She walked towards him step by step, stepped on the broken light on the ground, and smiled bitterly, "Don't you understand that there is no Wenchi, there is no Wenxi, that mafia Chinese godfather is my father, and I am a mixed-race."
He looked at her.He admits that she spoke beautifully, as if a great truth was revealed in front of him.But he couldn't understand a word.He didn't understand anything.Sky-high little wife: The president's 33rd appeal 3683 Suddenly, Wu Jiang didn't want to ask any more, and he didn't want to ask a word anymore.There's no need to ask again.He tossed the gun aside and turned to leave, Aanda grabbing his sleeve.This time, she didn't let him go."
Wu, you don't want to ask why I lied to you, why the godfather of China is not Wenchi, why Wenchi and Wenxi are not here" She grabbed his sleeve and didn't let him go, and said aggressively.The mobile phone vibrated in time, he shook off the girl's hand fiercely, picked up the mobile phone and connected the phone, and the phone was called by the domestic Li Juefeng.As soon as he connected the phone, Li Juefeng split his head and covered his face, "Wujiang, you will return to China immediately" in a very noisy voice.Like he's afraid he'll hear something he shouldn't have heard.He won't.Because he didn't want to hear it at all."
Stop him."
Aanda's voice sounded behind him, with a woman's unique charm, but it was heavy and oppressive."
Yes, Miss."
The thugs of the entire café rushed towards him in unison, and Wu Jiang threw one person to the ground without thinking.The sun was a little strong, and it was dazzling to him.He felt uncomfortable inexplicably, so he started to be more and more ruthless and sky-high little wife: the president's 33rd pit affair 3683 thug gradually fell in front of him, and Aanda's somewhat eager voice kept sounding behind him, "I don't understand why a perfect Chinese man like you only thinks of escaping when he encounters something, why does Li and Gu still help you escape"""A gangster was left behind by him."
Li and Gu want my father's help to make you think Wenxi is still alive.I heard it and wanted to approach you and see what a cowardly man who doesn't pursue the truth looks like. ”He stomped the thug's shoulder, his face stained with blood."
But I don't think you're like what I imagined, you're good, you're not cowardly, and you really like Wenxi""" The café was beaten up by him."
I always thought that it was your cowardice and evasion that killed Wenxi, but it turned out that it wasn't, it was you who tolerated her too much, because you didn't want her to suffer anything, so you chose to escape back then, and as a result, you indirectly staggered for so many years.""
Wu Jiang knocked down all the thugs.Aanda's voice kept coming to my ears.Look, he said that this foreign girl is very wordy, so annoyed that he wants to kill.If she continued to talk like this, he would definitely kill them all."
Wenchi and Wenxi died, they died a few years ago, they didn't run away, Wenxi died of a terminal illness," Aanda shouted especially loudly.Shout at the top of one's lungs.Then the whole café fell silent, so quiet that only the moans of the thugs were left.Wu Jiang's body stiffened.Blood gushed from the wound on his hand He stood there, his eyes were suddenly for a moment, and there was only one sentence left in his ear Wen Xi is sky-high little wife who died of a terminal illness: the president's 33rd intercession 3683 digression: I have been infected these days with a cough and was hospitalized with water, so I don't have much time to update, I'm sorry.Look, the full-text error-free debut novel, aoye, your best choice t: