Wang's father slapped Wangqing angrily.

The hot pain, after a while, the bloodshot came out.

Wangqing pinched her fingers and straightened her waist.

Wang Wukai looked at Wang Zhiman, who was hiding on the side and crying.

"If you cry, you can tie up Van Wenting, I want you to cry and live for the rest of your life!"

Wangzhiman was so frightened that he only sobbed.

Rao is angry, and I hope that Wukai can also be close and distant.

Push all the remedial work onto Wangqing.

Wang Zhiman is the future Mrs. Fan, so naturally she can't condescend to the noble and make a small one.

In other words, all the dirty work that can't be done on the table belongs to Wangqing.

Wangqing has been spinning for a week, and several surgeries have consumed her brain cells, and she can't think of a good way at all.

Looking for another check-up?

No, I'm afraid it's still her who suffers like that.

Ask him out?

He has long seen through the trick of looking at his family, will he still obediently obey?

The rules of the Fanjia family are strict and conservative, and the eldest granddaughter-in-law is never allowed to naturalize with the ball, which is a ridiculous and generous bloody news.

Wangjia's move is actually very risky.

Fortunately, there is no endless road.

Wangqing was invited to participate in the Asia-Pacific Medical and Health Summit, which was organized by the Fan's Foundation.

Dinner after the meeting is served in an intimate bar.

The men who are still talking about the future development of mankind during the day will hug left and right at night, chatting about which sister is correcting and having fun.

Vulgar.

Van Wenting was like an outlier in this group of well-dressed men.

There are no beautiful women around, and there are no cigarettes and alcohol.

He sat alone on the high platform on the second floor, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he watched the demons dance wildly in the audience.

It doesn't seem to take anyone seriously.

Wangqing raised her head and drank the wine in her glass.

It takes only a dozen steps to walk to the second floor, and it will never take more than 2 minutes.

But she felt that seconds were like years.

His heart was beating so fast that he was almost out of breath, and his palms were sweaty.

Van Winting's eyes never left her.

From the smooth instep of her feet, to the tip of her reddish nose.

He didn't do anything.

But it's like, I've done everything.

"Doctor."

Van Wenting raised his eyebrows quietly.

His expression is harmless to humans and animals, but his eyes are very aggressive, like a wolf king patrolling the territory.

The contrast is obvious.

Wangqing licked her lips, her throat dry.

"How?"

Van Wenting leaned forward, his knotted hands crossed, and he seemed to be smiling, "Do you want to continue the last inspection?" ”

Wangqing took a deep breath and deceived people to Wangzhiman's side, which was nothing more than two methods.

Knock people out, or ......

Wangqing glanced at the sturdy bodyguard standing behind Fan Wenting, directly dispelled the first thought, and said lightly: "If you want, you can do it at any time." ”

Van Wenting rubbed the Buddha beads on his wrist, "Trap, the first time you fall into it, it's a mistake, and the second time, it's stupid." ”

He hooked his lips, "Didn't you tell your father the truth?" In fact, if you succeed, it's just that the object is wrong, and from a legal point of view, it can be regarded as a success. ”

Wangqing curled her fingers.

In front of Van Winting, she was like a traveler who had lost her compass.

Dizzy and unable to find direction.

Van Wenting smiled lightly, but there was not much charm in his eyes, "It's a pity that the reunion of old friends, the place where we meet is always so inappropriate." ”

She pursed her lips and smiled, "I do know of a quiet and private place that is perfect for catching up." ”