Chapter 417: Death Counts Mine
"Huh!"
Fu Zimo's eyebrows were sharp, and the corners of his lips had a sneering smile, "It is worthy of being a mother and daughter, and they all have the same calculations." ”
"Just say you don't agree."
"Impossible."
"You...... You don't know how to lift. ”
If Jiang Li is in.
She will find that the Fu Zimo in front of her is completely different from the Fu Zimo in her impression. If in front of Jiang Li, Fu Zimo was as gentle as a spring in March, then Fu Zimo at this moment instantly entered the cold winter wax moon.
His whole person was like an unsheathed sword, and there was a sharp and dangerous aura on his body, as if the next second would make this sword stained with blood.
"Zheng Danyang!"
He called Mrs. Feng's name, "Feng Tingting is a treasure to you, but she is here for me...... She's not even a piece of shit. Every time she stares at me, do you know how I feel? Like swallowing a fly...... No, it's disgusting like swallowing. ”
“……”
"Even if the earth of the world is destroyed, only me and Feng Tingting are left, I would rather have grass as a companion than look at her."
Because of anger.
Mrs. Feng was trembling all over.
Fu Zimo.
He's humiliating Tingting.
He even said that Tingting was not even as good as a piece of shit.
Why is he so insulting?
"Fu Zimo! You dog thing with a father and no mother! That's how your parents taught you to speak! People like you, who have done all the bad things, don't spare people on their lips. Don't think that if you are rich and powerful, you can escape the punishment of the law, and sooner or later you will be punished. ”
“……”
Fu Zimo's eyes suddenly turned cold.
He didn't even think about it, and smashed the phone hard.
The phone is in the middle of the face of Mrs. Feng.
Mrs. Feng covered her face and screamed, Fu Zimo's face was pale, "Let me hear a word of my mother's from your mouth again, I will kill you." ”
Facing his wolf-like fierce and bloodthirsty gaze, Mrs. Feng took two steps back in horror, but she didn't dare to say another half a word.
The bodyguard picked up Fu Zimo's mobile phone.
Fu Zimo bent down and got into the back seat.
The car starts.
Mrs. Feng woke up like a dream.
She was shocked by Fu Zimo just now.
Hell yes.
Mrs. Feng opened her hand again and stopped in front of the car, "Don't go, no one is allowed to leave if you don't come up with a solution today." ”
The driver looked at Chu Jingxing.
Chu Jingxing looked at Fu Zimo.
Fu Zimo lifted his eyelids coolly, "Drive!" ”
"......"
"The last thing my Fu family lacks is money." Fu Zimo said without hesitation, "The death is mine, and the injury and disability are also mine, and I can afford to pay for it." ”
The driver looked at Chu Jingxing again.
Chu Jingxing was more fearless than Fu Zimo, and when he heard this, he smiled, "Listen to my brother." ”
"Yes!"
The driver was ordered.
He made a splash and stepped on the throttle.
The performance of the luxury car is good, and the acceleration is also very fast.
The next second.
The car flew out like an arrow off the string.
Madame Feng stood still.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three-second ......
Seeing that the car had no intention of stopping, she broke out in a cold sweat, and at the last moment, she relied on her survival instinct to rush into the snow nest next to her.
The next second.
The luxury car had already rushed out of where she was standing.
One second.
Just a second.
They really dare to bump.
At the speed of this car, if it really hits, she will either die or be crippled.
Mrs. Feng's legs instantly weakened.
Sub-zero temperatures.
She broke out in a cold sweat.
The luxury cars sped away, and the mud spots raised by the tires splashed her all over her body, and Mrs. Feng seemed to be unconscious, she gasped, her heart beat like thunder, and she was frightened.
I don't know how long I sat in the snow nest.
It wasn't until her pants were soaked with snow and the wind blew a bitter chill that Mrs. Feng came back to her senses.
She leaned on the green belt, her face pale and trembling to her feet.
only to find that his legs were as weak as noodles.
Mrs. Feng replanted herself in the mud pit.
……
After arriving in Jiangcheng.
Feng Siye and Jiang Li returned to the famous family of the prosperous world.
Feng Jiu excused himself for something and didn't go with the two.
The three of them separated from the airport, and after seeing the elder brother and sister-in-law leave, Feng Jiuci took a taxi.
"Where?"
Feng Jiuci thought for a while, "Let's go to Jiang University." ”
"Okay."
In the car.
Feng Jiuci turned on the phone.
A lot of news.
He opened WeChat and glanced at the 99+ messages.
Not surprisingly, there was a message from Mrs. Feng.
Feng Jiuci didn't care about those work messages, and first clicked on the dialog box with Mrs. Feng, which was a voice message, each of which had more than fifty seconds, and sent more than a dozen messages.
Feng Jiuci didn't click on the voice note.
He clicked on the text.
Then he saw the invective on the screen, although he couldn't hear the tone, looking at the occasional angry emoji in the text, he could also imagine how bad Mrs. Feng's tone was.
More than a dozen.
It's all scolding him.
Nothing else.
Feng Jiuci laughed self-deprecatingly.
He saw that there were still missed calls from Mrs. Feng, and Feng Jiuci returned to the page without calling.
He opened Weibo and looked at the hot search.
Feng Tingting's news is no longer visible on the hot search.
That's all he can do.
The taxi driver is a native of Jiangcheng, very good at talking, Feng Jiuci is also a social, he chatted with the driver casually, from the changes in Jiangcheng over the years to the housing prices in Jiangcheng, and from the housing prices to politics, and then to national events.
When he arrived at Jiang University, the taxi master had to bow down to Feng Jiu.
"Brother, the taxi can't get into the school gate, so I can only take you here."
"Thank you, master."
Feng Jiu quit and paid the money and got out of the car.
He stepped into the school gate and walked slowly to the art department.
Not sure why.
He especially wanted to meet An Xiaoqi today.
Feng Jiu had come to Jiang University, knowing the location of Anqi's teaching building, he walked on campus with long legs, just thinking about this road Anqi had also walked, his empty heart had some satisfaction.
It's a coincidence.
When Feng Jiuci arrived at the teaching building, An Qi happened to be out of class.
in the crowd.
Feng Jiuci saw her at a glance.
Angel was wearing the short red down jacket her mother had bought for her, with a pair of flat boots on her feet, and her whole body was as dazzling as the color of her clothes.
She walked with her classmates, not knowing what they were talking about, smiling so brow-brow that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
Suddenly.
Feng Jiu's heart was fluttering, as if a patch had been patched to block the cold outside.
"Ann ......"
"Angel!"
As soon as Feng Jiuci spoke, he was interrupted, and he looked over unhappily, and saw a boy with glasses and a handsome appearance called Anqi.
Seeing Angel stop, the boy hurried to catch up with Angel, and the classmates around Angel glanced at each other, showed a smile of understanding, and then waved goodbye to Angel.
Far away.
Feng Jiuci couldn't hear what An Qi and the boy said, but the two looked very familiar and chatted very happily, and the corners of An Qi's lips were always up.
A moment later.
Feng Jiuci saw the boy take out an envelope from his backpack, he scratched his head, handed the envelope to Anqi with some embarrassment, and then ......
Angel happily accepted it.
Harvest! Under! Finish!
She actually smiled and accepted the love letter given by others!
Feng Jiuci's heart was instantly cool and cool.