Chapter 708

Feeling the crisp itch on his hands, fan MingEn's heart is not only a strange rise, but also a thick and heavy breath.

But when Yao Xianghe put on fan MingEn's suit and tie with his other hand, fan MingEn frowned and pushed Yao Xianghe away.

"Master Yao, we are a strategic partnership, not a physical partnership. Please clarify."

Fan MingEn's coldness changed Yao Xianghe.

She cast a gloomy look at fan MingEn, and she said with a sarcastic smile: "after all, don't you think I'm old?

In terms of beauty, the little daughter-in-law of the Jiang family must be more attractive to you? "

Hearing this, fan MingEn's face suddenly changed.

He stares at Yao Xianghe fiercely. The thunder in his eyes flickers. He clenches his teeth and says, "Yao Xianghe, what do you want to do?"

"Oh! Fan Shao really loves her.

I didn't expect that fan MingEn, the president of Tangtang Yunxiao group and master fan MingEn, who returned from studying abroad, would like a married woman.

If this is known by the holy hand of the Jiang family, even the Yunxiao group will not be able to resist the Revenge of the Jiang family? "

Every time Yao Xianghe said a word, fan MingEn breathed a minute.

Feeling the murderous spirit of fan MingEn, Yao Xianghe knows that he can't play too much.

She showed a strange smile: "don't worry, fan Shao, it will be a secret forever before the honeymoon period of our cooperation is over."

"Well, I have to go back to Ji's house to deal with things. Fan Shao, take your time."

Yao Xianghe got up with a smile and left the room.

"Bang!"

After Yao Xianghe left, fan MingEn smashed the antique vase on the wooden shelf like a raging lion!

His pupils contracted, his face turned white, and he recalled the night.

Recalling the struggle on the ground Jiang Zhong, and his dying that full of ominous curse. 52 literature www.52wpe.com

"You, you... No... have to... Good, good... Die!"

Fan MingEn shivered all over, and his heart was cold.

He looked out of the window at the sky, his eyes shot up.

"Yao Xianghe, you must die!"

The back door of the restaurant leaned against the wall and hid in the dark. After Yao Xianghe came out from the top of the clouds, he threw his cigarette end on the ground and trampled it out.

A sad sneer came out of the corner.

...

the seventh day of its opening.

The accusation of night food on the Internet seems to have faded away in recent days.

But this is not the show has passed, but netizens are slowly forgetting the night food, instead into the line of sight is the top of the cloud.

This kind of Internet forgetting is undoubtedly fatal to a restaurant.

This shows that the restaurant is no longer worth discussing.

When the word "night food" can not be splashed on the Internet, it means that it is completely farewell to this era.

Today's night food is empty and empty.

Employees seem to be abandoning themselves, playing cards, mobile phones and daze in the hall.

All in all, none of them worked hard.

What makes Murong listen to dream and Li Dafa look ugly is that several security guards and waiters did not come to work today.

When they called them, they received a very uniform response: they went back to their hometown to start a business, so they resigned.

However, these people's figure, actually appears in the distant cloud top!