At the same time, Jiangcheng.

In the Fang family's villa, the lights are bright.

Several maids stood in the living room on the first floor, listening to the constant sound of broken wine bottles from upstairs, and couldn't help but shrink their necks and turn their heads to each other.

"Why did Mr. He suddenly drink so much wine tonight......"

"yes, and locked himself in the house by himself and didn't let us in."

"He has a terrible stomach ache during this time, and if he drinks so much more, if something happens, Mrs. Fang will fire us."

"Do you dare to persuade you?" An older maid shrunk her neck, her voice full of fear.

Everyone hurriedly threw their heads into rattles.

Who doesn't know, this Mr. He,

Chapter Seventy-Seven They are super sweet and are hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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