The embarrassment of Miss San has something to do with Qianlong Villa, and Qianlong Villa is the root of Xu Heng and Long Xiaotian’s disagreement. He wants Xu Heng to increase the salary of Qianlong Villa’s cause. The ladies weren't troubled by the strongman. Wen Ya said that it was a fool who said dreams. To be straightforward, it was simply death!I think Xu Heng prefers to use a fire to burn Qianlong Mountain Villa cleanly-Ya had buried explosives in Qianlong Manor that were powerful enough to overturn the entire mountain. I wish I could develop the project with Long Xiaotian and Qianlong Mountain Villa Everyone in the relationship went up to heaven, so it is not difficult to speculate whether he would agree to Miss San's request without consultation!

If Ms. 3 has the courage, go to the door and tell Tianyou that she is the behind-the-scenes investor of the Longs development Qianlong Villa, let alone talk about the conditions with Xu Heng. I am afraid that I can’t see him in the face. Miss Ma Honeycomb should also have this self-knowledge, so I asked him, give Xu Heng to him, can you guarantee Xu Heng to surrender, she said no, dare to count on me to persuade Xu Heng!

It is undeniable that her conditions are tempting. If everyone thinks that she is the culprit who prompted Xu Heng to surrender, and I am not a pawn that allows her to dictate and listen to her, then I will not have to worry anymore. The anger and revenge from those who were affected by the Xu Heng case and the Long Xiaotian case. Similarly, with the protection of Miss San, the gold signboard, Xu Heng also needs to worry about Tianyou’s future life-as Miss San said, it is a Three-win result.

But I didn’t agree, and I couldn’t.

First of all, Xu Heng is a person, he is not a bargaining chip, he has the meaning of his alive, he has the value of his existence, on how the world will ultimately evaluate him, its meaning and value should never be reduced to being by some people The props used in exchange for commercial or political interests are contrary to my original intention to "get into trouble". I don't know if I am still rebellious or bloody, but my persistent desire and Xu Heng's ending can become a reflection , A reflection without any impurities.[

If the first reason is too ideal, then the second reason is too realistic-I am a lobbyist for Miss San, and I know that in Xu Heng's eyes, does it help evil?If Xu Heng presupposed that Miss San and Long Xiaotian belonged to the same raccoon dog, and did not say that his vengeance flame would be reignited by Miss San, in case I no longer believed in me and ran away with Tianyou, wouldn’t I have succeeded Sinners who help sin?I let Xu Heng pass once, but I will never let him go a second time!He should be guilty of condemning the law. There is no doubt that no matter how much I sympathize with his past, he cannot change the fact that he has broken the law and he is a dangerous person!The first time I was able to justify myself, it was beyond my power. This time, I had no confidence to deceive myself.

If Xu Heng has any revenge against society, I will condone my responsibilities and blame them!

Thinking of this, my frowned brows were spread out, and I was trying to cover up the tension and watched the expression of my third lady. Perhaps I thought I was sure to convince Xu Heng that there was a flash of joy on my brows, but I listened to me. There was a question that the eight poles couldn't fit, "Shredded radish, so thin, sliced ​​cucumber, so thin, what are you going to do?"

"Ah?" She didn't react.

I pointed to the chopped radish and cucumber slices on the chopping board, because they were too thin and too thin to lose moisture, and said, "You are very good at cutting, but you can lose everything you cut for the sake of show cutting. Taste, is it upside down?"

Miss San stared at her beautiful eyes, and if she was thinking, she suddenly asked me: "You mean I take it for granted? I think it is a good result for everyone. In fact, otherwise, I understand too complicated things. Simple?"

I was stunned by her and looked at her humbly for verification. It took a while to react-I just wanted to change the subject, but she thought there was a hidden mystery in my words.

I couldn’t help laughing, and I didn’t know if this girl had too high IQ and thought too much, or she accidentally exposed that she also had a dull side, which actually gave me a certain moment that she was not so hateful. Some cute illusions

I shook my head, took the opportunity to dispel the illusion in my head, and said: "You understand the simple things complex-all I want to say is that you cut the radish too thin, the cucumber slices are too thin, let alone go out of the pot By the way, the cold salad is not chewy, and it will be rotten and unscrupulous."

"Really?" She seemed to find the problem, with a slight panic. "What should I do?"

I asked what to do in my mouth, but my hands were not idle. The bitter gourd, eggplant, and tomatoes became three slices of thin slices instantly under her skilled cutter, so I suspected that she was pretending to deliberately ridicule me. Good air: "How can I know what you want to do, you ask me what to do, don't you know it yourself?"

"How do I know what to do?" The girl lifted her chin and pouted her lips. It was for granted that she couldn't help but want to shave her big ears, "I won't cook."

"You can't cook?" I don't believe it.

"No." She was pretty sure.

"The knifeman is so good, you said you wouldn't cook?" I was murderous.

Her eyes turned into shape, "The knife who came last night is more skilled than me. I still taught her these two things. You ask her if she will cook."

Which pot is not open for this lady, God knows if she deliberately sprinkled salt on my wound, "She should cook"

Miss San was startled, "How do you know?"

"Because Dongfang is very good at cooking," I blurted out. "My daughter is so good at cooking, not taught by her mother. Is it self-taught? Then I have one more reason to annoy her." [

"Who annoys?"

"Ran Yibai." When I mentioned this name, I unknowingly gritted my teeth and talked about the appearance and temperament. She and the one in front of me were the same level of misfortune. Speaking of the degree of disgust in my mind, these two are also comparable. Yes-although she hurt Sister Tiger, but what disgusted me even more was her indifferent attitude towards the East.

"What annoys her to annoy her?" Miss San, who showed little emotion all night, was so nervous that she tentatively tried.

I am relieved that the woman is her friend. She never wanted me to retaliate, let alone the woman who came to her last night, although malicious, but the joke was over the fire, so that it forced the tiger sister. Injury is also an indisputable fact, and Miss San will more or less feel ashamed.

"I'm off with you." I am so distracted that she didn't deliberately anger her and waved her hand, but she felt incredible even to herself. "I think that the surname Ran is too negligent to care about the east. The sixteen-year-old girl, It’s a playful and rebellious age. It’s impossible to really be so interested in the kitchen, but why is she practicing hard? If it’s not to cater to her mother’s interest, it’s because she wants to get her mother’s praise, but I’ve never After hearing her show off, what does this prove?"

I asked Miss San, and Miss San did not say anything. I thought it was funny, and asked her why?She is a wonderful leftover woman who has not been in love at the age of 27. Where can she understand the mother-daughter relationship?He continued: "It can only be proved that Ran Yibai has never praised the East. Such a woman who even sees her daughter's efforts to please her, and even her daughter's little desires, is also embarrassed to decide the future of her daughter with her face. Why?"

Miss San sneered: "It is no longer a qualified mother, and the future of other daughters will not be able to interfere with an outsider? Why do you rely on it?"

"Only one of my outsiders knows the East better than her! Just one of my outsiders knows that going to the East of France will not be happier than staying in the East of the North Sky!" I said angrily: "She is in France Do you have any friends? Is there any destiny in France? Is there her ** sister or her little night sister?" Finally, I am quite narcissistic and selfish in my heart to add: France has me, but our face is upright, no A trace of filth.

"How do you know she can't make new friends in France?"

"In this person's life, there are always some precious things that have been replaced by the law, some memories, some friends as mothers, she has the duty of guarding, but has no power to deprive! The person making the choice should not be me, nor It should be her, but the Oriental himself, sixteen years old, is no longer a know child."

A high IQ does not mean that eloquence must be good. Ms. San no longer speaks, either she doesn’t understand and speaks carefully, or she can’t fight my two pieces of mouth, and she continues to ravage the vegetables in the basket with a thoughtful expression. , Showing her superb knifeman, silent for a long time, suddenly asked: "You don't promise to help me convince Xu Heng, are you?"

Too jumpy, I reacted for a while, then said lightly: "I said, Xu Heng is not a bargaining chip."

Miss Three said nothing.

I was curious: "You don't force? Although I don't accept your favor, but you still have a lot of means to threaten me, for example, the cooperative project of Moon Valley and Fengchang."

She asked, "Is it useful?"

"It's useless," I said. "But you did so much before, isn't it just for today? It's so easy to give up, unlike your lingering style."

"You're wrong," she shook her head. "I did those, but I didn't want you to persuade me to help Xu Heng to smooth out Qianlong Villa's little trouble. Even if I appear here today, it's not exactly for this, strictly speaking. , This is just a request by the way. It’s okay for you to agree. It’s okay if you don’t agree. Anyway, my goal has been achieved."

"By the way? The purpose has been achieved?" I was surprised. "What purpose? Why did you come here?" I forgot to vomit for a while. The girl did not deny that she was struggling.

"Cooking," her elegant and noble temperament, although a touch of peach rose on her cheeks, she did not have a trace of sincerity, the evil taste flashed in her eyes, and the slightly upward curvature of the corner of her mouth, it was quite like a fate. The childish cunning makes me want to look sideways to see if there are nine fox tails behind her ass, "Although I can't cook"

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