Chapter Eighty-Four: She Loves to Drink Water

"Wei Junmu, otherwise, go and see her, she may be enchanted by your love. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Zo Lanluo, what do you know? Is she loving me? She's cursing me. ”

Zuo Lanluo disagreed with him: "What can you do if you go to see her?" ”

"No, no."

"You're such a cold-blooded animal." Zuo Lanluo said angrily.

"I'm cold-blooded? You're hot-blooded, are you going? ”

"She didn't kill herself for me. Do I go to the top? ”

"How do you know that she killed herself for me?" Wei Junmu asked rhetorically.

"Not for you, why did she kill herself."

"She's a psychopath, you can't tell."

"You ......"

Zuo Lanluo was really speechless, this Xia Qiuran only recognized Wei Junmu as a tree, and Wei Junmu was so cold-blooded and ruthless. Could it be that he was satisfied when he died?

The east reveals the white of the fish's belly, and the new day of the new year has arrived.

Everyone got up early to freshen up, sat there, and waited for Wei Chuxiong to come out.

Wei Chuxiong changed into new clothes, a dark red Tang suit, and looked very energetic.

He sat down on a nanmu chair.

Wei Zhaodian and Qiu Lei were the first to walk over, kneeling down and kowtowing, "Grandpa, Happy New Year." ”

"Good."

Wei Chuxiong handed over a thick red envelope.

In order, Wei Yifei and Xia Qiuge are in order. Wei Junmu and Zuo Lanluo.

Wei Zidu and Wei Feilin, who are not yet married, kowtow to the New Year alone.

Everyone received a thick red envelope.

In addition to Wei Zhaodian and Qiu Lei, they stayed with Wei Chuxiong and waited for relatives and friends who came to pay New Year's greetings. Everyone else is free to move around.

"Let's go, follow me to Anzi." Wei Junmu shouted at Zuo Lanluo.

"What am I going to do?" Zo Lanluo refused.

"On the first day of the Lunar New Year, don't force me to use a strong one."

"You? You're a complete scoundrel. Zuo Lanluo put on his new clothes and reluctantly followed behind Wei Junmu.

"Thanks for the compliment."

Zuo Lanluo got into Wei Junmu's car, and the two of them went straight to An Zhexi's house.

The door was opened from the inside, and Ahn Cheol-hee's bewitching face was greeted by him

"Here, sister-in-law, have a good New Year."

"Happy New Year, Mr. An."

"So gracious. Come on in. ”

Ahn Cheol-hee welcomed the two of them in. Zuo Lanluo sat on the sofa with some embarrassment.

"Sister-in-law, what are you drinking?"

"I'm not busy, I'm not thirsty."

"Third child, what does your wife like to drink?" An Zhexi turned around and asked Wei Junmu.

Wei Junmu replied: "She loves to drink water." ”

"Hehe, okay, drink water."

Ahn Cheol-hee poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Zuo Lanluo.

"That, third?" Ahn Cheol-hee was a little speechless and stopped.

"Say it, spit."

"Xia Qiuran was sent to the hospital last night for rescue. It is said that the danger period has just passed. ”

"Really? Not dead? ”

Ahn Cheol-hee nodded.

"She's really reluctant to give herself a good time." Wei Junmu said coldly

Zuo Lan Luo Han Yan, is this Wei Junmu a little indifferent too much.

"Mr. An, why did Xia Qiuran commit suicide?"

Ahn Cheol-hee said: "What else can it be? If you can't ask for it, you will be angry and ashamed, or you can see through the red dust. ”

"Isn't there anyone to persuade her?"

"Who advises? Xia Qiu Song or Xia Guoguo? The people of their Xia family are eager to help her marry into the Wei family. ”

Zuo Lanluo was puzzled, and she asked again: "Isn't Xia Qiuge already married into the Wei family?" It stands to reason that he has already married the Wei family, so he has a relative interest relationship. Why do you have to let Xia Qiuran marry in? ”

"Just that Wei Yifei is a gentleman, he only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. The third child is the heir of the Wei family's estate, and in the Wei family, except for the third child, no one has weight. ”

"Oh?" Zuo Lanluo looked at Wei Junmu, and did not deny that grandpa valued Wei Junmu the most, she could see it.

"Poor woman." Zuo Lanluo sighed.

"I'm not pitiful?" Wei Junmu asked rhetorically.

"You?" Zuo Lanluo shook his head: "It's not pitiful. Hateful. ”

"Hateful? Zolanluo? Wei Jun frowned.

"Hey, what?" Zolanluo sat down at the other end of the couch.

"Zuo Lanluo, are you desperate, I'll get a divorce quickly?"

"I didn't say that, you said it yourself."

"I look at your posture, I can't wait to be the master of Xia Qiuran's house." Wei Jun Mu said that his face became colder and colder.

Zuo Lanluo didn't want to fight with him, "I didn't." I'm just talking about things. ”

"Alright, alright. What a real comparison between the two of them. Ahn Cheol-hee played the round.

"Who's with him?"

"Who's with her?"

Zuo Lanluo and Wei Junmu said in unison.

Ahn Zhexi is full of black lines, yes, it's quite tacit.

"I think that this time the Xia family will definitely have to go to your Wei family again to make trouble." Ahn Cheol-hee couldn't help but worry.

"He dares." Wei Jun Mu Liang and his Xia family did not dare to go to the Wei family to make trouble on this New Year's Festival.

The daughter he gave birth to himself is not angry, and he can't splash dirty water on his head every time, even if the Wei family does it, he doesn't do it.

"You'd better be prepared."

"If they want to use Xia Qiuran to kidnap me again, their Xia clan will not be far from bankruptcy." Wei Junmu was ruthless.

"Okay, okay, for the New Year, let's not talk about this. Where will I go to eat later, I'll please. Ahn Cheol-hee ended the topic.

"Eat it at home, you can do it." Wei Junmu smiled evilly.

"Spare me, I don't know how to cook."

"Then you do it." Wei Junmu looked at Zuo Lanluo and said.

Zuo Lanluo pointed at himself: "Me? I don't know how to cook. ”

"You're a woman, how can you not cook?" Wei Junmu said with some disgust.

"Hey, who said that women are going to be able to cook, and now the chefs are all men, okay?" Zoranluo retorted.

Wei Junmu got up, took off his coat, and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt: "It seems that it depends on me at the critical moment." ”

"You know how to cook?" Zuo Lanluo was very surprised.

"Than you would." Wei Junmu said arrogantly.

"Cut" Zuo Lanluo rolled his eyes at him. "Then we will wait to eat Third Young Master Wei's delicious food."

Wei Junmu went to the kitchen, and Zuo Lanluo picked up the magazine on the coffee table and read it.

Wei Junmu's mobile phone screen flashed and lit up. Zuo Lanluo picked it up, a mobile phone number, and did not write his name.

"Wei Junmu, your phone."

"Who?"

"No name."

"Hang up."

Zuo Lanluo pressed the hang up button, and the phone lit up again. It's still that phone number.

Zuo Lanluo picked up his mobile phone and went to the kitchen: "It's called again, hurry up and pick it up." ”

Wei Junmu glanced at his mobile phone number and reluctantly picked it up.

"What?"

Xia Qiuge's sharp voice on the other end of the phone came: "Wei Junmu, where did you die, Qiu Ran committed suicide for you again, you hurry up to the hospital." ”

Wei Junmu's cold face frowned slightly: "Xia Qiuge, you are looking for a cigarette for the New Year, can you speak." ”

After speaking, Wei Junmu hung up the phone directly.