Chapter 1889： I want to lose weight

Yan Mingshun let out a long sigh, took the Spring Palace book and left, feeling even more confident. ?шщЩ.suimEnG.1a

The big boss's attitude has already explained everything. He is ready to break the current balance and is going to deal with Ning Chenxuan. He and Helianqing are the best helpers, so the big boss will take this matter lightly.

In fact, if possible, Yan Mingshun does not want to break the current balance at all.

The cunning rabbit dies, the running dog cooks, the birds are gone, and the good bow is hidden.

It's not very likely that the lackey will cook, but the consequences of Liang Gongzang are extremely likely. If something happened to Ning Chenxuan, Helianqing and him would be the most powerful people.

It's a pity that He Lianqing hated Ning Chenxuan to the core. If neither of them died, the world could not be at peace, and it was absolutely impossible for them to live together peacefully!

Yan Mingshun was too lazy to think about it, the boat would naturally go straight to the bridge, and the future would be discussed later. Anyway, he had already prepared his way back. Even if he was not in the center of power, with the wealth he possessed, he could still make Meimei live a good life.

"Recycle all these booklets, and none of them can be left outside." Yan Mingshun ordered this coldly.

"Yes!" The subordinate responded respectfully, and soon went to work.

When distributing the brochure, Yan Mingshun expected that it would be recycled, so he was already prepared, and recycling was not difficult at all.

In less than half a day, those exquisite **** palace albums disappeared in the capital city, none of them were left, Yan Mingshun didn't bother to save them, so his men packed a big truck and sent them all to Ning's house. ..

"Mr. Ning, Ming Shao said that the property should be returned to the original owner, please sign for it." Yan Mingshun's subordinates were respectful, but Ning Chenxuan couldn't make it out of his temper.

But seeing the pile of **** palace albums, Ning Chenxuan was so angry that his chest hurts. After living for sixty or seventy years, this is the first time that he has been beaten in the face like this, and it is still slapped crisply.

Yan Mingshun...he remembered it!

"Thank you for me, Young Master Ming, I remember this kindness, and I will repay it again in the future!" Ning Chenxuan's voice squeezed out of his teeth, his eyes were sinister.

"You're too polite, see you soon!" Yan Mingshun's subordinates shivered, not daring to stay any longer, and drove back to return to life.

Wu Yue was also here at Ning Chenxuan. She saw the **** albums piled up in the yard from the window. She almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, and the palms of her hands were pinched.

Yan Mingshun is so cruel!

What good is Zhao Mei bitch, let Yan Ming treat her like a jewel?

There is also Mei Shuhan. Although she followed Heliance, her heart was still attached to Zhao Mei. This time, don't think that she didn't know that it was Mei Shuhan who blew the pillow wind, so Heliance would stand by and watch.

All of them are bad people!

She Wuyue does not rely on these stinky men, she relies on herself!

As long as she stands at the highest point and looks down at the world, those stinky men will bow down to her, including Heliance and Yan Mingshun, the two arrogances of heaven, hahahaha!

Thinking of her pride, Wu Yue's eyes flashed with excitement, her hand gently caressing Weilong's lower abdomen, the meat bumps here are her only trump card, and her future depends entirely on this baby!

Wu Yue was warned by Ning Chenxuan that she was raising her baby at home every day, so she didn't dare to come out and talk, and she didn't even show up at the charity gala. They will donate their beloved things and make a modest contribution to the people in the disaster area.

Meimei chose a piece of jewelry that she had never worn before, but it wasn't cheap. She didn't have any cheap jewelry on hand, so any one she picked was a big brand.

The charity party was held at the end of November, and there was still about a week left. In order to overwhelm Wu Yue at the party, Meimei decided to lose weight.

"From today onwards, I only eat boiled vegetables at night. Don't cook for me, and I won't eat it!" The rhetoric was loud, but its credibility was really doubtful.

Yan Mingshun didn't even want to hear it.