me to go out tomorrow to play." β
Uncle Ming made a look of surprise.
"I see, let's go eat, dinner is ready."
Uncle Ming made a gesture of please.
She probably didn't hear anything on the phone just now.
Fu Jiajia thought about it carefully and made sure that he didn't say anything wrong, so he nodded with a stiff face: "Got it." β
Pretending to be calm.
She put her phone back in her pocket and walked back briskly.
Uncle Ming turned his head and looked at the back.
About ten seconds.
He followed slowly and leisurely back.
The throat unconsciously hummed a ballad.
I can't really hear it.
β¦β¦
The night is deep and heavy.
Especially in the mountains.
The fog is heavy, the humidity is high, and the temperature is low.
A black Volkswagen car made its way up the winding road to the top, and finally, into the treatment center, the car stopped at the door.
The man got out of the car.
The throat overflowed with a chuckle.
"I've finally found a job."