Fu Yan was stunned, and reacted that Fu Shiyi was scolding himself, and suddenly darkened his face: "That's how you talked to your third uncle?" ”

Gu Wuyan held back a smile: "Didn't the third uncle spend two hundred and fifty billion?" ”

Fu Yan couldn't refute this, and it was difficult to even look at Fu Hui's face.

Fu Shiyi restrained his expression, lowered his eyes and glanced at the girl beside him, and his voice was warm: "Let's go." ”

Several people went downstairs together.

"Two hundred and five... Poofha..."When he got downstairs, Gu Wuyan finally couldn't help it, and laughed wildly: "Fu Yan is probably going to be angry with you." ”

The matter of being angry and not paying for his life, is really what Fu Shiyi is best at.

After laughing, Jiang He frowned: "You won't really let this wine like this, right?" ”

"Miss."

At this moment, several people who walked to the lobby were blocked by Wen Chuan.

Wen Chuan looked at Song Li, and was respectful: "I have conveyed to Gongzi, what you want will arrive in three days." ”

Song Li's chin was gone, and when he saw that Wen Chuan was not moving, he raised his eyebrows: "Something else?" ”

Wen Chuan subconsciously glanced at Fu Shiyi, a little hesitant.

Song Li frowned: "Say." ”

Wen Chuan shook in shock: "Childe asked me to ask Miss when she is free, and take Miss Tan back to have a look." ”

"Not available." Song Li hesitated, his eyes were cold and impatient: "Tell Wen Qingxuan that I will naturally go back when it's time to go back." ”

Wen Chuan didn't dare to speak, trembling.

Wen Qingxuan.

The name of the head of the Wen family, the real boss behind the first floor.

An unfathomable existence.

The tone of the little girl, Wen Chuan's attitude, and the A-word black card on the first floor are drunk for her exclusive unlimited supply.

Is her relationship with the Wen family really as simple as the person who saved the Wen family?

Fu Shiyi's eyes were dark and deep.

——

Fu Yan's father and daughter, who came down later, couldn't help but be stunned when they saw this scene.

Fu Yan thought he was wrong: "How could Wen Chuan be so respectful to a little girl?" ”

That girl Fu Hui has checked, her name is Song Li, she is a country girl, how can she make Wen Chuan, the head in charge of the first floor, grovel so much?

But that scene is clear.

Fu Hui twisted her eyebrows, remembering what happened on the third floor not long ago: "The two brothers and sisters of the Shen family are stupidly making trouble on the first floor, it seems that it has something to do with them, Wen Chuan has always been peaceful, he should apologize." ”

But when she said this, Fu Hui didn't believe it herself.

But Song Li's information is unbearable, how can he climb to the first floor?

That's why it's the same in the past.

——

At half past twelve in the morning, the water was built.

Gu Wuyan and Jiang He were all here, Fu Shiyi didn't sleep, and the three of them were in the living room on the second floor, discussing something solemnly.

At this moment, there was a sudden crackling sound upstairs.

It's like dropping something, and it's like something has been pushed.

Several people stopped talking and looked at the third floor.

On the third floor, only Song Li and Tan Beixing lived.

"How..."

Gu Wuyan just wanted to ask what was going on, but before the words could be spoken, Fu Shiyi suddenly got up and strode upstairs, the corners of his clothes were all windy.

"Bang!"

As soon as I got upstairs, I saw Song Li kick open the door of the next bedroom.

The girl was wearing a white nightgown, which should have come out in a hurry, the belt around her waist was loosely tied, and her neck was exposed with a snow-white desolation, which did not touch the fireworks of people.

In the room, the table furnishings were scattered all over the place, and there was a mess everywhere.

"North Star!" Song Li found Tan Beixing, who was huddled in a ball with him in the half-meter-wide gap between the bed and the wall.

"Don't touch me! Don't touch me! Tan Beixing shook his head frantically as if he had seen a ghost, and desperately shrank into the corner.

"North Star." Song Li lowered his voice and slowly approached: "I'm Ah Li, your favorite Ah Li, you look up at me." ”

The familiar name of "Ah Li..." made Tan Beixing slowly raise his head, looking at the familiar face of the girl in front of him, his scattered eyes gathered, and in the next moment, he threw himself into her arms and cried.