Chapter 35： Borrow fake (1/2)
The old Dao revealed this hand and everyone was shocked. The flower pot was quite heavy, and it was impossible to prevent it from falling straight. Who knew that his fluttering sleeves flew up, and the flower pot flew up again.
He Tian, who was free from headshots, was not afraid, but just stunned. He Zun and Li Yan looked moved, they saw clearly, this is not a magic juggling, real skills.
”Oh!”
Wang Wangyao was the most exaggerated. He was convinced by Lao Dao, and now he became more determined. He even changed his name: ”Old god, what you did just now ...”
”Qi Kung Fu inside ...”
The old man didn't want to talk more. He crossed the courtyard to the door and stopped the walkway: ”You don't have to send it, please come back.”
”Okay, we'll visit again the other day. If you have any requirements, we will certainly follow suit.”
After a few words of politeness, Fang got in the car and went straight to Taiqing Palace in the city.
He Hezun walked back to the house, first sprayed the naughty nanny, and then called He Tian, saying: ”You also saw that people have real patience. You can cooperate with me, don't you play with temper!”
”I see, isn't it just looking for someone?”
He Hetian crooked on the sofa, not paying attention to his mouth, but he attached great importance to his heart, and said, ”There are suspicions from that day. You can check them one by one.”
”Fuck your mother!”
He Hezun scolded casually, training: ”What are you doing as our family? This time has used a lot of relationships, and then toss, some people are not pleasing to the eye ... Lao Han!”
He called for a copy of his material, and threw it over: ”Look!”
He Hetian took a look at it, which was a list of several pages, all invited guests on the day of Chen Xiang Exhibition. Nearly half of them were marked with the meaning of contact.
”Pharaoh, Hu fat man, Lao Chen ... these don't have to think about it, I must have encountered them.”
He read a few good relationships first, then said: ”Tang Zheng, Zhang Lei, Tang Hui, Xiao Shan ... these have also shaken hands.”
To be honest, most of the people in Chen Xiangzhan know, and they have to be embarrassed. But He Tian is so arrogant that if you do n’t know the reason, it depends on you.
I identified a dozen people and swept down: ”Zeng Yuewei ...”
Huh!
He clenched his fist, and it was very complicated to mention this woman. He regretted that he didn't get into bed before he wilted, and was a little embarrassed and angry.
”She was with me the longest that day ...”
He Hetian said the next sentence, and swept towards the three names at the end, frowning: ”Jiang Xiaozhai? Hope? These two didn't make any impression ... Gu 玙, 艹!”
Aya slammed the file and shouted, ”Last time the kid was killed, I must kill him!”
”You give me a break, now it matters!”
He Hezun didn't like his son's character very much, but there was no way. Who let him be his own? He picked up the file and asked, ”Are there any physical contact between these three people?”
”Maybe not.”
”Like?”
”No, I shook hands with them lazily.”
”...”
He Hezun nodded, no longer asking, it seemed to me. He called Lao Han, and he just ordered two words, and suddenly said, ”Do you live here today, or go back?”
”Go back, what's the point?”
He Hetian got up, drew out the car key, and said, ”OK, I'm gone.”
He said that when he hanged out as a child, He Zun also used to conceal a trace of emotions, and returned to the old-fashioned stance.
Uh ...
Ye Ye, Taiqing Palace.