Outright Favoritism Chapter 715: : This is a personal attack

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At the end of the conversation, Li Qiao just walked up to Shang Yu.

She said'Ah' again, and very intimately reminded Hu Ying, "There is also the recording of you letting me instigate honorable crime and abscond to Burma. I have also handed it over to the Criminal Investigation Division. Let's...recite."

Hu Ying never expected that they had arranged the round for so long, not only could it be easily resolved, but they also got into trouble in the end.

Standing up in a panic, the two bite back in unison, "Patriarch, we have no alternative."

"Patriarch, it has nothing to do with us..."

The three people quarreled together, and no matter how much they worked together before, they flew away in disaster.

At this moment, Shang Zonghai has a calm posture, and murmurs a bit sadly, "You have committed so many crimes, you are really confused."

Hu Ying saw his regret, just about to ask for help, Shang Zonghai already looked at Qin Song and smiled: "Xiao Qin, business affairs, you take it away."

Qin Song was amused, and without a door on his lips, he said directly, "Uncle Shang is wise."

Yes, he usually calls Uncle Shang when he sees Shang Zonghai.

Shang Zonghai waved his hand, "Your own family, you are welcome."

"??"

The side patriarch: "..."

In a blink of an eye, Hu Ying finally reacted sluggishly. He looked at Shang Zonghai and Shang Yu, and muttered dejectedly, "You already knew..."

Shang Zonghai took off his glasses, wiped the lenses with a tissue, and looked at Hu Ying kindly. "Old Hu, I have no credit and hard work in the Shang family over the past few years. I went in and reformed. Ten years will be out. At that time, I will provide you with old-age care."

Hu Ying made a sharp voice and fell into a chair.

Others are even more shocked and panic.

Twenty or thirty years?

They are older than Shang Zonghai, are they still dead?

Hu Ying shook his head on his own, repeating the impossible, the impossible.

Qin Song received the motion from Shang Zonghai's eyes, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered the three to be taken away.

As soon as they left the house, they heard Shang Zonghai’s voice, "Lao Hu, you can't even investigate who the girl’s name was written into the genealogy. It was a waste of my thoughts."

Hu Ying softened his ankles and turned his head stiffly. There was no more than a table between them. At this moment, they seemed to be separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.

Shang Zonghai sat up and stared at him. The light refracted by the lens penetrated deeply into his eyes. He smiled slightly and gave a final word, "Lao Xiao, please come in, and send an expulsion notice by the way. You can't afford the elder who hides the evil heart."

Hu Ying, Qiu Xianzhi, and Huang Zhaochun finally understood the meaning of today's temporary clan gathering.

Count in the game, in the game in the game.

They have always been played in the palm of their hands, and even the candidates for successor have been finalized.

Only they think they are in their hands without knowing it.

The people headed by Hu Ying have since been completely expelled from the Shang clan.

The evidence of their crimes is too numerous to count, and all of them are Li Qiao's return to the Presbyterian Church.

……

In the evening, Li Qiao and Shang Yu left the old house.

The candidate is Shang Yu's confidant of promotion from the dark hall.

Panzhi Patriarchs dare not make any difference to this, anyone can see that this pair of father and son plus a Li Qiao, even if the existing ten side branches together can't make it.

At this time, Shang Zonghai paced to the tea room, his brows and eyes were pleasant and he seemed to be in a good mood.

"Old Xiao." He stood still suddenly and whispered.

Housekeeper Xiao hurried forward, bowed his waist and responded, "Patriarch, you say."

Shang Zonghai stood with his hand holding his hand, his fingers flicking the Buddha beads, and he looked forward and said in a deep voice: "Take time to talk to Qin Xiaozi. I don't want to see the three of them come out alive."

Housekeeper Xiao nodded clearly, "I will do it now."

Shang Zonghai's eyes are full of dark shadows, intertwined with deep cold and harsh colors that outsiders can't see.

He was never a soft-hearted person.

……

The sunset is getting thicker, and the mansion and apartment in the city.

Mo Jue was squatting on the bay window and looking at the busy streets downstairs. He stretched his neck and kept looking around when he saw some stops.

At this time, Li Yan was lying on the sofa, with his arms folded over his forehead, blocking the glare of the setting sun slanting outside the window.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at Mo Jue involuntarily.

Why haven't I noticed that his little friend is so cute before?

The little one squatted on the bay window, and from time to time he went downstairs to probe his head, just like ADHD.

Li Yan looked attentively, and after a while he dragged the back of his head with his palm, changed his position and continued to look at Mo Jue.

"Here is here, here is my ancestor."

Mo Jue exclaimed suddenly, and leaned half of his body out of the window and waved to say hello, "Sister, here I am, come up soon."

Li Yan's heart beats, almost not cursing.

It's the **** eighth floor. Wouldn't you kill her if you fell?

Thinking about this, Li Yan had already jumped up from the sofa. Because he was worried about Mojue, he naturally ignored the girl she called.

Mo Jue didn't know that Li Qiao didn't see herself. She was about to shout again, her neck tightened, and Li Yan grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back.

She was unstable under her feet, staggering back, and seeing that she was about to fall out of the bay window, Li Yan subconsciously opened her arms and stood behind her and took the person into her arms.

Inertia, the moment he caught Mo Jue, his arms were gathered in front of her, Mo Jue also hugged his arms tightly, still exclaiming: "Boss, you scared me to death."

The two postures are not considered intimate. After Mo Jue struggled twice, Li Yan took her to the bay window. A straight man ridiculed in the air: "You still have chest muscles, when will you practice? Of?"

Mo Jue was instantly stiff.

She looked down at her Yi Ma Pingchuan, blinked, and her mood fell to the bottom.

Is this the pectoral muscle?

This is clearly a personal attack by the boss.

Mo Jue slumped his head, almost equal to nothing, indeed like a pectoral muscle.

Where did Li Yan know the twists and turns in her heart, raised his hand and patted the back of her head, "I don't know if I have chest muscles?"

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Mo Jue looked at him with his round eyes open, and said nothing.

Because she suddenly discovered that so many people couldn't see her gender. It turned out that she didn't hide her gender well, but... she didn't have standard characteristics.

Mo Jue slipped into the bathroom without waiting for Li Qiao to enter the door.

She took out her mobile phone from her pocket, logged onto a shopping website, and crackled a few words: Breast Enhancement Products.