Wu Yulin really didn't see him, or he was angry. He didn't have the energy to notice that such a person came by.

Touching his chin, the Tang Dynasty angrily walked into chief s's office. Just stepped in, he took an exaggerated step back.

"Rui, have you just been shelled by terrorists?"

Look at the mess there, and the simplicity and cleanliness of the mayor's office?

The dignified Mr. s has a colorful face. His suit jacket is torn, his shirt buttons are almost finished, and his tie is loose and tenacious around his neck. It looks funny.

Feng churui wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, calmly stood up from the ground and looked at the still intact sofa, "sit at will."

With that, he went to his desk, picked up the phone and asked secretary Wu to ask the cleaner to come in and clean up. By the way, he bought a tea table and came back.

The Tang Dynasty tiptoed, jumped, jumped, avoided the messy ground, jumped to the sofa, looked at it with disgust, and finally sat down like an uncle.

Feng churui took off his tie and asked, "what can I do for you?"

At the mention of this, the Tang Dynasty became angry. "I said, can you turn off my phone if something happens? Do you know Uncle Wu and uncle Feng are about to blow up my mobile phone! Mom! It's the dead goods thief Rongyan who turned off the phone early, otherwise I won't be disturbed by the storm and clean up the mess for you!"

"What do you say?" Feng churui stopped his action and looked at him with deep eyes.

The Tang Dynasty leaned back heavily, "what else can I say? Now I'm a special envoy to convey Uncle Wu and uncle Feng's will. If you don't answer the phone and talk about it head-on, just wait for them to kill you!"

"But then again," said an agitator in the Tang Dynasty, sitting up straight and warning him, "enough is enough. Don't play too much."

Feng churui rubbed his forehead tired, "I know."

The Tang Dynasty skimmed its mouth and hugged its chest with both hands, "it's best."

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The next day, Wu Xuewei's mood eased.

She came down to breakfast early in the morning, which stunned Wu Changshu, Wu Dechang and Mrs. Wu. However, after being stunned, she was happy and hurried to ask her to sit down.

"Come to Xuewei, sit down quickly. The kitchen has made your favorite seafood porridge. Try it quickly."

"Grandpa, mom and Dad, good morning." Wu Xuewei sat down obediently, took the spoon handed by her mother and bowed her head to drink porridge.

The three looked forward to her. Wu Xuewei was staring at her eagerly. "It's fresh and delicious!"

The big stone in Wu Changshu's heart fell and told her with a smile: "if it's delicious, eat more. There's still a lot in the kitchen."

Wu Xuewei nodded, and Wu Dechang asked with concern, "Xuewei, what's the grade A?"

"Three days later."

"That's fast. It's only a few days. Take advantage of the last two days of vacation, go shopping and massage with your friends today. Buy whatever you like."

Wu Dechang wanted her to do other things to distract her. She stayed at home and got sick sooner or later.

She is a bit stubborn. Once she thinks about something in one way, ten cows can't change it.

"I see, Dad." Unconsciously, she stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon. In fact, she didn't eat a few bites. Wu Xuewei hesitated for a long time before she summoned up the courage to say, "Grandpa, mom and Dad, don't interfere in this matter. We'll deal with it ourselves..."