Ling Zhenyu is still standing in the window, facing the sun, motionless.
"Don't worry, brother?"
Simmenza asked, somewhat worried, behind him.
To tell you the truth, he was very wary of fan Yuanyuan. If she had not saved his brother before, he would have started.
"It doesn't matter. It's more fun to have her involved, or the game."
Ling Zhenyu's words are full of determination. As he turns around, he continues to add a sentence to shangximenze's eyes:
"but it will not have any effect on the result."
"But brother..."
Ximenze also wanted to talk. Ling Zhenyu looked at the time on his wrist and interrupted him with a wave of his hand:
"I'll make a phone call and come back later."
With that, he took out his cell phone and strode to the hall where the elevator was.
Passing the door of anyouqi ward, I didn't even sweep my eyes.
As he walked, he pressed the dial button, and his mobile phone was put to his ear. Probably because of the different people to answer the phone, his expression on his face also eased down, and his actions and actions were stained with a little tenderness.
He frowned and hung up until the bell finally turned into a mechanical female voice indicating "no answer".
The man came to the window of the stairwell and took a breath outside. Then he dialed the number again.
The phone was still connected quickly, but it was still the sound of waiting, with no sign of being picked up.
The big hand holding the window frame slightly tightened, and he felt a little empty, because the next door was Fang Qingchen.
Although Zhao Xi and ximenze have been asked to investigate, the most accurate materials have not been handed in. The mysterious and complicated background of identity, the background of lavish wealth, and the determination to declare war with him are all like sharp spines, which have penetrated into his heart.
If he doesn't answer the phone again, he will go back in person, regardless of the company's situation.
Her voice rang out in her ears:
"hello?!"
"30 minutes? I'm fine. You'd better work hard. "
There was nothing unusual in her tone, except for the slightly tired ending.
The stone in Ling Zhenyu's heart fell to the ground quietly, and the smile lines at the corners of his mouth slowly unfolded. He said in a soft voice:
"I can't tolerate any carelessness when I call to check the post. What are you doing? I'm so tired listening to me!"
With the spring breeze in the voice, warmth is directly transmitted to an Liqi's heart with the mobile phone.
However, her voice trembled slightly, and she was still in a panic:
"no, I didn't do anything. I just wanted to pour some water. You called me, and I was so worried that I got hot..."
"Does it hurt? I'll have the ointment delivered to you. "
He frowned slightly, and his voice was a little hasty.
"No, no, brother Qingchen has washed the cold water for me. It's ok now. Don't worry about working hard. I heard that the situation in your area is not very good."
"Brother Qingchen?"
Ling Zhenyu's brows suddenly locked, and his tone was depressing:
"why did you change your address? It's not called" boss. "
"Well, he said that now we are neighbors, and we don't have any superiors or subordinates, so we are called brother Qingchen. It's like - like brother and sister."
"Brother and sister?"
Ling Zhenyu repeats a sentence with deep resentment, and his tone is full of doubts.
Fang Qingchen personally told him that he would compete with her, and even two people had a fight. Now the guy suddenly said that he was "brother". What is Ann's mind.
"Is Fang Qingchen nearby?"
He asked stiffly, holding a breath, hoping to hear a negative answer.
However, an Liqi took a deep breath and said naturally:
"yes, I just flushed the water for me, you..."
"Put him on the phone."
Did not wait for an Liqi to finish, Ling Zhenyu interrupted her words, tone full of no doubt.
Soon, a voice came from the phone:
"Mr. Ling, what can I do for you? Did you find anything about me? Still not found. Would you like to consult me? "
Ling Zhenyu clenched his fist and smashed it on the window frame. His voice was full of accountability:
"I warn you, stay away from Qiqi."
There was no change in the tone over there. I immediately received three words:
"I can't do it."
"Fang Qingchen, don't think I can't help it. It's still a long time. It's a victory only when you laugh at the end. You can't understand such a simple truth!"
"Oh? Do you mean I'm taking advantage of others? But for Kiki's sake, I've accepted such a terrible crime
The tone there has been very strange, but for a while there is no accident.
"You
Ling Zhenyu bit his teeth and squeezed a word out of his teeth.
"That's it. You'd better deal with your business. I'll help Kiki see her hand and hang up!"After a word, he cut off the phone without any sign.
Wish to pinch the phone into powder, Ling Zhenyu kicked his foot on the wall under the window frame.
What's the origin of Fang Qingchen? It's too rampant.
If he had not understood this guy's way of doing things, he had been hiding his feelings for Qiqi. After hearing this, he would have been out of control and rushed home to bring Qiqi out.
Now there is no other way, but to take advantage of the guy's weakness, bet that he does not dare to confess to Qiqi for the time being.
Angrily, he took the phone and walked back. Before the corner, he heard Zhao Xi's voice behind him:
"young master, Fang Qingchen has found out."
Step a meal, calm face Ling Zhenyu immediately turned around, took the information in Zhao Xi's hands, can't wait to turn it up.
Due to the short time, the information is not very comprehensive, but we can still see that this person's background is strong. Finally, Ling Zhenyu's eyes are fixed on the last page.
He frowned tightly, narrowed his eyes, and asked in an incredible way:
"Royal Roma?"
Zhao Xi sighed heavily, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead and said slowly:
"young master, this person's background is too strong, we - we still need to solve the crisis now, if not, let's let the young grandmother stabilize him..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhao Xi felt a sharp sword like gaze, which scared him to take a breath of cold air and shut his mouth.
After about five seconds, the man's dull voice sounded:
"for Qiqi, meet Buddha and kill God."
After that, he patted the material on Zhao Xi's chest, and coldly ordered:
"continue to improve."
Looking at the young master's resolute turn, Zhao Xi swallowed his saliva, looked down at the material and muttered to himself:
"is such a strong identity not enough? If you offend such a person for the sake of your little grandmother, then... "
The consequences are unimaginable.
However, he knows how stubborn his young master is.
So it's not impossible to complain a few words. It's necessary to check things.
Fortunately, this is just the prince of Roma royal family, otherwise, we don't know how serious it will be.
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