Chapter 972

Yu Xiangxiang really wants to know why he didn't die in the fire.

"Mom, why are you the only one at home? What about my brother? " Yu Xiang knows that those two old people must have gone out to play mahjong so late.

"Your brother, he's going out for a walk, and he'll be back soon." As Qiu Chunlan painted his nail polish on his face, he spoke with a flickering voice.

"Get out there! Mom, did he go gambling again? " Yu fragrant slightly angry said.

"No, he really just went out for a walk."

Yu Xiangfang thought that he was very tired, just after accompanying Mr. Yao, now he came back to know that his brother went gambling again. He threw his bag on the sofa and said angrily, "Mom, how did you promise me a few days ago? You said you would take good care of him and not let him go out gambling."

"He told me that his hands were itchy, so he went out to play and came back." Qiu Chunlan used to be a very independent person.

But since her husband died, her son has become like that again, so the woman who had her own ideas has become cowardly.

If a woman's husband dies and her son has another accident, she really has nothing to rely on.

So now Qiu Chunlan is not very likely to oppose Yu Zhiyuan's request.

But after Yu Xiang started to manage the company, she didn't have the ability, and her temper was rising day by day.

"Play a little, he once is not a little play, and then lose tens of thousands of back." Yu Xiangfang felt that if it wasn't for her family, she wouldn't be so tired.

"Don't worry, fragrant. Your brother is really just playing a little this time. He promised me."

"Well, I tell you, this time he lost money and came back, it's absolutely impossible for me to pay his debt. I have no money." Yu Xiangqi sat on the sofa and drank the water.

Just at this time, Yu Zhiyuan came back and heard Yu Xiang's roar all the way back. Some of them came into the room like hooligans and said, "why, now that I'm the general manager, I really think I'm a character. It doesn't matter who the company is

On a hot day, Yu Zhiyuan was still wearing long sleeves and trousers, but still could not cover up the scars on his neck and face.

What a look really is strange frightening, looks like some ferocious appearance.

If you go out at night, you have to cry.

"Yu Zhiyuan, you have the face to come back. How did you promise me last time? You said you would not gamble again." Yu Xiang looks at Yu Zhiyuan angrily.

"I just went to gamble. What can you do with me? Go away, dead yellow haired girl. It's not your turn to deal with Laozi's affairs. " Yu Zhiyuan said in a vicious voice, that looks like a living hooligan.

He sat down on the sofa, put his legs on the tea table, shook his legs and said with a natural look: "give me 100000 yuan tomorrow. I'm useful."

"A hundred thousand dollars? You lost money again? " Yu Xiang stood up in disbelief and looked at Yu Zhiyuan with wide eyes.

"You dead girl, who are you talking to! Try another word "lose." Yu Zhiyuan was depressed because he didn't win all day today.