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Fu Sihan finished, regardless of how his words would stir up the banquet, anyway, it was none of his business. He left late with his words without nostalgia.

At the end of the evening, Isaiah said angrily, "OK! You are very good! "

Isaiah just cooperated with her nephew. Now she is really angry.

He knows that these people are not pure in mind, but today, he even moved these ideas to his territory and made a lot of remarks!

"Isaiah, you misunderstood me!" There was a flustered explanation.

"I don't want to hear it!" Isaiah said angrily, "OK, this is the end of today's banquet, housekeeper, send off guests!"

"Ah?"

"The end? Don't we just start? "

Some people also want to make a good relationship with Isaiah through this family dinner and seek some benefits.

If you say it's straight, it's autumn wind.

The autumn wind hasn't started yet. Why is it over?

Isaiah doesn't care, "today's family dinner is a reception for my nephew's husband and wife. The protagonist is angry with you. Housekeeper, send off the guests quickly!"

Isaiah is tired of looking at them now.

However, he did not lie. This banquet was originally set up for Fu Sihan and Yanwan to show up. Now that the goal has been achieved, what is left to do with something unfamiliar?

It's all eye-catching!

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the vehicles for sending the message late and leaving Fu Sihan are ready.

A professional housekeeper is always on the job.

"You do this Is it really all right? " In the evening, I couldn't help but take a look in the direction of the castle.

Fu Sihan's behavior just now is undoubtedly to mix the water which is not clear at home.

"Well?" Fu Sihan pinches the hand of the speech evening evening to play, then clasps the hand to her waist, motionless feeling her waist abdomen change.

"What you just did was hit them in the face." It's nice to say that slapping in the face is even humiliating and provocative.

"Except for the three members of the Isaiah family, the others have nothing to do with me." Forshan closed his eyes and said casually, "don't worry, Isaiah is thanking me for tearing down those people's covers."

Just now, most of those people rely on their own surname of "rice". They are like blood sucking worms that suck up the wealth of their families. Only a few of them have the ability to create wealth. Isaiah, as a powerful member of a large family, would not mind these people's blood sucking, but he would not allow these people to want to suck blood and interfere in the happiness of their relatives!

The engagement between Missy and Morris is was closely related to these people. Isaiah had long been hostile to these people because of her daughter's affairs. Today, she even secretly wanted to put people around her nephew and calculate the new and old accounts together. Forshan just opened a head for Isaiah.

Since Fu Sihan has said so, she will no longer worry about it. She has no right to speak on the matter of Michel.

"By the way, Mr. Isaiah and Mrs. Huiyu asked me about Xiao Rui and Sisi."

Fu Si Han "Oh" voice, lack of interest.

"You have nothing else to say?" If he asked later, would he not be interested in what the Mies asked her?

"Yes." Fu Sihan said.

After waiting for a long time in the evening, I didn't wait for the man to continue to speak. The more he looked, the more dark he looked. He looked like he wanted to settle accounts after autumn.

"What's the matter?" Late so unknown.

"What did you give Isaiah and Huiyu

"A pair of tea cups." When he finished speaking in the evening, he suddenly remembered what Missy had said in the reception hall and his wife's fanciful laughter. He tilted his head and looked at Fu Sihan carefully.

The more you look at it, the more you want to smile, "ah Han, you should not really be unhappy because of the tea cups, are you?"

"What do you say?" The man continued to grimace.

But later from this reaction can be sure that he is really because of the tea cup is not happy, but he does not admit that, he is uncomfortable.

"Why are you not happy?" Evening and evening, he asked with his head askew, smiling in his eyes.

"It's too late. You look at me again with this expression. Believe it or not, I'll do you here and make you cry." The threat of a man gnashing his teeth.

See, anger turns to anger!

He always said that he would do it. He quickly looked at the driver in front of him who pretended not to listen to the things outside the window. He corrected his face and said solemnly, "then why are you not happy?"

"I didn't know Mrs. Fu was good at drawing before." Everyone can hear the sarcasm in a man's voice.

"I will be so much, don't you know it's not normal." Night whispered, anyway, not in public, but also secretly turned a white eye.

This white eye just turned up, the back neck was held by people, Fu Sihan pinched her neck, dangerous "eh?" A sound, pull to taste the ending.

The person who knows the current affairs is a hero. He pretends that he didn't say anything just now. He said with a smile, "I also gave you a gift.""I usually bring gifts to you when I'm on business."

"What you can buy from a roadside stall can also be called a gift?" Fu Sihan is very dissatisfied with the definition of "gift". He pinches his hands punitively, but his strength is not great.

Her neck is thin and long. It's a typical swan neck. Foshan has the illusion that he can break it with a little force.

"Mr. Fu, are you insulting other brands too much?" Late night not convinced, she is in the serious brand store to buy things!

I've bought LV, Gucci and barista, and even a snack, just like when I recorded the program that day.

No, probably in the eyes of the master, those snacks are not called gifts, because Tong Tong Tong also has one.

"OK, then what you give Isaiah is the teacup you drew yourself, and what you give me is the roadside finished product you can buy." A man is completely a "I have a reason, you don't coax me today, you're finished.".

This time, there were more modifiers, and "street goods" was changed into "roadside products".

I want to laugh at night, but I dare not.

Isn't it just a gift?

She thought, "what do you want to do, Fu San Shao? I'll give you a hand painted teacup? "

As he was about to answer "such a childish idea, you certainly don't want to." the man nodded, and then he told the driver to change his way and go to the porcelain house where he had been in the daytime.

"Mr. Fu, master Fu, everyone is off work now!" Remind him later. It's eight o'clock now.

It's not like that in China. There are many shops in China at 8:00, even the nightlife has not started yet.

In Fu Sihan's eyes, whether to go to work or not is not a problem. He called Yin CAI and asked him to contact the owner of the porcelain house. He asked for a high price.

In the evening, he was startled by Fu Sihan's operation.