Chapter 482: reality 11

Chapter 482 Reality 11

But soon the game couldn't go on, and there were guests from outside the castle.

Hearing the servants coming to report, Mr. Fu's happy face froze suddenly.

Two black cars stopped at the door, and a mother and daughter got out.

Follow the servant who leads the way and go straight to the hall.

The older one is in her forties, and she still looks charming; the young girl is probably in her early twenties, young and beautiful.

The two of them were dressed formally and luxuriously, and it seemed that they had been carefully cared for.

"Mr. Fu, hello."

"Huixin came so early." Fu Zheng put down the chess in his hand and said politely.

The lady known as Huixin pursed her lips and smiled, "Last time you mentioned to me that you wanted to see Mengting. It happened that she came back early this year, so I brought her here."

After speaking, the noble lady pulled the girl beside her,

"Meng Ting, this is Grandpa Fu."

"Hi, Grandpa Fu."

The girl stood obediently behind and said, her eyes swept over the others, and then fell on Fu Yizhi,

"Brother Fu, long time no see."

Fu Yizhi replied "Hello" lukewarmly.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up Fu Anan's collar, "Let's go."

"well?"

Fu Anan was angry, she struggled to break free from Fu Yizhi's restraint, and kicked towards his third leg unexpectedly.

Fu Yizhi pinched the kicked ankle, exerted a little force with his fingers, "Where did you want to kick just now?"

"Waist, waist."

The moment he was caught, Fu Anan was scared.

I got red eyes just now, so I will do anything.

If my attack hadn't been blocked just now and made Brother Fu die, the crime would be serious.

I hope that Father Fu has a lot!

"Yeah?"

Obviously, Father Fu is unwilling to let her go so easily.

Fu Anan's leg was pulled by someone, and he jumped forward twice suddenly, his feet were infinitely close to a certain position of him,

"How do I feel that you want to kick here."

"No no no no!"

In an instant, Fu Anan's hair stood up, and he pulled his legs back vigorously,

"I... have bad ligaments, I can't kick up."

"The ligament is not good? Can't kick it up?"

As Fu Yizhi approached step by step, Fu Anan backed away more and more until she was stuck against the wall.

"The ligaments are not good, let's practice."

A deep gasp came from the ear, but the cold voice seemed to be stating an official matter.