The white-bearded old man was stunned.

Seeing the tears in Yingqian's eyes and her delicate and frail appearance, he even thought that he was hearing hallucinations.

But the next second.

Yingqian spoke again.

she asked:

"Grandpa, how expensive are you this year?"

Maybe she was too polite.

The white-bearded old man unexpectedly replied:

"Sixty-seven..."

"Then I wish you a long life of sixty-eight years!"

Yingqian patted the old man's shoulder very familiarly, and then asked tightly:

"Do you have a place to eat at the funeral?"

"you..."

The white-bearded old man's nose was almost crooked with anger.

He didn't catch a breath and almost sent himself away.

Yingqian suddenly panicked.

"Old man, you are only sixty-seven now, but you have to survive this year!"

The old man with a white beard raised his hand and pointed at her face. Half of his body began to tremble, and his face turned green.

Ying Qian understands.

He raised his hand and gave him a high five.

"yeah!"

The old man rolled his eyes and lay on the table, covering his heart, unable to regain his strength for a long time.

Yingqian made a fuss too quickly and too fiercely.

Others haven't even reacted yet.

The old man with the white beard has already lost half his life.

Sheng Zhengnian lowered his head and coughed slightly. The smile in his eyes had not yet dissipated, but when he caught a glimpse of Lu Qi's expression, he suddenly became cold.

He has been watching Yingqian.

The eyes are focused and serious.

Let her mess around.

In Lu Qi's eyes, there was only overflowing pampering.

Sheng Zhengnian frowned.

But soon.

He smiled again.

Grabbing the old man with a white beard by his collar and throwing him back, Yingqian clapped his hands and said with a smile:

"Now that there is an extra spot, can I stay?"

emerged from her.

The old man with the white beard was so angry that he had a heart attack.

It didn't even last five minutes.

Brother Zhang and Wang Lei didn't even react.

Yingqian had already sat down.

He also smiled at Yuan Feifei.

Yuan Feifei raised her lips stiffly, glanced at Lu Qi secretly, and then nodded to Yingqian.

"Did you come back with Lu Qi?"

"yes."

Yingqian's attitude towards the only normal human being in this conference room is still very good.

But Yuan Feifei's expression was even more strange.

She glanced at Lu Qi again, then returned her gaze to Ying Qian, and finally lowered her head without saying a word.

"Miss, are you planning to leave?"

Brother Zhang finally couldn't bear it anymore, and gave Wang Lei a cold look.

Wang Lei understood immediately.

He strode up to Yingqian and raised his hand to grab her arm.

"This is no place for you to stay. Come on, I'll..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

Suddenly I felt a burst of cold air hit me.

The outstretched arm seemed to be clamped by an iron hoop.

No matter how hard Wang Lei struggled, he couldn't move.

He was startled and raised his head suddenly, only to meet a pair of cold eyes.

Lu Qi was clearly at the door of the conference room just now.

When did he get here?

Wang Lei didn't have time to think too much.

The hand holding his wrist was gradually increasing in strength.

He seemed to hear the screams of bones.

Cold sweat covered his face.

Horror completely filled my heart.

Wang Lei opened his mouth wide and looked at Lu Qi with a look of horror in his eyes.

"Lu...Brother Lu, I know I was wrong, please go around me once..."

His pleas were worse than falling on deaf ears.

Lu Qi didn't care at all about the farce that framed these guys.

But I want to move Yingqian...

Just touched his reverse scale!

Wang Lei's wrist is gradually twisting and deforming.

His face was pale, his tall and strong body was hunched over, and his clothes were completely soaked in sweat.

The conference room was filled with his wails.

It makes everyone's scalp numb.

"No rush."

Yingqian finally spoke.

Just looking at Lu Qi, he let go of his hand very obediently.

Wang Lei fell to the ground, holding his trembling wrists, as if he had been fished out of water.

He knew that Lu Qi was capable.

But with just one hand, he almost crushed his wrist bones.

Why does he have so much strength?

Wang Lei wanted to get ahead before.

But now, it's difficult to even stand up.

Ying Qian sank into the soft office chair, raised his thin and straight calves, looked down at Wang Lei, and said:

"Let's talk slowly."

She tilted her head.

The smile is simple and harmless.

But it made Wang Lei and the old man with white beard both tremble.
To be continued...