"Kill him directly? Didn't you say it's too cheap?"

"Who said I was going to kill someone?" Ma Xiaoquan smiled coldly, "Aunt Hong's lost child, then Mao Jianhua's son will also have to suffer. Besides, my mother's family has to settle the matter with them for the Mao family's regretful marriage.

Let’s settle the accounts. I have to deal with that kid Mao Xiaoqiang first, huh~~”

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Mao Xiaoqiang’s family.

"Ah sneeze~" Mao Xiaoqiang rubbed his nose and muttered to himself, "Why do I feel like someone is always thinking about me?"

Next to Mao Xiaoqiang, Mao's mother was holding a necklace in front of her neck. When she heard her son say this, she frowned slightly and cursed: "You're talking nonsense. You don't even go to class, you just do nothing all day long."

What are you doing? Are you saying that the person I introduced to you a few days ago is fat? Where is the weight? "

Mao Xiaoqiang pursed his lips: "I just don't like it anyway. It's far worse than Zhao Minglan and Yuan Lan."

"You kid, why do you still miss Zhao Minglan and Yuan Lan?"

"Mom, you don't understand. Yuan Lan went to Rose City. I don't have to think about it anymore. But Zhao Minglan is back and is still in Zhuoyi's laboratory. Why can't I think about it too much."

Mao's mother put down the necklace and persuaded: "We treated the Yuan family so much, and the Yuan family will definitely ignore us. That Zhao Minglan, haven't you heard that a young man named Yang Lei who is with him has been pursuing her?

Yang Lei is the half-brother of the factory shrew Zhao Haitang. What’s wrong, do you still want to provoke Zhao Haitang?”

"No, no, I have met Zhao Haitang a few times. She is pretty, but I heard that he is a shoe-breaker. I just feel that none of the ones you introduced to me are as good-looking as Yuan Lan and Zhao Minglan."

"Okay, hurry up and go to work. Your dad has told you this several times. It's hard for your dad to answer to the higher-ups like this."

Mao Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes, climbed out of bed, and responded impatiently while getting dressed.

After leaving the house with a bang, Ma Xiaoqiang lit a cigarette, leaned against the corridor and started smoking.

He had just taken two puffs when a hand came out of nowhere and knocked the cigarette out of his mouth.

Mao Xiaoqiang suddenly became angry and turned around to get angry, when he saw a man who looked to be less than twenty years old holding a box of cigarettes dangling in front of his eyes.

Mao Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes slightly and asked, "Who are you?"

The man handed the cigarette in his hand to Mao Xiaoqiang and said with a smile: "I am Ma Xiaohu, Zhao Minglan's cousin. Brother Mao, don't you remember me?"

Mao Xiaoqiang had long forgotten about Ma Xiaohu (Ma Xiaoquan), but when he heard the three words "Zhao Minglan", his eyes suddenly lit up.

I was thinking about Zhao Minglan just now, and now his cousin comes to see me. What a coincidence.

Mao Xiaoqiang put away the cigarette, took out a new one and lit it, took a puff, and exhaled a cloud of mist and said, "What's wrong? You have something to do with me?"

"Hmm~"
Chapter completed!