Kapitel 132: The 132nd octopus catfish effect

Autor: Su Zhishui Machinenübersetzung

"When? " Huo Ting was dumbfounded. He touched the back of his head and couldn't remember if this had happened to him before?

When did he bring candy to the Class Belle?

"You still don't admit it! " Xia Jinqi sighed and dug up his old debts. "Once, I went to look for you. GRANDPA Huo said that you collected all the candy in the House and said that you wanted to give it to the prettiest girl in class? "

How could someone who knew how to give candy to make girls happy at such a young age be interested in a grown man!

Huo Ting fell into deep thought.

It seemed that it was really true.

He pretended to give the candy to her, but in fact, he wanted to give it to her.

Who knew that his GRANDPA would see him? He was so shy that he could only lie casually.

Later, by accident, the candy was not given out, and he himself was sent to the army.

These few days, he often thought that if the candy was given out at that time, if he obediently listened to his GRANDPA and did not torture himself, was not sent to the army, and had not been separated for seven years, could he and the girl still be together?

However, no matter how much regret and regret he had, if he had missed it, he would have missed it. No one could change anything.

She was already married, and he could tell that Yan Jun was good to her.

Since it was in the past, he might as well forget about it.

Carefully hiding the love he had when he was young, Huo Ting poured a glass of wine for Xia Jinqi. "Can you forget about the embarrassing incident when you were young? If you always hold something against me, can you still play happily? "

Xia Jinqi stared at the wine glass in front of her and was stunned. "Don't even think about getting me drunk... "

"Don't tell me you're still going to drink three glasses of wine? Girl, you haven't improved at all after so many years? "

Xia Jinqi,"..."

Fine, she admitted that she had a nickname called three glasses of wine.

Ever since she was young, she had never been able to drink more than three glasses of wine. It was the standard of a small wine glass.

As long as she drank the fourth glass, she would definitely go crazy!

Seeing the corner of Xia Jinqi's eyes twitching, Huo Ting couldn't help but laugh out loud. "HAHAHA! You're right! Three glasses of wine. Come, drink with me! "

"..."

Question: What kind of existence was childhood?

Answer: Whether it was happiness or sadness, dazzling or embarrassing, they all remembered it for you.

"..."

Ye Sheng.

In the study room.

Yan Jun closed the last document that he had not read. He stretched out his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows. He leaned back on the chair a little tiredly and closed his eyes to rest.

Yan Qing's appearance in the company indeed made him have many more things to deal with for no reason.

Actually, it was not just an outsider's guess. Even he was also guessing what his grandfather's thoughts were?

He wanted him to compete fairly with Yan Qing?

Heh, there was no such thing.

His identity and his birth were originally blessed by the heavens.

To be honest, even if Yan Qing obtained all of the Yan Corporation, it would not be a great loss to him.

He was good at using wealth to create wealth.

Huo Ting's thoughts were right. He was different from those silkpants who lived on the streets and waited for death.

Being born in the Yan family had made him a lot of convenience, but he was not satisfied with the current situation. As early as a few years ago, he had already jumped out of the Yan family and had his own business.

Presumably, grandfather should also know of his current strength.

But even so, grandfather still did it.

The deep meaning in it, could it be... ...

Yan Jun suddenly opened his sharp eyes and looked out of the window into the dark night.

Was this equivalent to putting catfish into the pond where the tuna was kept?

Catfish effect?

Just as he was thinking about it, a burst of rapid breaking sound came from outside the door.

"Clang... "

Yan Jun came back to his senses and looked out of the door.

In the air, there was a small gasp of cold air.

"Hiss... "