
His little butler didn't even come out to greet him ...
Fu Jiu lowered his head in confusion. He still needed to use his hands to drag Feng Shang along, so he did not realize that the only extended Lincoln in Jiang City was parked in the darkness along the side of the road.
There was no one in the hall.
Fu Jiu raised his eyebrows and went straight upstairs. He wanted to wash Baby Feng's face first.
But to his surprise, as he pushed his door open, Qin Yang Almighty, the only person who should not be here, appeared before his face, holding a book that used to be on his shelf. The god-like handsome face was calm and peaceful, and he lazily sat on the wooden chair, in his black suit and Italian handmade leather shoes. He leaned his elbow on the armrest. His eyes were as cold as the cold autumn outside, but his voice was still as indifferent as ever. "So here you are!"
Fu Jiu stopped. He sounds like his older brother.
He wants to explain. He tightened his hands, and Student Feng jumped out from behind. “Ii-idol, let's drink again! And then, III will go to your place and sleep around!"
"Sleep?" Qin Mo repeated as he stood up with a half smile. The depth of his eyes emitted a coldness. “Not bad, go home with the second young master of the Feng family. Now there's my great sister!”
The words of Qin Yang Almighty mean the exact opposite!
A person as intelligent as Fu Jiu would definitely not be foolish with such a confrontation. He laughed lightly, “We had a team meeting today, and it went really well so we drank a little. I couldn't let her go home like this, so I took her home with me. Brother Mo, I did nothing to Baby Feng, I swear. Otherwise, his older brother would kill me! ”
"I'm not sure if his brother will kill you, but if you do it again ..." Qin Mo approached, and his breathing felt extremely cold as it hit Fu Jiu's face. "I'll break your claws and legs."
Hearing his words, Fu Jiu touched his nose and glanced at the physics book on his desk. Want to not want him to feel surprised.. les again?
Even if this god wanted to teach him, he would go to school; he would not come to his place.
Fu Jiu now realized how serious this situation was. A businessman who saw time as a god-like life would never wait for anyone. With his personality, he would have to regain this loss from her at any cost.
It was good that Qin Mo was not in a hurry to bake Fu Jiu. He turned around and pulled out his phone. His eyes were still focused on her as he dialed the number with his long finger.
Manager Feng who was at the evening party with his team was surprised to see a call coming in. From CEO?
The Almighty never called him first?
Previously, this god would only pick up his phone after he called him five times. Sometimes, this god would say, "Feng Yi, don't call me all the time if nothing matters, understand?"
He was anxious to throw away his phone when he heard these words at that moment!
Now.. huft, huft!
Manager Feng coughed seriously and lowered his voice. He tried very hard to be mature and calm about the situation. "CEO Qin, what's wrong?"
On the other side of the call, there seemed to be someone smiling. “Feng Yi, I gave you twenty minutes to come to Fu's residence and pick up your drunk sister. If I don't see you here in twenty minutes, you can get yourself a plane ticket to South Africa, and I'll take your sister there in a package too. Are we clear?”
He asked if it was clear?
What kind of place is South Africa? A country where he can only eat shit?
"CEO Qin, wait, I'm on my way now!"