Chapter 238

Mumbling voice, afraid I can't hear the same.

Like the middle-aged women who exchange gossip outside, it's just more disgusting.

It's the opposite door, but my relationship with her is almost cold below zero, and the well water doesn't invade the river.

But every time I met something on my side, she would spare no effort to jump out and add vinegar behind her back.

I don't care about fame or what others say, but it doesn't mean I can tolerate these behaviors.

"Enough?"

I just opened the door and looked at her faintly.

The smoke was crushed out by me in the ashtray on the cabinet.

I just looked at her quietly. She stuck out that half of her head and didn't look very good.

As if he had been humiliated, he said angrily, "am I wrong? The son of others is clean and innocent. He has done evil. He doesn't do clean things, so he has to pull up the son of others."

"If I say, I'd better let others go. Fortunately, I've kept an eye on my old man. Otherwise, who knows whether you will be hooked..."

"Ah...!"

Before she finished speaking, she gave a terrible cry.

I looked at her calmly from beginning to end, raised my hand, and smashed the plastic bag in front of her accurately.

All the small caged bags inside were scattered.

A little bit of it hit her.

There are a lot of things in the plastic bag, and the power to smash them out is not small.

At least she managed to shut up.

She saw that she was going to attack. I just sneered and said, "if you haven't been smashed enough and you can't shut up, don't blame others for helping you."

Then I closed the door.

The door closed loudly.

The corridor was quiet and there was no more movement.

There was only a rustle.

I don't have much emotion about that bag of breakfast. Even if I don't throw it away, I'll throw it into the dustbin.

I don't like procrastination. I've always been crisp and agile. There is only another special case in both peacetime and emotional affairs, which makes me deeply in the current situation.

Until I went out, the other side of the door had been cleaned up. There was no what I had just smashed out, and there was no excitement before.

I just paused, glanced, and went on.

If you are innocent, you can't be innocent at the opposite door.

People always have to pay for what they do. No matter who they are, they can't escape this principle.

When I went downstairs, there was a car waiting for me.

I walked forward and the car drove forward, just blocking my way.

I simply stopped and looked at the car for a moment.

The car is so bright that it's almost a Sao bag. Even if you don't think about it, you know who it is.

An Xun, whom I haven't seen for a long time, still came.

The last thing I want to provoke, and the last thing I want to deal with.

"Get in the car."

An Xun's window rolled down, leaned back in his chair, stretched out his arm and hooked his hand at me.

He took off his big sunglasses and showed his long and narrow Phoenix eyes. When he didn't smile, he also raised them slightly, with affection at the end of his eyes.

I looked like a dandy all over, but even so, I didn't lower my vigilance at all.

"No need."

I shook my head and refused.

Step back and keep a good distance.

I don't even know what an Xun doesn't give up. He's just trying to respond to Qin Langjun, or he just thinks it's funny.

But either way, I don't want to provoke.

"Get in the car."

He still looked like a fool, with a wicked smile on his mouth and accentuated his tone again.

The big sunglasses were pushed down by him and hung on the bridge of his nose, making him look more arbitrary.

"Ann, I want to know where I bumped into you before. If it's my fault, I'll apologize."

I slightly gathered my eyes and said sincerely.

Just a little cool and light was covered in his drooping eyes.

Now I just want to get rid of this trouble first. Even if I really apologize, I don't have any burden in my heart. It's just perfunctory.

"I can't see your sincerity in apologizing. Since you apologize, be sincere. Get in the car and invite me to dinner."

He still drove forward without giving up. The front of the car approached me infinitely, as if he was going to roll over me in the next second.

But Rao is the front of the car approaching infinitely. I still looked at him faintly and didn't intend to move.

Silent confrontation.

An Xun took off his sunglasses and felt a little impatient in his eyes.

But as he continued to approach, another car came out of nowhere and came.

It's just blocked.

It was only a tiny difference. The two cars were right in front of me and completely hit each other.

This later car is completely different from an Xun's car.

Black, always low luxury.

I have a vague idea in my mind.

But before I could think of it, the black car door opened and the driver who came out stood in front of me, "Miss Tang, it's time to go to the company. President Qin said let me pick you up."

As I vaguely guessed, it was indeed Qin Langjun's car.

But I didn't think he asked his driver to pick me up.

Today, when I joined the company, I thought I was low-key, but I didn't expect this kind of back door situation.

But by comparison, it is not an option to get rid of an Xun's entanglement.

"OK."

I don't mind. Follow.

But the Sao Bao's car also opened the door. An Xun came out with a long leg and his arm stopped me. Peach blossom had sharp eyes. "You always have to pay attention to first come, first come, and I should take it away."

The relationship between Anjia and the Qin family has always been tense.

The driver was not slow and full of formulaic response. It seemed that he had long thought of such an emergency and answered calmly.

"President Qin said that if you insist on stopping, you can't guarantee whether there will be problems in the bidding of the land you have set. Please think twice before you act."

The driver was neither arrogant nor humble. Rao was an Xun's imposing manner, and he didn't respond much.

This is a complete inheritance of Qin Langjun's work style.

This tense atmosphere is almost tense.

I lowered my eyes and smiled.

Rao is Qin Langjun is not here, and he really has enough backup hands to prepare for emergencies.

Just, how could he think that an Xun would come to trouble me?

"Oh, it's really the master who taught me. I really think I can hold me with this matter."

An Xun's peach blossom eyes were full of cold.

Reach out and grab my wrist.

I was caught off guard. I didn't expect it, so I grabbed my wrist hard.

A piercing pain, whizzing spread.

'PA'!

I subconsciously stretched out my hand and patted the back of his hand, but I didn't expect the voice to be so... Crisp.