Chapter 821

Yu Qian got up and hugged Yu Chengqian's thigh, "Young master, I just have the IQ to worship him." My loyalty to the young master is like a surging river, endless. ”

Yu Chengqian lifted him up, "Don't talk nonsense." Lao Tzu likes Yan Zhengling, and she will not marry in this life. You guys will find a way for me right away, how can I catch her? I can't think of it all, squat in the corner of the wall. ”

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and the last one spoke enthusiastically.

"Young master, as the saying goes, men are not bad, women don't love ......"

Yu Chengqian replied with a word, "Isn't Lao Tzu bad?" ”

Uh- the man shut up.

Yu Qian added: "The young master is black-hearted and black-livered, but he is dressed in white skin, how can Miss Yan see through the young master's true face so easily." ”

Suddenly glimpsing Yu Qian's subtle eyes that "can only be understood, not spoken", Yu Chengqian gave birth to a sense of grief and indignation.

Uh-

The rest of the money was thought about for a long time, and suddenly an idea moved. "There it is."

Yu Chengqian glared at him angrily, "Do you want me to show off our murderous weapon." Who is responsible for scaring her to death? ”

"Young Master, could Miss Yan be Yan Kong?" Another humane.

Yu Chengqian went back, "Am I very bad?" ”

In order to prevent Yu Chengqian's anger from affecting the fish in the pond, others stayed away from Yu Qian.

Just when Yu Chengqian was about to kill Yu Qian, Yu Qian changed his words, "Although we are inferior to him in everything, we also have a trump card that he is inferior to us." ”

Yu Chengqian's raised palm was lowered, "Say it quickly." ”

Yu Chengqian looked at him expectantly, "Come on, what good way have you thought of?" ”

Yu Qian said: "Young master, you like Miss Yan, Miss Yan likes Lord Zhan Han." Speaking of which, you only need to defeat the beauty of the War Chill Lord to hug it. However, your appearance is against the sky, but you can't compare to Zhan Hanjue. You are extraordinary, but you are his defeated men, you are the king of the killer realm, but he is the night emperor of the mall......"

Yu Qian said so eloquently that he didn't notice that Yu Chengqian had the heart to strangle him.

Yu Chengqian looked humbly taught, "What do you say should be done with this money?" ”

Yu Qian said: "Miss Yan wants to buy clothes, and the young master will give her the mall." Miss Yan is traveling, and the private jet is on call...... As long as the young master recuperates Miss Yan's rich and noble illness, then Zhan Hanjue will not be able to satisfy her appetite. ”

Yu Chengqian frowned, "Lao Tzu chases a woman, as for being so low-voiced?" Do I want my man's dignity anymore? ”

Yu Qian said: "That's money." I heard that Zhan Hanjue is the president of 100 billion, but young master, you are the prince of 10000000000000000000000000000 ”

Yu Chengqian said angrily: "Yan Zhengling, she doesn't love money. ”

Yu Qian laughed like a thief, "Young master, as the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind." Miss Yan doesn't love money, it just means that your money is not on the knife. ”

However, Yu Chengqian's voice suddenly came from behind, "Call the old man immediately and ask him to send me more money." ”

Yu Qian turned around, looking confused.

Young master, what about the festival?

Yu Qian shrugged, with a helpless face. "Young master, I can't afford to be a daughter-in-law if I can't bear dignity."

Yu Chengqian waved at him, "Get out." ”

Yu Qian and the others knew that there was no play, how could a person like the young master who wanted to save face die chasing a woman in vain?

"Is there anything wrong with calling me so late?"

Yu Qian gave him a thumbs up, "Young master, if you have a will, you can do it." ”

Yu Qian immediately took out his mobile phone and made an emergency call to the old man.

Yu Chengqian said angrily: "Look at what, as long as you can catch up with Yan Zhengling, Lao Tzu's festival will be crushed and fed to the dog." ”

"Master, the young master asked you to send him money."

"How much?"