Chapter 2070: The Rest Of My Life Is Long Lucky To Have You Eighteen

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"Fay, this is a matter between our men, you don't need to care." Zhuo Li wildly opened his lips and interrupted Qiao Yuanfei's explanation.

His sentence is tantamount to tacit understanding that he wants to compete with Fan Yu.

Fan Yu's eyes tightened, and the light under his eyes cooled down.

The Vatican Group has officially announced his marriage with Qiao Yuanfei. Zhuo Liye still does this, is he going to make an appointment with him?

"If it's a man, come and fight!"

Fan Yu's thoughts just passed by, and Zhuo Liye opened his mouth lightly.

After hearing the words, Qiao Yuanfei stopped for a moment.

Zhuo Liye apparently gave up just now, why did he suddenly have to do something with Fan Yu again ...

Without waiting for her to understand what was going on, she was provoked one after another, and Fan Yu, who had been in a fire for a long time, already punched Zhuo Liye.

These men usually look mature and steady, full of gentlemanliness.

But in fact, each one is fiercer than one.

The ability to fight is not lost to the little punks on the street.

The meeting room of Qiao's Enterprise, without much effort, has been demolished almost.

Both of them avoided the position of Qiao Yuanfei Station in a tacit understanding, and they were fighting, seeing that they were about to reach outside the reception room.

There was such a big movement in the reception room, and the employees outside also heard the sounds one by one, stretching their heads next to each other, trying to see what was happening inside.

Qiao Yuanfei stayed stagnant for several seconds, and shouted back at the two of them quickly.

"Fan Yu, Zhuo Liye, stop first and say something!"

"..."

No one bothered her.

It's time to fight.

Fan Yu shot fiercely, Zhuo Liye's face was soon painted.

The location of the cheekbones swelled.

Successive three moves have fallen behind.

It is said that jealous men are terrible, and Fan Yu is perfect proof of this at the moment.

People who usually look gentle and gentle at this moment seem to know that even the mother who wants to hit Zhuo Liye is unknown.

See if he dare to dig his own corner!

"Fan Yu, stop now and stop playing!"

The more courtship Qiao Yuanfei asked, the heavier Fan Yu started.

In front of the two people who were evenly matched, gradually, the victory and defeat became clear.

Zhuo Liye is not Fan Yu's opponent.

Fight again, I'm afraid it won't hurt.

"Joe, Joe, what's the situation? Do you want to call the police?"

The secretary squeezed in from the crowd outside the door, saw the scene in front of him, and exclaimed.

"Report the police, and call for security to separate them!" Qiao Yuanfei greeted.

"Yes Yes Yes."

The secretary turned back abruptly and quickly turned to shout.

But once again, when the security comes, I'm afraid the daylily is cold.

Qiao Yuanfei immediately looked up and shouted.

"Fan Yu, Zhuo Liye just came to wish us a happy wedding, and he left immediately!"

"scold--"

Fan Yu's fist, which was about to come out, stopped in mid-air.

Unbelievably turned his head to look at Qiao Yuanfei, with a surprised expression, as if he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

"There are project documents on the coffee table that I just transferred to him. If you don't believe it, you can see for yourself." Qiao Yuanfei added.

Hearing that, Fan Yu immediately released Zhuo Liye and stepped forward.

Take a quick glance at the documents on the coffee table, make sure that what Qiao Yuanfei said is true, and his face became inexplicable for a moment ...

"He invited me to fight first." Fan Yu pointed at Zhuo Liye and quickly threw the pot.

"Ahem ..."

Zhuo Liye got a few punches, and just about to speak, he suddenly coughed.