Remember [花香 居 www.kanshushenzhan.com] in one second, to provide you with wonderful novel reading. Wrong, the name Di Fuyao has appeared for two years. Two years ago, she was a notorious waste. Why did she change from a waste material to a four-star Wulingzun in just two years? !!

Not only Dongfang Qing was shocked, Su Qinghuan was also shocked, but soon laughed, "It is indeed my family's Fuyao, that's so great!"

"Your family flicks ... what about that?" Dongfang Qing asked with interest.

Su Qing smiled at him, pulled Di Fu's hand and asked, "Where have you been for so long?"

"It's a long story." Di Fu smiled and said that the business matters later.

The Oriental Festival asked, "Where is the red cricket, where is she?"

"The girl around you?" Dongfang Qing said.

"Yeah." Dongfang Ji's face changed. "Don't you even know where she is?"

"Tianji Pavilion is overthrown, the whereabouts of all the dumb slaves and your personal aunt are unknown. I went to check and wanted to protect them, but ..." Dongfang Qing helplessly said.

The Eastern Festival was anxious, "Where is the whereabouts unknown?"

"I know where she is," Su Qinghuan said suddenly, "follow me."

"Qing Huan, go back quickly," Dongfang Qing told.

Su Qinghuan glanced at him, not focusing on his heart, holding Di Fu's arm, the two talked with a smile and walked out of the Yangxin Hall.

The oriental sacrifice has a profound meaning: "I didn't care about people at the beginning, but now what's wrong with me?"

Dongfang Qingjun's face was so cold, he hummed proudly, and turned back to continue to approve the offer.

"Human, you always know how to treasure when you lose it, but fortunately, you still have a chance, everything is too late." The Eastern Festival dropped this sentence and chased the door.

Dongfang Qing frowned slightly, paused with the fingers of the pen, then lowered his eyes firmly, "The second uncle is right, the opportunity is right in front of him, I must hold firmly."

He hurriedly changed his dragon robe and chased out of the palace gate in a rage, but was led by the guard who guarded the palace gate.

"The black market ?!" Dongfang Qing was immediately wary, grinning, "Isn't that the man's nest?"

No!

He finally got the forgiveness of Qing Huan and lived in harmony with her, but he couldn't be fooled by the black market president who had been killed halfway.

Dongfang Qing galloped the horse and hurried away.

Along the way, Su Qinghuan pulled Di Fuyao and chattered her about her experience these days. At the end of her hearing, she was very distressed with tears in her eyes.

Su Qinghuan stared again at the Oriental sacrifice of the culprit, "If it were not for you, how could Fu Yao suffer so much suffering?"

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, and I won't dare." The Oriental Festival admits it wrongly, and it doesn't say anything after being scolded.

He did not dare to provoke Emperor Fuyao, no matter her strong network or the strength against the sky, he did not dare to make trouble.

The three quickly came to the gate of the black market. Di Fu shook his feet and looked at Su Qinghuan. "Will you wait for me?"

Su Qinghuan froze, quickly reacted to the meaning, and could not help but smile, Juan Mei's face had only a slight relief, "As early as that day, I had nothing to do with him."

Instead, she seemed guilty of guilty conscience, which showed that she still cared.

To this day, her feelings for Rong Hong have faded and disappeared over time.

Therefore, even if face to face with Rong Hong now, she won't make a half wave in her heart, because she has put down her feelings for Rong Hong.

The oriental sacrifice ceased to speak.

The three came to the black market management building.

"Mrs. is here!" The administrator has seen Su Qinghuan and Rong Hong together before, and once again saw her with a smile on his face and greeted him.

Su Qinghuan was too lazy to explain, and asked directly: "Where is Rong Ye?"

"If you return to Madam, the President is in there! Do you need a small obituary?"

"No need," Su Qinghuan said in a domineering manner, and then turned back and smiled at the two people and said, "Let's go."

Rong Hong was dealing with the black market, so he heard a noise outside the door. He couldn't help rubbing his temples, and said angrily, "Shut up! What a noise!"

A man walked into the room with a cheerful face and said, "Master, it's your wife!"

"Madam?" Rong Hong was shocked, and quickly got up.

It happened that Su Qing came in and headed Su Qing coldly and reprimanded the administrator, "I'll make it clear in the presence of your president now. I am not a lady, remember?"

Rong Yan heard the words, Jun face was blue and white, and looked at her wryly, "Guo Guo, are you still angry with me?"

Su Qinghuan grinned, "It's not me who is looking for you."

"I'm looking for you!" The Eastern Festival hurriedly asked, "Where's the red owl, where is she ?!"

"You're here to find the red owl?" Rong Hong's face suddenly turned ugly.

Because he couldn't say in front of Su Qinghuan, he hid a woman in his home.

Su Qinghuan saw his distress at a glance, and expressed disapproval. "Dad President dare to admit it?"

Rong Huijun's face was pale.

"Is there a ghost in the adult's heart, or are you afraid that the ghost emperor of Beicha will know that you are hiding the person he is going to kill?" Su Qinghuan said, "Be assured, nobody cares about this here."

Perceiving the alienation and indifference in her words, Rong Hong frowned. "Nobody cares ... Guoguo, you ..."

"Where is the man ?!" the Eastern Festival cried impatiently.

"At ... my house," Rong Yan said.

Su Qinghuan really looked like this.

If she replaced Su Guoguo, she would be jealous and angry when she heard such words.

However, at that time, Su Guoguo, who was naive, was dead, so naturally she would not respond.

"Where is your home?" Di Fuyao asked. "The time is very urgent, you say a position coordinate."

"Where are the coordinates ..."

"For example, if there are any iconic buildings near your home, just tell me, I will know." Di Fuyao explained.

Rong Hong thoughtfully said, "In the southwest of Beijing ..."

Di Fuya jumped into the operating space immediately and took the three of them to the gate of Rongyu Mansion.

"It's actually here ?!" Su Qinghuan immediately exploded at the sight of the mansion, staring at Rong Hong with sarcasm.

This mansion was bought by Rong Hong and her, saying that it will be her foothold when she returns to her mother's house in Xichu in the future.

The quiet and beautiful scenery of the mansion is the house she chose.

Unexpectedly, things have changed in the past, but this mansion has become a place for Rongyu Jinwu to hide.

ridiculous! Really ridiculous!

Su Qinghuan just felt that the original enthusiasm had fed the dog!

Rong Hong was so ashamed that he couldn't even lift his head, lowered his head, ran forward and opened the door.

"Fuyao, I won't go in." Su Qinghuan said.

All the decorations in this mansion have her hard work.

She didn't want to go in and disgusted herself.

Rong Hong looked at her and couldn't say a word.

Emperor Fu nodded, "Okay."

The Oriental Festival runs faster than anyone else, and rushes in first, shouting, "Hung Hom-I am your master!"

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