Wen Xiqin smiled awkwardly, sat next to Jing Mohao, and said as if to lighten the atmosphere, "Hao, we haven't seen each other for a while.
Because of the matter of taking away my title of Queen Designer last time, I was not spared.
When someone talks about you, tell me, should you buy me a drink?"
Jing Mohao smiled heartily and said in a comforting tone, "I should ask you to help me.
Seeing that he was following her words, Wen Xiqin's smile widened even more.
She turned around and pushed her hand towards the housekeeper, "Did you hear that?
Hao said he wanted to have two drinks with me, but he didn't go get two bottles of good wine."
"Hey, okay."
The butler found the opportunity to go out.
The embarrassment on his face immediately turned into an apologetic smile, and he turned around and walked out.
But before he could even step out of the door, he fell down beside the door, his head hitting the ground with a muffled "bang" sound.
There was a fresh blood hole on his back, right in the heart, gushing blood.
Wen Xiqin turned around and saw a gleaming silver silenced gun being held by a man.
The man gently blew into the muzzle of the gun that had just been used, and slowly moved the muzzle down, aiming at the woman beside him. .
Wen Xiqin's face was slightly green, and she grasped the gun body with her palm to move the muzzle away, but found that the man increased his strength, which was a symbol of his firm intention to kill.
Wen Xiqin could no longer laugh at this moment, and her already deserted face was covered with a layer of green frost.
However, she still tried her best to try to please her and tried to say, "Hao, what are you doing?
Put down the gun.
It's all If you have something to say to yourself, please speak it up."
"Oh, one of my own."
Jing Mohao let go slightly and turned the muzzle of the gun to the ceiling, giving her a chance to speak.
Wen Xiqin could hear the deep distrust in his tone.
She quickly organized her words in her mind, trying hard to maintain the image of a good friend by his side.
She said jokingly, "Can you stop being so suspicious all day long?
Let me tell you, my parents sent someone to bring me a message, saying that your father misses you very much."
Although he spoke in a joking manner, his words contained a tremor that came from nowhere.
"Oh, it's true."
A burst of surprise flashed in Jing Mohao's eyes, and Wen Xiqin happened to capture the moment.
"Of course, and I heard that your father is preparing a big gift for you recently.
He actually loves you very much," Wen Xiqin's voice finally returned to normal, but her eyes still drifted unconsciously from time to time.
The muzzle of the gun in the man's hand.
With Jing Mohao's personality, he didn't need any warning signs to shoot.
Jing Mohao's face remained calm, but he sneered in his heart.
Big gift Should we make the queen mother's bones into cakes or build them into building blocks and give them to him as toys?
Love him Yes, he did love him very much and could always use the sharpest means to hurt him.
Jing Mohao raised his eyes and looked around at the white walls, and nodded with satisfaction, "I think this place is good, why not let him exchange the gift for this hilltop?"
Wen Xiqin didn't know what he heard outside the window just now, and how much he heard.
She didn't dare to talk easily, so she could only pretend to be intimate and said, "Oh, I can't make the decision, but I'm sure your father will give it to you."
The gift is worth more than this mountain.
I can’t wait to find out what that gift is.
Hao, when do you plan to go back and take a look?"
Seeing that he couldn't dig out any real information, Jing Mohao immediately decided to use the trick
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