Chapter 112: If you have anything to say, just say it

"How is that possible!" Jin Haoyong did not give up and asked the clerk to swipe it again, and also took out other cards for the clerk to swipe.

The results speak for themselves, all of them really can't be brushed.

"Hehe, slapping a swollen face and being fat, this doesn't taste good." Xu Duoqian sneered on the side.

Jin Haoyong's face darkened, he didn't expect his brother to be so ruthless and freeze his cards.

"Sissy, it's okay, or I'll help you pay, it's not expensive, it's just a million." Xu Duoqian continued to mock.

Jin Haoyong snorted coldly, and just wanted to make a call, but the house leak happened to rain overnight, and a large group of black-clothed bodyguards poured in.

"This is Jun Shao's shopping mall, please leave."

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Qingyuan Villa.

After Shui Dexiang finished calling Xiao Yinyin, she lost her sleepiness, swiped Weibo, and found that the popularity of makeup last time in the morning and evening appeared once every few days, she rushed in, and saw the live video of the last morning and evening makeup for Yishu.

She thinks that Xiao Yinyin should think about it, and she will definitely gain a lot of fans by opening a Weibo under the name of Chenxi and becoming a beauty blogger.

I was a little hungry playing with my mobile phone, I looked at the time, and at 11 o'clock in the evening, Yishu still didn't come out to eat anything, and she was simply abusing herself.

There was a knock on the door.

"Yishu, you better come out and eat something, you haven't eaten for a day and a night." Shui Dexiang knocked on Yishu's door again uneasily, and asked with concern.

No one answered.

"I've already called Xiao Yinyin, Jun Shao will come back by then, seeing you like this, how can I explain to Jun Shao?" Shui Dexiang continued.

Still no one answered, so she had no choice but to go downstairs to look at the kitchen, and found that there was still hot lean porridge in the pot, and she couldn't help but be surprised, and muttered in her heart, when was this made, I didn't eat it tonight.

A rumbling loud sound came, Shui Dexiang put down the lid of the pot, walked outside suspiciously, and found that in the huge garden, the lights were bright, a helicopter stopped, and two figures slowly descended.

One is as handsome as a fairy, the other is as beautiful as a fairy, it is really a match made in heaven.

"Xiao Yinyin, are you back so soon?" Shui Dexiang pounced excitedly, but she didn't expect that before she pounced, she saw a wall of human flesh in front of her.

Shui Dexiang touched his nose stupidly, almost forgetting that this was a big vinegar tank next to it.

Zhou Qiyin pushed Yan Yijun away in disgust, pulled up Shui Dexiang and left.

When Zhan Yao finally came out of the cabin, he saw the young master alone and not moving.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" Zhan Yao asked puzzled.

Yan Yijun swept his eyes coldly, ignored Zhan Yao and followed.

Zhou Qiyin pulled Shui Dexiang to ask about Yishu's situation, but she didn't expect it to be more serious than she imagined, there had been no dripping water for a day and a night, and the rice grains had not been touched.

The iron body can't stand it.

The familiar car brought lean porridge from the kitchen and walked upstairs together.

This was when she was on the helicopter, and Zhou Qiyin asked Yan Yijun to call Aunt Ji and arrange for her to make lean porridge and heat it in the pot.

Yan Yijun thought it was what she wanted to eat, so she asked Aunt Ji to do it without asking too much.

Zhou Qiyin did not explain.

When Yan Yijun entered the door, it was empty, and when he approached the kitchen, there was no porridge in the pot.

After Zhan Yao answered a phone call, his face was wrinkled, his expression was hesitant, and he seemed to stop talking.

"If you have anything to say, just say it." Yan Yijun frowned impatiently.