With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

The old man of the Qiao family was so frightened to death that he immediately knelt down on the ground in cold sweat and said tremblingly: "Third Master, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I didn't know it was you, so I didn't know what to say." Zheyan, you don't remember the faults of villains, please forgive me this time!"

Although their Qiao family is not a small family in the imperial capital, it is nothing compared to the Fu family.

Mr. Fu has always been cruel and ruthless in his methods, and he has a temperament of revenge. If he holds grudges because of this, their Qiao family will be over.

Fu Hanyu didn't even look at him, coaxing Song Yu: "Since he keeps saying that he wants to make other people's families go bankrupt and disappear, then my husband will let their families disappear, okay?"

"Third Master." The old man of the Qiao family yelled in horror, and said in a panic: "I really didn't know that this lady belonged to you, and it was all our fault. Miss Song, you have a lot of adults, so please forgive us. Just once."

Song Yu shook his head, gave him a weak look, and shrank into Fu Hanyu's arms as if he was afraid: "I'm not an adult, but a little girl."

idiot!

He dared to threaten her like this at the entrance of the hospital, and even dared to let someone do something to her. If he was an ordinary person, he could only be coerced by him, and if he was taken away by him, it was self-evident what terrible things would happen.

Moreover, seeing how confident and unscrupulous the Qiao family has been in the same line, they must have done this kind of bullying and threats in the past.

The old man and his son were entwined with resentment. Together, the two of them had at least a dozen innocent lives in their hands.

"Miss Song, what happened this time was our fault. We were too worried about Xuexue's safety to do such an irrational thing." Father Qiao also stood up and looked at her pleadingly: "I know , you are also a mother, you must know how anxious parents will be if something happens to their child."

"Yes, Ms. Song, we will apologize to you and give you a present. Just say what you want, and as long as our Qiao family can give it, we will give it to you." The old man of the Qiao family was terrified, and looked at Fu Hanyu humbly, Started to talk about friendship: "Third Master, you may not know that I am good friends with your aunt Xiao Tao, and I had the honor to meet you once at her birthday party."

The reason why he recognized Mr. Fu was because he met him once at Xiao Tao's birthday party two years ago.

Fu Hanyu's eyes darkened slightly.

Song Yu tugged on his sleeve, coquettishly: "Honey, they are so annoying, let's go, I'm hungry."

Fu Hanyu smiled dotingly, and leaned closer to her, his sexy voice was a bit hoarse, but it became more provocative: "Let's go buy two more roasted sweet potatoes."

"Okay." Song Yu smiled and nodded with crooked eyebrows, earnestly counting with his fingers: "Let's take one more for Grandpa and one for Uncle Zhou. Xunbao and Zebao can only eat one."

"Okay." Fu Hanyu put her coat on her body, carefully wrapped a scarf around her, and then took her hand to buy roasted sweet potatoes.

Qiao's father and son watched them leave, and got up to chase after them.

Cheng Xi stopped them, looked at them coldly, telling them: You are finished, you are dead.

Ms. Song didn't bother the Qiao family's short-sighted people. They were lucky. First, Qiao Xue posted a small composition with a rhythm, slandering and slandering Ms. Song.

Now, her grandfather and father came to threaten her again. This is when there is a way to heaven, they will not go, and there is no way to hell, they will come in. When it comes to hell, no one can stop it.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger.

After Fu Hanyu and Song Yu bought roasted sweet potatoes, they got in the car and left.

Seeing the car disappear in front of his eyes, the old man of the Qiao family fell limp on the ground in despair, his eyes were empty and haggard, as if he had aged ten years suddenly.

Father Qiao asked him anxiously: "Dad, what should we do now? What should we do now?"

How could they be so unlucky to get into trouble with Mr. Fu's woman.

Moreover, that woman is still a character of vengeance. They begged her so humblely, and she was unwilling to forgive them.

The old man of the Qiao family was still calm at the moment, and said: "Why panic? I'll call Xiao Tao and ask her to help mediate with the Fu family and speak good words for our family. You should investigate the Song family now and prepare to Good gift, let's go to the door to apologize."

at this time.

What else can I do?

Of course, we must do everything we can to keep the Qiao family's business.

In Fu's house, Xiao Tao is very good at speaking and has a very high status. With her help to speak, and then going to Song's house to give gifts and apologize, the matter should be resolved.

Not far away, Peng Ke, who was squatting by the tree, tried to lower his own existence, wishing he could turn into air immediately and disappear here. It was over, he was completely over.

That bitch Song Yu, in her capacity, how could she know a man like the third master of the Fu family who is as high as a god.

He glanced at the Qiao family father and son, backed up little by little, and was about to slip away.

Unexpectedly, Qiao's father stopped him: "Peng Ke, come here, you know the Song family's affairs best, tell me about it, and see what to give them."

Peng Ke could only bite the bullet and go there, feeling uneasy, afraid that the Qiao family and his son would blame him for this incident and kill him.

The old man of the Qiao family, after glancing at him with a gloomy expression, he dialed the phone, and quickly said with a smile: "Old classmate, it's me, Old Qiao, are you still used to drinking the tea I gave you last time? "

This Peng Ke is a waste, and the investigation information can make mistakes. If he hadn't figured out Song Yu's identity, they wouldn't have offended her, offended the third master, and caused the entire Qiao family to fall into crisis.

After this matter was resolved, he was quickly dragged to the manor and fed to his twenty Tibetan mastiffs. It was really annoying to watch.

"Old Qiao, what do you want me to do for you if you have something to say?" Xiao Tao asked him.

By virtue of her status as Miss Fu's cousin, she has helped others a lot, and the most she has done is to be a broker, helping those families who want to climb up to get in touch with Fu's.

The old man of the Qiao family told her exactly what happened here. Of course, he would not admit that he was wrong. It was Peng Ke, a waste who did not investigate Song Yu's identity clearly, which caused them to make a mistake. .

After Xiao Tao heard it, he said calmly: "You don't have to worry, Ah Yu listens to me the most. This kind of trivial matter is just a matter of my words. Just wait for the good news!"

Hearing her assurance, the old man of the Qiao family finally felt relieved, thanked her repeatedly, and only hung up the phone after flattering her.

At this moment, he also hung up the phone, and Xiao Tao, who was in Fu's kitchen, put down his phone, lifted the lid of the casserole, and smelled the soup.

Then, she pretended to go to the kitchen cabinet to get the seasoning, covered the surveillance camera with her body, and took the opportunity to take out a bottle of the same seasoning from her bosom, and quickly exchanged it with the bottle in her hand. Cece's lips curled into a smile.

Fu Hanyu?

After drinking the soup she made, I promise that he will be honest.

Lie on the bed obediently and act as his vegetable. As for how and how long he will live in the future, it all depends on her mood.

outside.

The snow drifted more heavily, and the north wind howled.

Song Yu laid his head lazily on Fu Hanyu's lap, and talked to him: "I took a look, the father and son of the Qiao family must have more than ten innocent lives in their hands, you can start from this direction. Check them out."

Fu Hanyu's big hand caressed her soft long hair one after another, and said: "We have already found out, Cheng Xi will let someone deal with them."

His voice just fell.

Old Fu's phone call came, and he lowered his voice mysteriously: "When are you coming back? Yu'er wants to go home with you!"

Fu Hanyu was in a very happy mood, and his speech sounded much better: "Yes."

Old Fu spoke in a softer voice, more mysterious, thieves, for fear of being overheard by Song Yu: "Come back quickly, the kitchen has made soup for you, good soup."

Fu Hanyu frowned slightly, he had already guessed the meaning of his soup, slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at the soft and waxy body lying in his arms, his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and down involuntarily.

Seeing him talking, Song Yu blushed hotly at the tips of his ears, and was very suspicious. He leaned over to listen to the phone curiously: "Grandpa, what did he tell you?"