"Gu Shang."

Shen Chao's sinister voice clearly burst out with a dark tone, and he said the other person's name word by word: "You are just relying on me..."

"What did I do?" Gu Shang was not afraid at all, his breathing became rapid, and he sneered: "Now you only have the ability to call me? That's right, my father is dead, and you can't handle his medicine.

Fei came to threaten me, so I don't have to be afraid of you because of this."

I don't know which word Gu Shang mentioned, but the anger that was lingering in Shen Chao's chest suddenly disappeared.

"Gu Shang, calm down."

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down his emotions: "The whole thing is not what you imagined, and your dad didn't either..."

But it seems that Gu Shang did not finish listening to Shen Chao's words.

The sound of the door panel opening and closing was repeated twice. It was obvious that Gu Shang slammed the door and left, and Shen Chao chased after him.

Listening to the silence on the other end of the phone, Liu Zhenying hung up the four-minute-and-thirteen-second call, smacked his lips, and commented: "The two of them were arguing like two rookies."

"Well?" Qu Xiaojue was puzzled: "How do you say that?"

"You pecked it, and I pecked it."

Anyway, if it was her who was being bullied, she would definitely beat her up and let her know that the world does not revolve around one person.

Qu Xiaojue was amused by such adjectives. He freed up a hand to rub her face, and then clasped their fingers together: "Shen Chao's parents were very different from each other when he was a child. He has experienced too much since he was a child.

Many fathers love mothers, so naturally they don’t love others. They are like a primary school student who thinks that pulling the tail of a girl’s hair and making her cry is his way of expressing his love.”

Of course, this is not the reason for him to bully Gu Shang, nor is it an excuse for Qu Xiaojue to evade for him. It is just a simple statement of the facts.

Before Liu Zhenying could respond, the phone rang again in the not-so-large space.

However, this time it was Liu Zhenying’s own.

An unfamiliar number was displayed on the screen.

She glanced twice and picked up: "Hello."

"Liu Zhenying?"

There was a hint of familiarity in the tentative voice. Liu Zhenying thought for a few seconds: "Nanfeng?"

"Yes, it's me."

Nan Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Perhaps it was a day later, but his tone no longer felt the humiliation of being scolded last night, and he was slightly calmer: "Have you seen old Mr. George?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just want to remind you that old Mr. George is not a good-tempered person like what is said in the outside world. In other words, his temper will only show up when he likes it or is in a good mood.

, so if you want to talk to him about me, you'd better... just follow him."

Naturally, Nanfeng didn't take the initiative to remind Liu Zhenying very kindly. He was just worried that once Liu Zhenying had a falling out with Old George, it would affect him.

Naturally, he was worried that Liu Zhenyi would not agree, so he thought about it and spoke again: "I still have some power from the George family in my hands. If necessary, I can return this to Mr. George as a reward. I can take the rest as long as I can

Whatever happens, you can make the decision for me."

Nanfeng thought he was sincere, but Liu Zhenying was a person who did not follow common sense.

So when Qu Xiaojue was so worn down by her that he had to get out of the car to buy hamburgers for her, she was surrounded by four big men.

But they were obviously not here to make enemies, and even the leading bodyguard was respectful and polite: "Miss Liu, old Mr. George wants to invite you to come over, and I hope you can show your respect."
Chapter completed!