1590 third masterâs super god-level black-bellied, cabbage wants to jump out of the wall _1
wu su, the qiao familyâs courtyard.
qiao zhichu was sitting in the courtyard with a small carving knife in one hand and his phone in the other. he carefully studied the photo chen wang had sent him and made a call.
ten seconds later, the call connected. â hello, yingluo. â
âchen wang, youâre so capable! you did it on purpose, didnât you? thereâs a boundless forest in the world, yet youâre determined to hang yourself on this tree. youâre not letting me live well, are you?â
âsheâs so young, donât you have any shame?â
âi treat you like a brother, but you actually tried to run away from my cousin?â
......
qiao zhichu spoke for a long time, but there was no response from the other side. he narrowed his eyes. â donât play dead, i know youâre listening. say something. â
âwho told you that iâm going to court your cousin?â
âthen tell me, whatâs the meaning of this photo?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
he had looked for him earlier because of fu huan. his aunt and the rest were clearly around, but he insisted on taking a solo photo of fu huan and sending it to him. if this wasnât a provocation, what was it?
âzhichu, arenât you overthinking things? i just gave her a casual pat and she just happened to sit opposite me, and she entered the frame.â
qiao zhichu always had the hope that he was overthinking things and that they had nothing to do with each other. he didnât want his uncle to be offended when his computer was hacked.
âyouâre serious?â
normal people liked to think positively and use it to numb themselves, and qiao zhichu was the same.
however, just as he felt his nerves relax a little, he heard someoneâs low laughter ...
âeven if i wanted to pursue her, what could you do?â
qiao zhichuâs fingers tightened around the carving knife, and â bang bang bang â, his nerves suddenly broke. this bastard was deliberately provoking him!
âwhy donât you go and tell third master?â
âyouâre the one who brought me to the fu family. actually, weâre in the same boat from the start. if this boat capsizes, i donât mind drowning, but zhichu ...â
âeven if you didnât drown and came ashore safely, iâm afraid youâll be covered in dirty water and canât be washed away.â
qiao zhichu gritted his teeth in hatred. he had always known that chen wang was a shrewd and scheming person. in the past, when they played around together, they would encounter some problems. at that time, he knew that this kid looked handsome but was actually full of evil tricks.
in the past, it was the two of them who dealt with others, so they naturally felt comfortable. but now that this bad trick was used on them, then ...
he felt uncomfortable all over!
chen wang looked at the other side and didnât speak for a long time. he just chuckled and said, â sheâs not old. iâm not so crazy as to do anything to her. â
ânot doing anything?â qiao zhichu snorted. that means youâre thinking about it and have some thoughts?â
âiâll go in and eat first. letâs talk when weâre free.â
without waiting for qiao zhichu to speak, the other party hung up the phone in a hurry. he was so angry that he clenched his carving knife and wanted to find something to vent his anger on.
when he looked up, he saw a lithe and graceful figure standing in the courtyard. he frowned slightly. when did she arrive?
however, the person was very calm. he came over with a bowl of white fungus soup. â auntie asked me to bring it over. â
qiao zhichu didnât take the bowl. the soup was still steaming hot, and he stared at the person in front of him. â what did you hear? â
âeven if i said i didnât hear anything, you wouldnât believe me, right? since thatâs the case, why ask?â
âitâs better for people to live a muddled life. being too smart will easily cause trouble.â qiao zhichuâs warning was meant to tell her to shut her mouth regardless of whether she knew or not.
she only smiled. â are you talking about yourself? â
qiao zhichu narrowed his eyes. he had an impulse ...
he wanted to silence her!
**
rural area, beijing
a small family gathering was just for fun. they drank a little wine and just had a meal, so it naturally didnât take too long. towards the end, the elders were chatting. fu huan sat at the side and played go, while chen wang sat beside her and occasionally gave her guidance.
there was still some distance between their seats. even if their fingers occasionally touched the screen, both sides were restrained and distant, and there was no difference in their expressions.
song fengwan looked at the two of them and suddenly thought of the daily interactions between fu qinyuan and fu huan ...
when she was young, fu qin used to be an older brother, so he would naturally help his younger sister with her homework. â fu huan, is there something wrong with your brain? why donât you know this? â
âwhatâs your brain for?â
âi might as well teach you, little fool fu.â
because of this nickname, fu huanxiao ignored him for a week. however, chen wang was completely different. even if fu huan made the wrong move, he would not criticize him. he was also very good at speaking.