Chapter 5607： Mr. Wan hasn’t woken up yet, Miss Qiao

Chapter 5607 Mr. Wang hasn’t woken up yet, Miss Qiao

Liang Yuhang: "I don't want your car."

"Then what do you want?"

Liang Yuhang took a deep breath and clenched his fists: "I want you to apologize to all people in yzhou!"

Karl was stunned for a moment, then glanced at his face with a murmur, and then thought that for so many years, no one with yellow skin and dark eyes could gain a firm foothold in the core group.

He readily agreed.

"Deal! Even if you lose, you have to kneel down and apologize to me. Then loudly say that you are trash!"

This is too much.

Liang Yuhang shook off the hand of the person who wanted to persuade him, straightened his back, and answered without giving up: "Okay, okay. It's only fair that you have to kneel down and apologize in the same way."

"No problem." Karl didn't think he would lose, and was too lazy to bargain with him, so he agreed casually: "I'm waiting for you to kneel down and admit your mistake!"

…

In the dark waters of the high seas, the silver ferry cut through the dark water and moved forward.

Since they left the waters of country Z, it has been difficult to see traces of human activities around them. The oppressive sky and turbulent sea have become the only scenery here.

Qiao Nian leaned on the railing and looked at the horizon.

From Pierre's point of view, he could only see the girl's slender body leaning lazily on the railing at the back, the afterglow of the sunset falling on her thin back, and her neat and tall eyebrows seeming to attract people's stunning gaze.

It was just that she was absent-mindedly holding a lighter between her fingers, and the silver lighter shuttled between her fingers. From time to time, the girl lowered her head to light the blue flame, and then closed it in boredom.

"Is she the chemist?"

"Um."

"Looks too young."

"She should be about twenty years old." "Twenty! Can she do it?"

The man standing next to Pierre frowned, and then cast his eyes on the woman who was leaning on the railing and playing with a lighter in the distance, and came to a conclusion.

"She doesn't look like someone who plays chemistry!"

Pierre was not doubtful. Faced with the doubts of his companions, he scolded lightly and quickly: "Okay, Miss Eleanor believes her. Don't you believe Miss Eleanor's vision?"

"That's not what I meant." The man was eager to explain.

In exchange, he gave him a cold look: "It doesn't matter what you mean. What's important is that you have to remember that the chemist is a distinguished guest invited by the patriarch and Miss Eleanor. Hide your little thoughts so that no one can see them. It made her unhappy!"

The man received a scolding in vain. He clenched his facial muscles tightly. He suppressed the dissatisfaction and contempt in his heart while twitching, and half-closed his eyelids.

"I see."

Pierre didn't care what he thought, he looked at the woman on the deck with worried eyes, and he was also wondering whether Miss Eleanor had made a mistake this time.

He hadn't gotten on the ship before, so he hadn't seen clearly what the chemist looked like.

After getting on the boat later, I realized that the chemist's appearance was really... too eye-catching.

This kind of appearance has nothing to do with chemistry in the traditional sense, it has nothing to do with it!

…

The girl who was leaning on the deck to enjoy the breeze heard voices coming from the corner. She raised her eyelids and narrowed her eyes slightly, and glanced at Pierre and the people next to her from the corner of her eye.

She turned her back nonchalantly, put the lighter into her pocket, took out her cell phone from her pocket, turned it on, and sent a WeChat message to Gu San.

"How's it going? Are you awake?"

Another ten minutes passed.

Only then did Gu San get the news back.

[Master Wang is not awake yet, Miss Qiao. ]

Qiao Nian pursed her lips and was just about to say something when she heard the news of a plane passing through, and the air flow blew her hair flying.