Fake daughters are wealthy

The old lady Xie immediately lowered her face and gave her a fierce look: "I will leave sooner or later!"

"Cut." Singer felt that it was boring, and he was too lazy to argue with her.

She could see that this old woman didn't have a close relationship with that Sun of Hongmeng as she said, and what she said before that she would be able to leave here soon was just bragging.

These people have enmity with Sun.

How could the Red League boss let them go so easily.

The changes in the past two days made the nerves of the people present tense, everyone was in a bad mood, and they had quarreled several times in private.

Now it's just that they can't get out, and they barely stay together.

"If I had known that this kind of thing would happen, I would not have agreed to come to any illegal area. I didn't participate in the incident at all, so why should I bear it?"

"That's right. Whoever is involved is going to find someone. Those of us are just here to find someone according to the request of the family. The ghost knows that we are involved in this kind of thing."

Continuous complaints.

He was implicated inside and outside the words.

Mrs. Xie, as the only person present who had participated in the hunt, was undoubtedly embarrassed by being squeezed out.

With a gloomy face, she was about to shake her hands and go back to the upstairs room.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

Everyone in the hotel lobby followed the sound and looked over.

I saw a black car parked outside the door at some point, and a young man got out of the car. The double-breasted windbreaker set off the man's slender figure. Picking it up, he looked inside, very talkative: "Excuse me, is Mrs. Xie inside?"

The whole place was dead silent.

At this juncture, they are all trapped here.

How could the person who came to us at this time be an ordinary person, and the other party would name and name one of them as soon as they came up.

Needless to say who it is.

Singer swallowed: "You are?"

The man looked easy to talk, but he was not as easy to talk to as he looked. At least he didn't pay attention to Singer, and he didn't even linger out of the corner of his eye: "I have something to do with Mrs. Xie, please someone call someone for me."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other vigilantly, but no one moved.

About ten seconds passed.

The man at the door suppressed the smile in his eyes, moved his slender fingers down his skirt, and slightly curled up the corners of his lips: "It seems that everyone is unwilling to help this favor."

The atmosphere, which was already close to freezing point, dropped by one degree, and everyone felt the oppression from strangers.

Singer sensed the danger very sharply, and pointed to Mrs. Xie who hadn't gone far from the stairs: "She's there."

**

upstairs.

The dark guard learned about the situation below and was reporting to the young man in the room.

"Young Master Zhai, Ye Wangchuan is here."

"The people from Xie's family were taken away."

"The people who were staring at us outside are still there."

Standing by the window, Zhai Xicheng saw Mrs. Xie getting into the car, looking back at every step, and watched the car drive away.

A dark light flashed in his eyes, and he said indifferently: "Finally, she can't help but find someone to settle the account of that year."

The dark guard couldn't figure out his mind, so he peeked at him puzzled.

Zhai Xicheng seemed to have eyes on his back, he knew what the dark guard was thinking even though he didn't look back, he said in a low voice, "Oh, Qiao Nian is not the kind of person you think who would retaliate indiscriminately."