Chapter 175 The living ancestor is the crazy girl (5)
The muscles on Yang Gan's face twitched, and he was so weak.
Where did Jun Cheng find his living ancestors?
What a **** drag.
Remembering that his family's woman was still in Gu Qingning's hands, Yang Gan looked at Fu Juncheng begging for help.
Whether he is a brother or not depends on the present.
Fu Juncheng couldn't stand watching his little lion hooking other people's shoulders.
Even if the other party is a woman, that won't work.
She can only tease him.
He stepped forward, stretched out his hand to pull back her hand, lowered his head close to her ear, and said in a deep and pleasant voice, "You are not from my family, I am from your family. Is this okay?"
The scorching breath scalded her face, Gu Qingning shrank her neck, her eyes dodged, "Who cares?"
She puts her elbows on his chest to keep him away.
Fu Juncheng smiled dumbly, and put his long arms around her slender waist, frank and natural.
"Be good, wait for dinner, there are quite a lot of good wine here."
Hearing the word "good wine", Gu Qingning paused and became interested, "Really?"
With his status, he has never seen anything good, and he can say that it is good wine, it must not be bad.
Fu Juncheng said "hmm", and a small smile flashed in his dark black eyes.
Smoothe the little lion, he already has his own coup.
The two of them were talking about his wine cabinet openly, but Yang Gan didn't have time to pay attention to it.
He walked up to Ye Qing, he took a step, Ye Qing took a step back.
The atmosphere of stalemate struck again.
Fu Juncheng and Gu Qingning also sensed the low pressure between them, Fu Juncheng raised his hand to touch Gu Qingning's head, and winked at her.
She looked at Ye Qing while talking, and changed the subject, "Why don't you take me there?"
Facing her loose clear eyes, Ye Qing nodded in a daze.
She calmed down, and said softly, "Then go upstairs?"
Gu Qingning nodded, Ye Qing walked upstairs without looking at Yang Gan.
Being treated as a transparent person, Yang Gan smiled wryly, but he was also slightly relieved.
At least Qingqing stopped fighting with him and calmed down temporarily.
Watching the two of them go upstairs, Yang Qian turned his face, and Fu Juncheng was already sitting on the sofa.
He walked over, sat down opposite him, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.
"Don't go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do, don't tell me you just came here for a meal."
His rice is not so attractive.
Fu Juncheng raised his eyebrows coldly, his expression indifferent, "I heard that someone picked on the black market?"
Yang Gan was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, "I really can't hide anything from you."
Fu Juncheng asked calmly, "Have you found someone?"
Yang Gan didn’t notice something was wrong yet, so he didn’t hide it and said, “There’s some clues, let’s get someone to catch them, but there’s no news yet.”
After finishing speaking, he added another sentence, "I heard that she is a crazy girl and has an accomplice."
crazy girl?
Fu Juncheng squinted his black eyes, the depths of his eyes were filled with coldness, and his tone was soft, "Unfortunately, there is something I haven't had time to tell you. My kid is the one who picked the black market."
Yang Gan Petrochemical, "..."
So the one who choked with him just now, and the living ancestor who went upstairs with his Qingqing, are...
crazy girl?
His face changed again and again, meeting Fu Juncheng's dark eyes, he suddenly remembered what he said in front of him just now, and suddenly wanted to bite his tongue and kill himself.
Considering that he could not beat Fu Juncheng in force, he cleared his throat, "First of all, you can't blame me for this."
(end of this chapter)