ney in my hand, I would return it to you! Do you think I deliberately embarrassed you " Seeing her scarlet cheeks, Wang Wanzhi felt that her emotions were on the verge of getting out of control.if we...Chapter 1166

the last time she was in so much pain, she put a knife in Fu Shiting's chest.

she never likes to run away, but at the moment, she is stimulated to lose all her reason.

she doesn't want to hear Fu Yechen's voice. Hearing his voice, her internal organs were stirring, as if she were dying of pain. On the other side of the

phone, Fu Yechen only heard a loud bang, and then there was no sound.

he glanced at the screen and the call was not interrupted.

he guessed that Qin Anan raised a gloomy smile at the corner of his mouth after he smashed his cell phone angrily.

I don't know how many more days Qin Anan can bear psychologically.

he hung up and said to his father, "I don't think Qin Anan will last much longer."

"Let's change houses at night!" Fu Han frowned. "I had a dream last night that Fu Shiting was after us." I was afraid that if I didn't get the money, I would get killed. "

"I have thought about this question. When Qin Anan helps us get Fu Shiting's shares, we will go abroad immediately, and then we will see whether to keep the shares for dividends or resell them." I think it's better to sell it. Although the money you get in this way is not as much as what you get by holding, it is better to do more than to do less. "

"mm-hmm. Let's move to another place. Another place where Fu Shiting can't find us. " Fu Han whispered, "I've figured out where to move."

"then let's move!" As long as Qin Anan asks Fu Shiting for shares, Fu Shiting will certainly want to be angry. However, the cloud and ink is in our hands, as long as Qin Anan still cares about the life and death of cloud and ink, he will certainly not let Fu Shiting hit us. " Fu Yechen's face darkened. "if we can get through this time smoothly, there will be countless splendor and wealth in the future."

"the house here will not be returned, and everything will not be taken away." Let them think that we still live here. " Fu Han said the plan.

"good."

Father and son packed some luggage casually and left the rental room.

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Qin Anan got up and picked up the phone that had fallen out.

the screen of the phone is broken, press the power button, and the main interface immediately appears in the fundus.

she took her cell phone with a broken screen and sat down in her office chair.

the blood bag on the table was constantly stimulating her nerves.

she reached into her hair with both hands, thinking painfully about how to negotiate with Fu Shiting.

she not only knows Fu Shiting, she knows herself better.

it is absolutely impossible for her to turn a blind eye to Yin and Yunmo!

money can be earned again without money, and their brother and sister's lives will be gone forever.

after struggling for a while, she turned on her cell phone and dialed Fu Han.

Fu Han answered the phone quickly.

"Fu Han, I will give you what you want as soon as possible!" Qin Anan's voice came coldly, "Don't hurt Yunmo any more!" If you bully him again, I will give you nothing! He's your relative, not mine! If he's dead, you're going to bury him, not me! "

Fu Han heaved a sigh of relief: "when are you going to ask Fu Shiting for equity" Give me some time. "

"are you in such a hurry"

"do you know to strike while the iron is hot The longer this drags on, the worse it will be for us. " Fu Han said coldly, "since you won't give me time, I'll set a time for you." How about a week Just for a week! "

Qin Anan clenched his fist, tears blurred his sight, and the blood bag on the table turned into a big pool of blood in a trance.

"good. This week, you take good care of Yunmo! If he makes any mistakes, you won't get Fu Shiting's equity! "

"Qin Anan, if you had said so earlier, we would have taken good care of Yunmo." Fu Han rambled on and on and on.

Qin Anan has a bad headache and doesn't want to hear his nonsense: "I'll contact you in a week!"

with that, she hung up.nst the wall, pale and colorless, as if she had passed away forever. He can't control his grief at all!Lesser Cold threw down the iad in his hand, squatted down, picked up his mother from the ground,...