Yan Qingrui is so cold, what should I do if I want to beat someone up?

Zhou Xingyun is not disgusted with his men's outfit this time. If he says such stingy words to a man, will he have no psychological barriers?

Zhu Jincheng looked at Zhou Xingyun's random silver notes as if he was playing, and he was not relieved. However, he still smiled and wanted to please him a few points.

The money is also paid, so people can't offend you, right?

So, watching Zhou Xingyun and the silver-masked boy walk out, he personally sent it out.

Neither Zhou Xingyun nor Yan Qingrui paid attention to it.

Yan Qingrui originally wanted to make the Zhu family look good, but Zhou Xingyun was so troubled that she couldn't do this in front of him, so she had to do it next time. However, the money had been obtained, so it was not in vain.

However, Zhou Xingyun was staring at Yan Qingrui with both eyes. Where could he care about Zhu Jincheng's flattering eyes and flattering words?

Just as Zhu Jincheng felt that the two could not be kept, and the matter of General Manager Zhang had not yet brought Zhou Xingyun's words to the point of asking him to do something, the formation at the door of the mansion was in chaos. Then, several servants carried someone in.

Zhu Jincheng was shocked. Except for Yan Qingrui's clear knowledge, even Zhou Xingyun was a little curious about what happened. At this time, the servants had approached. Zhu Jincheng said in surprise: "Son, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Zhen was covered in blood, his expression was wailing, but his eyes were hated and resentful. When he saw Zhu Jincheng, he burst into tears, and his mouth was whimpering, his fingers were gestured, which roughly meant: "Dad, you want to avenge me!"

Zhu Zhen's injuries had been bandaged and he changed into a robe. Zhu Jincheng didn't know how much his son was injured, but he knew that he had lost his tongue and was still bleeding from his mouth. This was a shocking thing. He was a third-rank guard and his son was beaten up. After all, a martial artsman was not as good as a human being.

But now that someone has broken his tongue, it will be different.

His face was deep, he looked at the servants and said, "What's going on?"

Zhu Zhen wanted to plot against Bai Xiaoxi at that time and drove all the servants away. Especially after Bai Xiaoxi was taken from the pill, they felt that the young master was doing a good thing, disturbing the young master, and suffering from it, and they were all far away. Only the one who was closer was beaten by Leng Yuyuan and was not awake yet.

Zhu Zhen left after enduring the pain and left for a long time before he met his servant. Seeing this situation, the servant was so scared that he almost had weak legs and quickly found someone to carry the young master back.

No one can answer Zhu Jincheng's question.

Only when he knew the cause and effect of the matter, his heart was full of resentment. He wanted to call Zhu Jin to be his angry Zhu Zhen, but he couldn't speak.

Zhu Zhen was carried on a soft chair. At first, he did not see Yan Qingrui and Zhou Xingyun. In the face of "report" with tears in his face and Zhu Jincheng's anxious, angry and unknown situation, Zhu Zhen's eyes inadvertently saw Yan Qingrui and Zhou Xingyun.

Zhou Xingyun was automatically ignored by him, but Zhu Zhen would never forget the figure wearing a silver mask even if he died. He suddenly stood up from the soft chair, and then pulled the wound, and tears were filled with pain.

He grabbed Zhu Jincheng's clothes, as if the miser had grabbed Master Qingtian who could avenge him, and pointed at Yan Qingrui: "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu
Chapter completed!