Chapter 202

"Young master, you haven't slept yet." Quan San's voice came from the phone cautiously.

Since he knew that Quan Jue had serious anger of getting up, he wisely chose not to call Quan Jue at night or in the morning.

"You say it." Quan Jue sat on the bed and said faintly.

"Well, sir, he was very angry that you didn't see him when you went back to Beijing. Sir, I want you to come back tomorrow. He wants to see you Quan San said.

"No time." Right Jue light says, "I won't leave white city again recently."

"But..."

"There's nothing else. Go to bed early." Quan Jue finished and hung up.

Right three over there, helplessly staring at the mobile phone.

How dare you not pay attention to your husband? This young master is really willful.

But when he thought of Quan Jue's means, Quan San thought again.

This young master is better than any one of the Quan family. No wonder he values him so much. He really has willful capital.

In fact, the night in Baicheng is similar to that in other metropolises, with neon lights flashing.

In a small rental house located in the South District, there is no light in the room less than 30 square meters, and all kinds of domestic garbage are littered on the ground.

There is a computer desk beside the small bed. The light from the computer screen reluctantly brings light to the room. The walls of the room are covered with photos.

Those photos are all the same girl in white school uniform. Some girls walk with their friends, some listen carefully in class, some sleep on the desk

Even the photos on the computer desk belong to the girl.

The girl in the photo is wearing a milk white lamb hair sweater, followed by a tall and thin teenager, not just Chi Jiao and Quan Jue.

There is a girl sitting in front of the computer desk.

Her face of mediocre features was staring at Quan Jue in the photo with envious eyes.

"Smelly man, smelly man should die!" The girl holds a fruit knife in one hand and a cartoon doll in the other.

She kept poking the cartoon doll into her body. The light of the computer screen reflected on her face, reflecting the ferocious smile on her lips.

- angels can't be defiled by those smelly men. She will kill all smelly men who are close to angels.

So thinking, the girl suddenly giggled.

Strange laughter echoed in the quiet rental room, like ghosts.

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the next day, weekend.

Today is Xu Ye's birthday party. Chi Jiao wants to have a look at Xu's family and may find some clues about Quan Jue's mother.

Chi Mingwei didn't come back all night and hasn't come back until now, so Chi Jiao and Quan Jue ate breakfast together.

Chi Jiao stirs the Oatmeal Milk in the bowl with a delicate spoon and looks at Quan Jue without blinking.

Quan Jue's movements are very elegant when he is eating.

Some people are like this, without any training and training, he has a natural aristocratic elegant temperament.

It looks pleasant.

"What do you want to say?" Quan Jue suddenly asked.

Chi Jiao's eyes widened in surprise: "brother Quan, do you know how to read the mind when you tell the truth?"

Right Jue picked to pick lips, "is your eyes can't hide mind."

From the beginning of breakfast, xiaojiaoqibao often delivered to him the expression of his eyes.