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Qin Zhaoli pulled him to his feet: "You guys play slowly, I still have something to do, so I will take him away first."
After she finished speaking, she took the person away.
The four ladies in the box looked at each other.
Mrs. Zhang didn¡¯t understand: ¡°What does Qin Zhaoli mean?¡±
Huang Lihong sat down and felt very unhappy about having her beard cut off: "I just like that kid."
Mrs. Zhang was still confused: "Isn't she engaged?"
When Qin Zhaoli and Mr. Wen got engaged, Nancheng was bustling for a while. The two families were powerful allies and were well matched.
Huang Lihong was arrogant and said in a sour tone: "We are all married, so we still have fun. What's more, Qin Zhaoli is only engaged. How can she be better than us? She's only half a pound."
Most of the marriages in wealthy families are just a bond of interests, and they are not just for each other in private.
Qin Zhaoli pulled Jiang Zhuo to the aisle outside. Regardless of the attention of passers-by, she stood in front of him and asked, "Didn't you say you don't do anything else besides singing and DJing?"
What is she angry about? It has nothing to do with her.
She was just angry that the little flower of the motherland did not grow well, that's all. After all, she was stabbed for this little flower. If it grew crookedly, wouldn't she have been stabbed in vain?
He didn¡¯t speak, didn¡¯t defend himself, and even avoided her gaze.
Feeling guilty?
You know you¡¯re wrong?
Do you still commit the crime?
Qin Zhaoli swallowed all these questions that she shouldn't have asked back in her throat, but the more he avoided his eyes, the more uncomfortable she felt. When she felt uncomfortable, her tone was very harsh: "How many times is this?"
Jiang Zhuo lowered his head and lowered his eyelashes quietly: "This is the first time."
Qin Zhaoli is smiling but not smiling.
She never meddles in other people¡¯s business: ¡°It¡¯s a coincidence that I bumped into you the first time you were accompanying me for a drink.¡±
She never carries a gun or a stick: "That Ms. Huang can be your mother, aren't you disgusted?"
She never sarcastically said: "Go back and study hard, don't make this kind of money."
Three sentences in a row, each one is more harsh than the last, and each one is more hurtful than the last one.
¡°Perhaps she is angry with that pair of bitches, or perhaps she hates the little flowers of the motherland. In short, she is like a firecracker in the dog days of summer. Just a few sparks can make her explode on the spot.
After she finished blowing up, Jiang Zhuo also started to burn.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Whether it was his pride or bluffing, he raised his head: "Do you understand me?"
"Do you know what my situation is?"
"If you are rich and powerful, you can have everything just by touching your upper and lower lips. Do you know what it means to bow your head?"
Three sentences in a row, not polite.
Qin Zhaoli laughed angrily at him: "I don't understand, you must understand."
¡°In the final analysis, they are not in a relationship where they can blame each other.
She pushed him away and smoothed her hair. Her short hair was so angry that it was frizzy: "I'm sick, please mind your business."
She turned around and left.
The elevator was in front, and it was only a few steps away. She pressed the button several times, and the elevator door opened. She entered the elevator without looking back.
If she meddles in other people¡¯s business, she will be like a dog.
Suddenly, a hand reached in and the elevator door opened again.
Qin Zhaoli looked up, his expression annoyed and anxious.
"sorry."
He came over to apologize, his eyes slightly red, and his clearer voice was a little hoarse: "I'm sorry."
The scratches on his face were scabbed, the hearing aid behind his ears was cracked, and his clean and clear eyes were hot and moist.
Not as good as pearls, but very beautiful eyes.
Qin Zhaoli pulled him in by mistake, and then the elevator door closed.
She was possessed by an evil spirit and actually asked: "Are you going to take action?"
Jiang Zhuo suddenly blushed: "No, I won't come out."
What if it is introduced?
What does she want to do? Do you want to be as impersonal as Wen Xianyu? Or is he more of an animal? If he keeps one, she will keep a pair?
With his mind in a mess, Qin Zhaoli stopped: "Give me the phone."
The temperature on Jiang Zhuo's face has not dropped since just now. He only hesitated for a few seconds and handed the phone to Qin Zhaoli.
It¡¯s a long time ago, it¡¯s a machine from a few years ago, and it¡¯s very stuck.
There was no password set on the phone, so Qin Zhaoli directly pressed a string of numbers, which was her private number.??
"Call me when you feel you need to call me." She held the phone between her fingers and returned it to him.
The movements are neat and a bit handsome, almost like passing a cigarette.
Qin Zhaoli has always been a very handsome woman, and at certain times, she can be very sexy and seductive, such as when she just brought him out of the box.
Jiang Zhuo looked at her, wearing a lamp and his eyes shining: "Did you hire the lawyer Chu who helped me bail?"
She hummed.
"Why help me?"
"Because," she thought for a moment, and then said nonsense seriously, "because I am a noble person."
The first floor has arrived.
She went down and left him in the elevator.
When she was a child, she had a Pekingese, which she picked up from the street. It had only three legs and was weak and pitiful, which always made her soft-hearted.
Jiang Zhuo looks a lot like that Jingba.
He did not follow out of the elevator, but stood there for a while, saved the number, stared at the phone for a moment, and then changed "Ms. Qin" to "the noble and upright Ms. Qin".
He lowered his head, and the tips of his ears slowly turned red.
Let¡¯s talk about the upright and upright Ms. Qin. She sat in her very low-key car and dialed a phone number.
It¡¯s very rude to disturb someone¡¯s sleep so late at night, but if she doesn¡¯t make this call, she probably won¡¯t be able to sleep tonight.
She has such a temperament that if she has a grudge today, she must avenge her today and never postpone it until tomorrow.
When the call was connected, she spoke first: "Excuse me, Director Zhao, this is Qin Zhaoli."
"I know, I know, how can I not know Mr. Qin's number." Zhao Xianhua is also an old fox, "Is Mr. Qin looking for me so late for something?"
"I have a deal I want to do with you, Director Zhao."
"you say."
She drove the car out of the parking space with one hand: "I heard that you are very interested in the land in the west of the city."
"I'm interested." Zhao Xianhua tried it out first, "But I also heard that Mr. Wen from the Wen family is also very interested."
No matter how interested you are, if you want to open up the Nancheng market, Wen Xianyu will definitely fight for that piece of land.
Zhao Xianhua also knows the relationship between Qin Zhaoli and Wen Xianyu: "Qin always wants me to withdraw to make way for your fianc¨¦?"
Qin Zhaoli categorically denied: "No, we have to fight with him to the end."
Aren¡¯t they an unmarried couple? Why are you rebelling?
Zhao Xianhua couldn't understand: "I am a relatively small person, and I don't dare to pick up pie from the sky. Can Mr. Qin give me a reason?"
Qin Zhaoli was very generous and not secretive: "That bitch Wen Xianyu ate behind my back, is this a good enough reason?"
Zhao Xianhua was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "That's enough, Mr. Qin, happy cooperation."
¡°A pleasure to work with.¡±
It takes nearly twenty minutes to drive from Tianfang Entertainment City to Nancheng Police Station. The car is still on the way, but it is almost there.
Xu Fang and Wang Ruran were sitting in a car, which was a minivan. In the front seat sat a friend of Wang Gang and Deng Long.
By the way, Deng Long was put in the hospital midway. His head was bruised. Wang Gang sent a colleague to take him to the hospital for bandage.
It was already midnight, Xu Fang was a little sleepy, his head shook, and he leaned on Wang Ruran's shoulder.
Wang Ruran shook him off: "You bitch, don't touch me!"
?????? Xu Fang is quite a bastard, but he has an advantage that makes him particularly popular among middle-aged and older people. Mainly because of his face, which makes him look very delicate and in need of being pampered.
He turned to look at Captain Wang with a stupid and innocent look on his face.
The little cotton-padded jacket in Wang Gang's imagination looked like him. How could the little cotton-padded jacket be wronged? He slapped his own son with a hammer: "How dare you call me me in front of your father, you rebellious bitch. Who?" Is it me? Who is me!"
Wang Renran was beaten until he screamed: "You, you, you, you are, you are!" He thought: Xu Honghong, you shameless thief!
The dog thief was still pretending to be obedient shamelessly: "Uncle Wang, after finishing the transcript later, will you let my cousin go?"
"If you don't commit any crime, you'll be released."
"You must let my cousin go. She didn't hit anyone. She is so gentle and kind. How could she hit someone? It was that pervert who coveted her beauty." Xu Fang insisted, "My cousin is the victim. By."
¡°We¡¯ll talk about it when we get back to the police station.¡± (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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