Well, you don't have to eat anything.

Just eating melons tonight is already full.

These two people, one is more wonderful than the other.

Next, Frank and Monica talk to each other and reveal each other's old secrets.

"Bang."

Fiona slapped the table with both hands to stop the farce.

"Monica."

Her chest rose and fell slightly, and she looked at her mother expressionlessly: "This has nothing to do with Frank, it has nothing to do with him, he is not helpful to this family, and he does not play a role." ”

"If you still have self-esteem, even if it's just a little bit."

"If you still love a few of us, even if it's only a little bit of love."

Fiona's eyes were red, and she clenched her fists and said, "Let's go, don't come back, just when you're dead, just as if you're dead." ”

"Don't come and disturb our lives again."

"Please, don't break us up."

Monica's body trembled, her neck turning stiffly.

Lip, Ian, and Carl, including Debbie, who had just cooked with her, also looked at her with a pleading gaze, and she suddenly felt a panic on her face.

No matter how little Debbie is, she can figure it out.

This so-called mother is just thinking about breaking up her family.

"I'm sorry."

Monica slowly stood up, and after saying such a thing to someone, she walked out of the house in despair.

Seeing this, the black strong woman hurriedly followed.

A minute later, there was the roar of a large truck outside, and it faded away.

"Whoa, whoa."

In the corner of the dining table, a guy eats lasagna on a plate as if no one else was around.

Frank shook his head regretfully while snorting, he tried his best to apply for the claim money, and now he must not be able to get it.

"Bang."

A glass of water slammed down in front of him.

The plate was knocked over, and the lasagna was scattered all over his body, and the sauce was stained all over his body.

"Waterfa."

Frank hurriedly stepped back, his chair being overturned, and he patted the lasagna on his body and looked angrily at the other side.

"Fuck off."

Fiona pointed back, gritted her teeth, and said, "You get out too." ”

Not only Fiona, but everyone else also looked at Frank angrily, all of which he had provoked back in order to defraud the insurance claim.

"You bastards who don't know gratitude."

Frank didn't catch a dime, and he was counted out, and he grabbed the beer bottle and walked to the back door next to him.

"It's a shame that I raised you so big."

He opened the wooden door and said angrily, "It's not worth it, you will be punished." ”

A nearby figure rushed forward, and Lip kicked Frank in the ass, kicking him in the direction of the steps.

"Bump."

The back door was slammed shut, and there was a muffled thud.

Frank was dizzy and tumbled down several flights of steps.

"Fake."

He held his back in pain and looked at the beer bottle anxiously.

Fortunately, he subconsciously pressed the mouth of the bottle with his thumb, and only some beer foam leaked out, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Inside, listening to Frank's scolding go away, Fiona held out her hand.

Others, one by one, hitched a ride.

A few Gallaghers looked at Ethan together, and he smiled and stretched out his hand, shaking heavily with a few people.

The kitchen quickly became lively and everyone was busy.

If you really rely on this little thing on the table, you will starve to death, Fiona is frying eggs quickly, the steak in Ethan's pot is bubbling with oil, and it took another half an hour for a group of people to sit on their chairs with their stomachs touched.

The crowd looked at each other and burst out laughing.

After returning to the living room to rest for a while, Ethan looked at his watch: "I'm leaving, I have a party with my colleagues tonight." ”

"Go ahead."

Fiona waved her hand and held Liam in her arms.

Carl and Debbie leaned right next to her, Lip and Ian huddled together on the couch, and the family watched TV and laughed knowingly.

Whether it's heartless, lungless, or escapism.

Life has to go on.

Morley's Bar.

It was only five minutes before nine o'clock, and it was already filled with a large number of drunken drinkers.

No matter how iron-headed bastards are, they don't dare to come here to make trouble.

No one wants to provoke a group of people with iron at their waists, short tempers, and a rare break after work.

"Boom."

The brass bell rang, and Ethan pushed open the glass door and entered.

Inside the bar, it is a classic American style, with distinctive license plates from all over the world hanging on the wooden wall, and the light yellow light from the light bulbs spilling on his body.

Ethan took off his coat and walked into the corner.

Morley belongs to the quieter kind of bar, and the soothing background music will not affect the conversation of the guests, and it can relax the nerves.

Atwater had already said hello and had a big table here.

Rusek was always the first to arrive, and since Ethan welcomed his family, he brought his fiancée with him.

"Hi, good evening."

Ethan raised his hand to Rusek's fiancée and said hello: "You look really sexy, Rusek's a lucky guy." ”

"Thank you."

Wendy stood up proudly and showed off her beautiful figure: "It's indeed his luck." ”

She is a sweet-looking girl, with long brown hair curved, and a very characteristic black dress, the diamond-shaped cutouts on the skirt reveal the light yellow lining inside, giving people a visual illusion.

It's as if the skirt is really hollowed out, and it looks very annoying.

"Oh my God."

Ethan looked at it frankly and winked at Rusek, "You bastard, you should cherish Wendy." ”

"Of course."

Russec laughed and hugged Wendy and scratched her waist a few times.

"Don't make a fuss."

Wendy slapped Russec's hand away and hugged Ethan gently, "Congratulations, you should be the youngest sheriff in Chicago." ”

"As far as I know, there's no younger than him anyway."

Pratt took Wendy's words and congratulated Ethan again, "I wish you all the best in the Intelligence Group. ”

That sounds weird.

Ethan took a few steps back and sat straight to the innermost part.

Pratt came with Burgess, both of whom left work almost at the same time.

Interestingly, both Pratt and Burgess stood motionless and stood in place, as if neither of them wanted to sit next to Ethan.

Pratt looked at Burgess calmly, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

Seeing Rusek's curious gaze, Burgess had no choice but to sit down quickly.

Otherwise, it will arouse the suspicion of others.

Ethan unceremoniously came to Burgess next to him, feeling the warm fragrance as jade, and beckoned quickly to the waiter.

As colorful cocktails filled the table, so did the members of BFIPU.

"Bang~"

More than a dozen cups collided together with a crisp sound.

The wine is splashing, and the night is thick. (End of chapter)