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Chapter 842 take you home(2/2)

"I'm sorry, I won't touch it!"

Yang Fan smiled.

"This is not a contraband in China or the United States, just don't worry!"

Wang Hui raised his eyebrows, "Just like in your United States, it's not contraband in many places!"

"This is boring!"

Yang Fan is airtight and defends step by step.

"It doesn't matter! Then eat the food, I'll ask the driver to take you to the airport after eating!"

Wang Hui shrugged indifferently, "I don't understand. You can be very nice to Shen Feifei, why do you want to feed him Ye Zi?"

Yang Fan suddenly looked up and his eyes became cold.

"Wang Hui, do you think you will win?

So mocking me?

Why?

Because she still has you in her heart...I'm not happy!"

"Okay, I'm full of this meal!"

Yang Fan stood up, "Wang Hui, I remember you, but we will never meet again, it's a pity!"

"Ding Yi, take Mr. Yang to the airport!"

Wang Hui remained silent.

"Yes! Mr. Yang, please!"

I don’t know when Li Hao’s position was replaced by Ding Yi.

Yang Fan's salute was still in the car, and he went to the airport immediately, so the other party could not have made any trouble.

Wang Hui kept sending Yang Fan to the car.

When she fell down the car window, Yang Fan looked at Wang Hui with a smile: "I hope you and Shen Feifei can make up. She tastes great!"

Wang Hui remained silent and said softly: "Are there any other things to say?"

"there is none left!"

"Then do you have any other wishes that have not been fulfilled?"

Wang Hui asked again.

"there is none left!"

"Then, the road is smooth!"

Wang Hui waved his hand and took a step back.

The car windows rose.

As soon as Ding drove, Yang Fan sat in the back row.

The car started to move and walked around the hotel street. Before the main road was on, the car suddenly stopped.

Before Yang Fan could react, Li Hao rushed into the car and closed the car door.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Fan was shocked.

"Send you home!"

Li Hao rushed over and grabbed Yang Fan's neck.

"Let me go!"

Yang Fan struggled.

But it's very weird, he can't use all his strength.

Li Hao pinched him with one hand and laughed: "Mr. Yang, don't be nervous, relax!"

A hand knife cut it into Yang Fan's neck.
Chapter completed!
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