Chapter 800

Hearing the voice coming from behind, Wu Zihao's eyes first flashed a touch of resentment.

But the next moment, this resentment will be replaced by a touch of fear.

On his face, he forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

Wu Zihao turned his head stiffly. He was very dry.

"Zhang... Mr. Zhang, you... You listen to my explanation..."

"This... This is all a mistake... Misunderstanding!"

“...”

"Ha ha..."

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and gave out a laugh of unknown meaning.

At the same time, his hand on Wu Zihao's shoulder was also exerting slightly.

It's a smile but not a smile.

"Oh, misunderstanding?"

"I think what you said before is quite reasonable. Doesn't it seem like a misunderstanding?"

"Roar..."

Wu Zihao obviously felt that his right shoulder was clamped by a vice.

Wave after wave of pain came, but he was afraid of Zhang Xiaofan's power.

At the moment, I dare to be angry.

Can only continue to face forced to maintain a smile, repeatedly explained, said.

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue..."

"Mr. Zhang, just now, it was just a slip of the tongue..."

"It's really just a slip of the tongue. It's just a slip of the tongue! "

Although Wu Zihao was angry, he was not a brainless man.

With Zhao Dekai's lesson, Wu Zihao knew it very well.

Before her big supporter, Michelle Chan, came, he had no capital to challenge Zhang Xiaofan.

As for, let Zhang Xiaofan kneel down for him?

It's even more out of the question!

As long as you don't get forced to kneel in front of him by Zhang Xiaofan.

He, Wu Zihao, has already secretly burned high incense in his heart!

Although, what I just said.

Now it is to be swallowed by himself.

I have to say that this is really a slap in the face.

But at the same time, it's also his most sensible approach.

What he needs to do now is to recognize the counsellor in front of Zhang Xiaofan and become a grandson.

Wait until her backer, Michelle Chan, comes, and then wait for an opportunity to get the place back.

After making up his mind, the smile on Wu Zihao's face became more flattering and dogleg.

"Slip of the tongue, right?"

Zhang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"That's right, Mr. Zhang. It's just my slip of the tongue. It's just a slip of the tongue..."

Wu Zihao's head is as busy as a chicken pecking rice.

However, at this time, Wu Zihao is constantly in front of Zhang Xiaofan.

When you pretend to be your grandson.

At the same time, Wu Zihao is also a son, thinking in his own heart.

After a while, when her big supporter, Michelle Chan, came.

What kind of thunder means should he use.

Before his body in Zhang Xiaofan by the grievances, as well as humiliation to the full number of all back.

However, just when Wu Zihao was thinking about taking revenge on Zhang Xiaofan.

At this time, he suddenly felt the position of his lower abdomen bladder.

At this time, it was obvious that I felt stabbing pain.

It's not until Wu Zihao doesn't know what's going on.

A stream of heat is directly along their crotch position, toward both sides of their thighs flow down.

"I'll go, you see!"

"This guy was scared to pee his pants!"