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Chapter 739 Sao Rui! The way she struggles is quite interesting

Tang Yuan was still stunned and couldn't speak for a long time.

Brother Wang looked at Min Xin again: "You should also thank the little bastard. That unpleasant child is always your kindness... Min Xin, don't look like you don't admit it. If you don't admit it, it was the thing you did back then."

OK, Min Xin touched her nose and stopped talking.

Instead of caring about the unconventional women on the ground, Wang Jingyao walked slowly to the terrace and looked down at the bottom.

Outside his office, there were a crowd of people.

There were powerful people in the North City and flat heads, all of them stood there. Some people were ready to die, while others protested his decision with death.

Wang Jingchuan led his men to stop him, but there were always constant commotion below, and people kept talking loudly, and some were even cursing him for dying, and asking the whole of North City to be buried with him...

He didn't care about these things. Those who opposed the darkness had passed, and no one knew how much pressure he was in these two short days and one night.

In the north city and the east, as long as something happens in one place, Wang Jingyao will die a hundred times.

There are three minutes, two minutes, one minute...

Wang Jingchuan quickly walked upstairs and stood beside his boss.

I don’t know when Min Xin came here, and Zhou Yunchen, Mr. Lin, Chen Ming, Mr. Bo and Mrs. Bo all looked in a certain direction...

Wang Jingchuan, who was beside Wang Jingyao, held the watch and his voice was trembling: "Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Wang Jingyao closed his eyes slightly: "I believe in Anxi."

Everyone holds their breath, at this moment of life and death.

Wang Jingchuan's voice almost lost: "Three, two, one..."

Then, the whole world, quiet down.

The people below stopped talking and stopped talking and no longer making trouble.

Everyone was stunned.

OK, they OK.

They were not dead.

I don’t know who started it, but the people below began to shout Wang Jingyao’s name frantically, and then rushed to this side frantically. Wang Jingchuan turned his head and his voice trembled even more: “Sir, I’ll go down to comfort me.”

Wang Jingyao looked into the distance, his eyes were sour and astringent, and he smiled faintly for a while: "Jingchuan, you are a vague Yazi, have you never seen many strong winds and waves? This is a small scene."

Wang Jingchuan umbrellas a few times and said, "I'll go down now."

Wang Jingyao smiled, but his eyes became more and more sore. He sighed and said to Min Xin with a smile: "I don't know if he is old and has become fragile, so I can't stand such a scene."

Min Xin lowered his voice: "Now I admire you. You are better at identifying people than me."

Wang Jingyao still smiled, a little bitter: "After all these years, I can't appreciate it much. One is Xichen and the other is that little bastard, but it's still a couple."

Min Xin also laughed, but his voice became hoarse: "Maybe we are too sophisticated and are not worthy of love."

The old brother chuckled: "It's me who doesn't deserve it. How come you are not worthy?"

As he said that, he patted Min Xin on the shoulder: "Let's go, open the red wine to celebrate the celebration."

Min Xin followed behind: "There is always a cooking over there, why don't I go?"

"Let Zhou Yunchen go there." Brother Wang said meaningfully: "He is the most suitable candidate."

Min Xin suddenly realized it, and then looked at Zhou Yunchen.

Zhou Yunchen slowly stepped forward and looked at Wang Jingyao deeply: "I'll set off now."

Wang Jingyao gently played with the ring on his hand and said lightly: "Bo Qing is brought back and handed to me, the Bo family can't do this."

Zhou Yunchen nodded and then took someone there. He was in a very complicated mood when he went there.

Yunduo...is it really you?

...

Darkness.

When those last few seconds were counted out, everyone was waiting for the explosion of fireworks.

But after a second, no.

Two seconds, not even.

Song Jiaren looked at Gu Anxi blankly.

He narrowed his eyes with no affection: "You made the beauty?"

Song Jiaren was still confused, and then her affectionate eyes fell on Gu Anxi's face...
Chapter completed!
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