Chapter 1155 Little Qiang, Who Couldn't Be Beaten to Death, Lived like That

Chapter 1155 the undead little qiang, so alive

There was a smile on her face, as if she didn't feel hurt at all.

When did that proud Fu Yue become like this?

Or, he didn't know her at all.

Jin Baihui did not hesitate to pick up the red wine glass on the table and splash it on Fu Yue's face.

One cup, one cup, another.

Fu Yue was so drunk that he couldn't open his eyes, and his yellow robe was dyed red with red wine.

Fu Yue simply closed his eyes, but his smile was wide open.

I can't help it. People want to see her sad and sad.

She, Fu Yue, would happily treat trash as a toy even if she was thrown into the trash.

Life is miserable, so try to have fun.

"Where's the wine? Why are you standing there? The wine is gone. Bring me a few more bottles." Jin Baihui shouted.

She saw that Fu Yue was still smiling. She was so angry that she threw the empty cup in her hand at Fu Yue.

The distance between them was very tight. That moment, it hurt.

After the quilt hit Fu Yue, it fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

Fu Yue opened her eyes in pain.

Jin Baihui didn't feel good, so he grabbed an empty glass and tried to smash it into Fu Yue's face.

Zhou Qianyu took Jin Baihui's hand.

Jin Baihui looked at Zhou Qianyu in surprise. "Brother fire."

Zhou Qianyu calmly took the cup from her hand, put it on the table, and said softly to Jin Baihui, "You are a real golden branch and jade leaf. Don't dirty your hands for someone. Come here, look at the gift I prepared for you."

Jin Baihui smiled. "Brother fire, you've prepared a gift for me. Where is it? Are you hiding your sight here? What is it?"

Zhou Qianyu held Jin Baihui's hand. "Follow me."

Fu Yue watched as the two of them walked past her. She took a napkin and wiped her face casually.

Zhou Qianyu thought it was great to torture her like this.

Heh.

He had better kill her. If he couldn't kill her, she would be as stubborn as a cockroach.

She went to the bathroom and called, "Zhang Hengyue, bring me a suit of clothes. I'll send you the address later."

"Okay, which one should I take? Do you want the clothes inside?" Zhang Hengyue asked.

"Whatever it is, it makes me look handsome. Yes, that's it. Send it over quickly. Then go to dinner with me."

"Wow, there's a big meal to eat. Wow, okay, master fu, I'll send it over to you right now." Zhang Hengyue said.

Fu Yue hung up the phone and gave the location to Zhang Heng more and more.

The phone rang again.

She looked at Liang Meiji's call, took a deep breath, and answered, "Pretty girl."

"Master fu, where is the address you mentioned? I'm coming over now?" Liang Meiji asked.

"I'll give you the location and find you an invitation card. I'll put it at the front desk. You can just tell me your name when you go. You have to act on the spur of the moment when you come. There's a man named Jin Baihui who seems very close to Zhou Qianyu. If you don't want to die, don't offend her. That's it." Fu Yue finished and sent the location to liang meiji.

Before we leave, we have to get an invitation card.

The people inside, seeing that Liang Meiji was so against her, shouldn't have lent her an invitation card.

She went out and stayed between the first and second door.

The one who can enter the first door should have an invitation card.

After a while, a tall and young man came in. He had very good features, curled hair, dyed chestnut, and wore an ear hole.

Fu Yue walked over with a smile. "Hello."

When the man saw Fu Yue, he joked, "You just climbed out of the wine jar?"

"I thought there was a treasure hidden in the wine jar, but in the end, there was nothing inside. I had to go back and change, but I came with someone else. I can't come in without an invitation card. Can you lend me your invitation card?" Master fu tilted his head and answered the man.

The man readily took out the invitation card from his pocket and said, "In the future, don't go to the wine jar to look for such a rough job as kuang shibao. I'm willing to do it for you."

Fu Yue snatched his invitation card and smelled delicious.

She put the invitation card on her nose and praised sincerely, "Your card smells so good. I've never smelled it before. What brand and model is it?"

The man chuckled. "I'll let you know the next time I see you. Go back and change your clothes. Be careful of catching a cold."

"Thanks, handsome." Fu Yue walked out.

She had just reached the first floor when her phone rang.

She saw Zhou Qianyu's caller id.

I don't want to answer it.

He didn't answer it.

She put the invitation card in front of the front desk. "A girl named Liang Meiji will come over later and help me give her the invitation card."

"Okay, guest." The front desk respectfully put away the invitation card.

Zhang Hengyue quickly came over, handed the clothes to Fu Yue, and asked in surprise, "Master fu, why are you covered in red wine?"

Fu Yue tugged at the corner of his mouth. "This is a performance art. I won't talk to you anymore. Drive the car to the door. I'll go to the bathroom and change. We'll have a big meal."

"Okay." Zhang Hengyue went to drive.

Fu Yue went to the bathroom, changed into a small suit, threw the dragon robe outside into the trash can, along with the fake hair.

His hair was covered in red wine.

She put her head under the tap, washed it with cold water, dabbed it casually, put on her sunglasses and went out, regardless of the droplets from her hair falling back on her clothes.

Zhang Hengyue stood outside the car and helped Fu Yue open the back door.

Fu Yue sat up.

Zhang Hengyue closed the door for Fu Yue, got into the driver's seat, turned around and looked at Fu Yue, "Master fu, I have clean towels here. Do you want them?"

"Yes. Sure." Fu Yue replied.

Zhang Hengyue handed the towel to Fu Yue.

Fu Yue rubbed her hair casually.

"I think master fu, you look good as a woman. I almost didn't recognize you just now. Fortunately, master fu has a unique temperament, so I dare to recognize you." Zhang Hengyue praised.

Fu Yue curled his lips and said indifferently, "I am a natural beauty, but my lord is my standard and my persistent goal. How high are you going to eat seafood buffet?"

"Master fu is mighty." Zhang Hengyue said happily.

Fu Yue's text message rang.

She glanced at it. It was Zhou Qianyu's. In a simple sentence, she said, "Pick up the phone, or you'll have to pay for the consequences."

She had just finished reading and a call came in. It was Zhou Qianyu's.

Fu Yue frowned and answered the phone helplessly. "Zhou Boss, I was on my way to the hospital when I suddenly had angina. If I die suddenly, your miss Baihui is the biggest suspect. You don't want miss Baihui to be buried with me."

Zhou qianyu wanted to ask if you were okay?

This thought surprised him...