The road show propaganda at the University station is undoubtedly very successful.

Most of the fans of Fu Shiyi and Li xiner are young students. Gu Weiwei, a new comer, also made a lot of fans in the school because of her sweet and charming performance on the school day.

Back in the car, Gu Weiwei received a call from Fu Hanzheng.

"Where are you today?"

Gu Weiwei recognized that his voice was a little angry.

"University Town roadshow, I didn't tell you yesterday."

"You didn't say you wanted to dance." Fu Hanzheng said in a deep voice.

As soon as he entered the house, he received the video from Fu Shiyi.

She was wearing a short skirt, dancing and twisting on the stage, sweet and cute.

But in a flash, he saw a group of hormonal male students screaming and confessing to her.

"It's a temporary decision. Do you see it?" Gu Weiwei asked with a chuckle.

Fu Hanzheng grinds his teeth. "I see it."

Gu Weiwei frowned. "You are Angry? "

I don't usually speak in this tone. What kind of noise is it today?

Fu Shiyi, who was sitting on one side, pricked up his ears and listened, chuckling quietly.

Oh, Ho, Ho, the big vinegar jar is turned over.

As for revenge, he would not be as stupid as Fu Xiaoer, and confront his brother head-on.

Only this kind of God does not know the ghost and strikes his heart is the best policy.

He had to show off to Fu Shiqin. Soon Fu Shiyi returned two wechat messages.

[as a person who came here to tell you, you overturned my brother's Vinegar jar. It's you who are unlucky. ]

[order a wax for you in advance! ]

……

Fu Hanzheng pondered for a while and said.

"No."

Because a group of Mao children expressed their anger to her, it seemed too immature.

But his heart was sour.

Gu Weiwei: "Mingming has it."

He didn't offend him today. What's the matter with his sudden tone?

Fu took a deep breath and asked.

"Fu Shiyi is with you?"

Gu Weiwei glanced at Fu Shiyi. "Well, yes."

"Is he laughing?" Asked Fu Hanzheng.

"Yes, it's very happy." Gu Weiwei said truthfully.

Fu Hanzheng low hum, "give him the phone, I have something to say to him."

Gu Weiwei frowned strangely and handed the mobile phone to Fu Shiyi, who was humming happily.

"Your brother has something to tell you."

Fu Shiyi's singing stopped abruptly, and the hand that took her cell phone shook unconsciously.

"Brother, do you have any instructions?"

Fu asked in a cold voice, "what do you mean by sending the video?"

Fu Shiyi laughs, "tell you about your sister-in-law's itinerary."

It's not revenge. It's vinegar.

"On purpose?" Fu Hanzheng snorted coldly.

"On purpose?" Fu Shiyi pretends to be stupid.

Fu didn't bother to ask again, he said directly.

"I just went to find something and accidentally knocked over your broken cabinet."

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Fu Shiyi hears it and howls in pain.

What is not careful, he is intentional.

Those handmade products are limited in the world. He collected them with difficulty. Each one is his sweetheart.

Fu Hanzheng was in a good mood when he heard his voice of anguish and madness.

"Now, give her the phone back."

Fu Shiyi returned the mobile phone with a face that could not be loved. He beat his chest and feet on the car, and was so angry that he wanted to spit blood.

The treasure he collected was destroyed in his brother's claw.

Gu Weiwei hangs up the phone and frowns at Fu Shiyi, who looks like a wind.

What did his brother say to him? How angry was he?