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Chapter seven hundred and ninety-three

"What should I do? Retreat! The task has been completed, so it is not advisable to stay here for a long time." Jin Chunmei said, turned around and walked out to the door, and the waiter girl also walked out with a thump.

"The play is good!" Jin Chunmei said to the girl as she walked.

"That's it. Can't I do it well if I have a few words?"

Jin Chunmei smiled and stopped talking. Then the two got into the car together and left.

Shooting and changing places is her usual practice. Moreover, she knew even more that this is Hangzhou City and the "hometown" of the Fourth Young Master. This place is really not something she can do without any presumptuousness.

It’s so great that it’s like this. It’s time to fight “guerrilla” from time to time. Although it can’t hit the vital points, it’s at least “venting off”. Who made her Jin Chunmei dislike Ye Zhiyu?!

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This is Hangzhou City. This happened to Ye Zhiyu. Chu Mu was in the border town and he had not yet let him know. However, as soon as Chu Qianqian and the others went out, they called Li Meng.

As soon as he received the call, Li Meng was scared to death. It was also amazing to say that he was not good at allergies. It depends on what the situation was. He didn't know what was going on with Ye Zhiyu, but he knew he had to call Qian Qingye.

Young Master Chu is not here, Young Master Mo is no longer there, Young Master Shen is also outside the city, and there is only Qian Qingye, the head of the family in Hangzhou.

When Li Meng arrived at the hospital, Qian Qingye was already in the hospital. Ye Zhiyu was injecting, Qian Shao had already asked the whole story of the matter and called Zheng Hao to go to the small noodle shop to investigate the situation.

The more Chu Muyuan is away, Qian Qingye feels the responsibility on his shoulders is more important. Under his own nose, someone dares to "strike" directly to the door. Isn't this an open provocation?

Of course, Qian Qingye has never seen a person who can turn into that shape because of a little juice, blushing all over his face. Chu Qianqian said that he had it on his hands and on his body, and it definitely felt that it was not as uncomfortable as outsiders.

Although it was uncomfortable to look at Ye Zhiyu, there was a difference between men and women after all, Qian Qingye had to stand outside. He hugged Shi in front of his chest and looked out the window.

Ye Zhiyu was allergic to Mang Juice, and even Qian Qingye didn't know it, and Chu Muyuan never said it. Of course, Chu Qianqian must know it because they were best friends. But there must be someone who knew it, who it could be?

There probably isn't such a person in Hangzhou. If there is, then this person should be someone around Ye Zhiyu.

Qian Qingye has been waiting for the news. Rather than waiting for the news, it is more like confirming his own ideas.

Since Jin Chunmei showed up in Hangzhou, Chu Muyuan and the others felt that she would not stop because she was the kind of person who would not be at ease.

Soon, Zheng Hao called and said that one of the two women was Jin Chunmei, but they had already left. The hotel owner said that she was his "boss" friend and said he had to come over to "help". Before he could come a few days, he left without saying hello today.

Qian Qingye frowned. He now understood what it means to be unable to stop, and to stop talking.

The existence of Jin Chunmei is simply a headache. Not to mention Jin Donglai, because she is her biological daughter, she cannot scold and even beat her. Even Chu Muyuan was a little helpless with her.

It’s a jealous weapon to throw a mouse!
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