Mrs. Waste Wood Exploded Again

Chapter 696: Who do you call lame? (one)

   Chapter 696 Who do you call lame? (one)

   After thinking about it, Wan Yi said: "Miss Qin, with your ability, you will definitely break out of the world in this Fengdu. If there is a chance, you can find a way to meet the head of the Feng family."

   As long as Qin Yurou saw him, he would not understand anything, but he had no way to tell her these words.

Qin Yurou didn't take it seriously, and smiled slightly: "I know, Wan Lao, the Feng family has strict rules. If something happens, I will come to you. By the way, the alchemist from the Feng family has taken a fancy to my talent and has already Accept me as a disciple."

"Really?" Wan Yi's face was full of joy, "Miss Qin, you are gold, you will shine no matter where you are, you came to Fengdu by gaining Feng Xiaoxiao's admiration by your own abilities, but she...relied on a man ."

   Wan Yi felt some contempt in his heart, especially since that man had nothing to do with her, and would have to return it to Feng Xiaoxiao sooner or later.

  …

   Ink House.

   Mr. Mo had a cold face and asked lightly, "Is there any movement in the second room these few days?"

  The guards stood under Mr. Mo's head, and replied respectfully, "Report to the Patriarch, except that there are often people looking for Madam Lan, they haven't made any noise in the past few days."

"Well," Old Man Mo's eyes flashed a cold light, and he said with an expressionless face, "In a few days, it will be Mo Qianqiu's banquet, and on that day, I will announce Mo Qianqiu and the girl from the Feng family. marriage."

   That girl Feng Xiaoxiao was so infatuated, she really didn't understand what that **** Mo Qianqiu was thinking.

  I don't want such a good girl, but I want a useless Feng Xun!

   Mr. Mo's lips curled into a sneer, but his eyes were firm.

   Now that the grandson has made a choice, it is necessary for him, as a grandfather, to ruthlessly correct his choice.

at the same time.

  In the backyard of Mofu.

  Feng Xun saw the boy moving his wheelchair towards her from a distance.

   The young man had a smile on his face, long white hair, as handsome as a painting.

  Before, it was this kind of face that made Feng Xun lose himself, and finally he was chased and killed by him for many years.

   Later…

   became her unforgettable nightmare.

   But, seeing the young man's smile, Feng Xun couldn't help shivering again, and stepped back a few steps, his eyes full of solemnity.

  Perhaps aware of Feng Xun's expression, the corner of the boy's mouth twitched, but he finally put down that smile.

   "Summer, you and I will go to the banquet in a few days, and you must finish the show."

  Feng Xun was silent for a moment and asked, "Hongmen Banquet?"

  What kind of banquet will the old man of the Mo family prepare for him? It is clearly a feast of Hongmen!

   After all, the old man hadn't cared about Mo Qianqiu all these years, so how could the banquet not be a Hongmen banquet.

   "Almost," Mo Qianqiu smiled lightly, "I know very well what he wants to do, so you have to come with me in a few days."

  Feng Xun stretched lazily: "It seems that the clean days that I finally had, are about to disappear..."

   In the past few days, no one in Mo's house bothered her. She was so quiet that even Yu Kun was stuffed by her to Wan Ying, so she didn't bother her anymore.

   As a result, such peaceful days have disappeared within a few days.

   "What I promised you will be done naturally, don't worry, I will do everything in the play."

  Feng Xun narrowed her eyes, but she did not forget that Mo Qianqiu had told her that the woman had tortured A Yan and Qian Ge.

   (end of this chapter)

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