Chapter 1811

The rain was falling more and more, and the water flowed through the windows. Everything out of the window, with a bit of pus.

"Master, Feng Gongzi calls."

A servant knocked on the door and came in with a black mobile phone in his hand.

Sitting in the wheelchair, Qian Yunfan slowly turned back.

The servant handed him the cell phone that had been connected.

"Mr. Feng."

As soon as the thousand cloud sails opened, his voice was filled with incomparable desolation.

"How are things, Mr. Qian?"

Yu Wenfeng's voice of concern reached his ears, and the melancholy on his face faded a lot.

"I'm fine. I'm sorry to trouble you."

Although Yu Wenfeng is younger than Qian Yunfan, he is now in a position above thousands of people. Therefore, Qian Yunfan responds with great courtesy.

"Qian Dong, you are welcome."

Again, woonton.

"How about thousand young masters?"

"He's OK, too."

Qian Yun fan's cold brow slightly wrinkled, the tone suddenly heavy two points.

"There are some things that I hope he will never remember."

"Qian Dong, you can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it for a lifetime. Instead of worrying that he will discover the truth one day, it is better to have a frank talk with him now. If you feel embarrassed, I'll tell him for you, OK

Yu Wenfeng's voice is gentle and has no airs.

Qian Yun fan was silent and opened his mouth slowly.

"You're right. I'll have a good talk with him sometime."

"Good."

Yu Wenfeng didn't talk much, so he hung up.

Mo Ye has been arrested, and there are many things waiting for him to deal with.

Thousand cloud sail holds the hand of mobile phone to hang down slowly from ear, gray eyebrow more Cu more tight. The old eyes were covered with gray.

Yu Wenfeng's warning is not wrong, but how can he speak?

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qianjingchuan returned to the house and stamped his feet gently at the entrance.

There are a lot of water stains on the carpet at the door.

Half of the body of the servant who was following him was almost wet, and the ends of his hair were dripping.

"Young master, I'll arrange hot water for you."

"For the last time, stay away from me."

In the face of such an almost inseparable dog skin plaster, qianjingchuan lost all patience, and there was a curl of anger mixed in the voice of reprimand.

"Young master, I..."

The servant's face was puzzled and his head bowed again.

Qianjingchuan is lazy to pay attention to him and goes upstairs with a cold face.

"A Liang, you make the young master angry?"

The servant was hesitating to follow him when an older servant came up.

"Uncle, I don't know how to make the young master angry?"

A Liang looks melancholy way.

"The young master just woke up and forgot something, so he was in a bad mood. If he doesn't let you follow, don't bother him

"But the master told me to take good care of him."

"He didn't keep you going."

"But..."

"Well, let the young master stay alone for a while. Let's go. I have something to ask you for help

"This? What if the young master comes to me? "

"He keeps him away from him. He won't be looking for you for a while and a half."

You uncle said, then dragged a Liang away.

The whole Yunxi Beiyuan, in addition to them are servants of thousands of families, the rest are servants of the family.

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qianjingchuan went upstairs and looked at it with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Which room did you wake up in?"

It's raining outside, and the light in the hallway looks a little yellow.

Squeak

The sound of the tire rubbing against the carpet goes from far to near.

Qianjingchuan's dark pupil contracted violently.

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