Chapter 360: What the hell
Shen Biqiong held the soup and stood there silently watching.
Staring at Helan Hibiscus's hand, getting into the man's clothes, and still very bulging, Shen Biqiong stood there in shock and silently closed the door.
"Sister-in-law." He Wenqing followed behind him, watching Shen Biqiong take the tonic soup and pour it into her mouth, and a large bowl of soup was drunk by her in 2 seconds.
He stared at the bowl and said with some trepidation, "Didn't you say that you gave it to Hibiscus?" ”
Shen Biqiong glanced at him coldly, so frightened that He Wenqing shrank his neck, and said with little confidence: "I'll go fill my teeth." ”
She stood on the railing, looked at Han Beicheng and the others, walked around, and actually turned the He Mansion upside down, shook her head, and tacitly retreated to the side.
"Let me out." In the toilet, He Ruoxue was so fumished that she kept banging on the door.
I didn't expect that she had just confessed to her relatives, and she didn't have to come to the house, and she was beaten to the toilet by General Helan in the shopping building, and now she is back home, and her butt is not yet hot, and she is beaten to the toilet.
"Shut up." The bodyguard heard her shouting, turned his head to look at the door, and said, "If it's noisy, I'll feed you S." ”
"......" He Ruoxue listened, kicking the door angrily, but she didn't dare to squeak again, knowing that these people were hooligans, and there was nothing they couldn't do.
She sat down on the ground quietly, thinking of the scene when Qiao Hanye came back with Helan Hibiscus in her arms, and secretly thought, "Could it be that she was QJed?" Thinking of this, I couldn't help but say, "God really help me." ”
In He's house, Shen Biqiong put down the bowl, put on her coat, and prepared to go out to buy two sets of clothes for Helan Hibiscus.
I saw the car parked on the side of the road, the window was lowered, and a figure was sitting in the back seat.
"Who is this?" Shen Biqiong watched vigilantly, she stepped forward with the car key, and the car suddenly started and passed by her.
Shen Biqiong saw the car window slowly rising, and when she saw that face, her eyes widened, and she turned around to see clearly, but unfortunately the car had disappeared into the night.
In the luxurious car, Cao Fengshi leaned there with his eyes closed.
"Young Master, it is said that Miss He is fine, don't worry, your body is important." The bodyguard drove the car and said when he looked at Cao Feng in the rear mirror of the car.
Cao Fengshi rubbed his temples, and his white and bewitching face was raised.
"They're looking for this medicine?" Cao Fengshi asked in a deep voice.
The bodyguard replied, "Yes." ”
"You take it and find an opportunity to let the people from the pharmacy deliver it to He's house." Cao Fengshi said, he reached out and took the box on the side and handed it forward.
The bodyguard listened, he braked in a panic, looked back at him in surprise and said, "Young master, no." You need this medicine for your illness, what if you give it to her? ”
"It's okay, look for it again." Cao Fengshi said.
The bodyguard looked at the box he handed over, reached out to catch it, but remained silent.
"I don't need it for the time being, the medicine that Ah Fu gave me should also have an attack." Cao Fengshi said that if he didn't fall ill, it would arouse Ah Fu's suspicions.
Ah Fu was obviously sent by someone from the Cao family to keep an eye on him, but he hadn't found out who exactly instructed Ah Fu to do his own medicine, but the other party obviously minded him forcibly coming to Jiangcheng.
He has been in Jiangcheng for a while and has been keeping a low profile, but the recent events in Jiangcheng have made him have a hunch that things like what he wants to know are related to this.
It's just that...... Who is Qiao Hanye? Just a businessman?
"Yes." The bodyguard listened and silently started the car.
And Shen Biqiong ran forward and saw that the road was empty, there was no car, she stood there and looked at the dark night, "What the hell." ”