Feed! You...... Dislike! Why did you hang up?! Treat your cousin like this?! Is there anything else that takes me into account?! ”

Hanging up the phone, Ye Sicheng slammed the phone on the table, "Who told me that Mengmeng is in a good mood?" ”

"Huh?" Receiving Ye Sicheng's fierce and murderous eyes, Huang Chuhan stared at his round eyes and pointed to his nose, "I...... I said, Boss, is there something wrong......"

"Get out."

"What......?"

"Let you out, didn't you hear?"

"Boss, I'm ......"

"Huh! Chu Han, I just happened to have something to look for you, let's come out to talk and don't disturb the boss to rest. ”

"I ...... You ......"

Huang Chuhan was dragged out of the room again by Chu Zixuan with a stomach full of grievances.

"Zixuan, my clothes are torn like this by you, they are all broken......"

"Who made you always have an IQ off the line?"

"Zixuan, don't always dislike me, if you do this again, you will lose me."

In the room, Ye Sicheng watched the news broadcast boringly, and the mobile phone on the table rang again, and it was still Feng Qingqing who annoyed him.

"Anything else?"

"I'm your sister, can't I call you more if it's okay?"

"Strictly speaking, you're not my sister anymore."

"Why not? I'm your sister. ”

"My dad and my mom are divorced, and you're the most I know."

"Sicheng, I don't like to hear what you say, as the saying goes, one day is a sister and no sister is a life."

"It seems that you are not very good at Chinese."

"Oh, by the way, I'm calling to thank you."

"Thank me for what?"

"I bought a bag in Qifeng and hung it on your name."

"You ......"

"Okay, thank you, don't disturb your rest, goodbye."

"Doodoo ......"

Listening to the busy sound on the mobile phone, Ye Sicheng was even more upset, he always had an ominous premonition, and his back was cold.

"Ahh

"This damn stinky man! Yes! The conscience is really gnawed by dogs! ”

"I used to be stupid, I was really blind...... Blind! will fall in love with this man! ”

"Ahhh I'm! Scum! ”

Along the way, Qin Yumeng was so angry that the entire roof of the car was about to overturn. For her stinky temper, Qin Hongbo has long been accustomed to it for so many years, sitting in the passenger seat, bowing his head and swiping the mobile phone files, deaf to him.

Wang Junliang felt that there was a fire burning his back behind him, and turned his head to look at Qin Hongbo in embarrassment, "Master, this ......"

Qin Hongbo pushed his glasses and glanced at the back seat of the car, "It's okay, don't care about her." ”

"Mengmeng, don't be angry, take a sip of hot coffee."

"Mom, I don't drink it, I'm already bitter enough, and I still drink such bitter things."

"Then what do you want to eat, Mom will come home and cook it for you?"

"I don't want to eat anything, I'm going on a hunger strike!"

"Mengmeng, you ......"

"Qimeng, leave her alone, the girl's family doesn't know how to restrain herself."

Qin Hongbo put down his phone and closed his eyes to recuperate.

"I'm just angry right now, I'm just going to vent it! How do I converge! And, is it my fault? Hum! Men are all stinking like this! ”

"Mengmeng, what is your attitude now?"

"I've always had a good attitude, what's wrong? If someone provokes me, will I be angry? Who was unrighteous first?! Whoever is sorry for me first! ”

"You ......"

"Okay, okay, if the family comes out to play, your father and daughter won't quarrel."

(End of chapter)