Chapter 734： Your daughter-in-law is in the imperial capital

Seeing that Nan Zelin was not blinded by the so-called mother's love and suddenly lost his mind, Nan Jinchuan's eyes showed a gratifying light and hugged his son.

The education he received since he was a child was harsh. It was the first time he was treated so intimately, and Nan Zelin's face was a little uncomfortable, and a faint blush appeared on his face.

"good."

Yan Zhixu smiled, took out a black supreme card with mysterious patterns from the pocket of his wide-leg pants and handed it to the front desk.

"..."

Seeing her thoughts in Kanan Jinchuan's eyes, Hyatt Regency's limited edition Supreme Card? How could Ash?

"Da da da--"

A woman who came out of the elevator in high heels swept away casually and stopped when she saw the card that Yan Zhixu took out.

Her face was well maintained and looked very youthful, with delicate makeup and an elegant look all over her body.

He took out his mobile phone and snapped a photo, and when he left in a hurry, he vaguely heard them discussing the He family.

Without stopping, she walked out of the hotel and sat in a Cadillac parked at the door. The more she looked at this photo, the more familiar she became.

It didn't take a while to realize, isn't this the idol Yan Zhixu that Qian Yi talks about every day?

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night.

Fu family mansion.

After washing up, Mrs. Fu sat on the sofa in a black robe and silk pajamas. The TV screen played a TV series played by Rong Cheng, watching while eating grapes.

He said with emotion, "Rong Cheng is really handsome since he was young, but his parents' hearts are broken by not falling in love all the time."

Fu Qianyi, who was sitting next to her doing her homework, rolled her eyes, not knowing that the eldest brother and the second brother were also good-looking, so my mother wanted to sigh about Rong Cheng's appearance. .

He pouted, "When eldest brother didn't talk about girlfriends before, you didn't worry about your heart."

"By the way, big brother can find an almighty boss like big sister-in-law. I don't know how much incense I burned and how many blessings I have accumulated in my past life."

When it came to this topic, Fu Qianyi threw down the ballpoint pen in her hand, and talked endlessly with her small mouth, as if she had opened a chatterbox.

Mrs. Fu ate the grapes for a while, picked up the phone next to her, and clicked on the album to open the photos.

"Qian Yi, is she the sister-in-law you're talking about?"

Fu Qianyi took the phone and jumped up excitedly when she saw this photo with a clear angle.

"Mom, why do you have a picture of my sister-in-law? Seeing that this environment is the Hyatt Dynasty Hotel opened by my brother, is my sister-in-law coming to the imperial capital?"

After getting the accurate answer, Mrs. Fu didn't have the time to answer the girl's bag of questions.

He stood up and violently grabbed the phone, "It's long-winded, bring it to you."

After grabbing the phone, Mrs. Fu walked out of the living room, went to the yard, and looked for Fu Shimo's number in the phone book to dial.

The phone was answered not long after the call was made, and she spoke first without waiting for the other party to speak.

"Your daughter-in-law, my daughter-in-law is in the imperial capital now, and it looks like there was a little conflict with the He family."

When Fu Shimo, who was still dealing with things in the office, heard these words, he took off the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

His long and narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and a dark enamel gleamed in his deep eyes.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the tie around his neck, tied it loosely, his **** Adam's apple wriggling.

Fu Shimo's voice was low and magnetic, "Mom, I'll go back at night."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, took off the white coat he was wearing, picked up his glasses, wiped them, and walked out of the office.

"Little brat."

Looking at the hung up phone, Mrs. Fu called the bodyguards at home and ordered them to go out with her tomorrow.

These people have a strong smell of blood and a strong sense of oppression. At a glance, they know that they have experienced real guns and live ammunition.