Dressed As An Omega Divorced By Seven Alphas

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    Qi Peng was autistic after returning from the theater, gloomy like a gray mushroom growing in a damp corner.

    He found out through some means that more than half of the resources that were withdrawn were written by the He family.

    "I expected the Gibbs family to retaliate, but I didn't expect He Xun to be more ruthless than them. You are not born, are you?"

    "If possible, I don't want to be born by him." He Huan calmly looked at Zhinao.

    These actions of He Xun must have been a fatal blow to the original owner, but He Huan has no interest in acting.

    "What time are you still playing with your brain!" Qi Peng glanced at him, and muttered: "My ugly words are up front, I don't do business at a loss."

    He Huan chuckled: "I really don't have any revolutionary friendship at all. , do you think I look like a money-losing person?"

    Qi Peng felt his nose fainted by his smile, and turned his face away: "I am honest and honest, not like those people who like to play tricks."

    He Huan: "Don't steal Concept, your character is stingy and stingy."

    Qi Peng was not embarrassed when he was punctured

    . , and finally still a little embarrassed.

    "That... your next plan is..."

    He Huan dialed Jiang Xintian's communication number in front of him.

    Qi Peng opened his mouth wide enough to stuff an egg: "I, I, you dare to find him?"

    He Huan lazily brushed the hair drooping down to his eyelids: "It depends on whether the old man's words count."

    Qi Peng I remember that at the memorial service, Jiang Xintian treated He Huan very kindly.

    But many bigwigs were like this at that time, just like the business politeness of the elders to the younger generation.

    Although the relationship between Jiang Xintian and Muriel is extraordinary, after so many years, who knows how much true love is left.

    Qi Peng looked at him suspiciously, feeling uneasy.

    The communication was quickly connected.

    He Huan: "Mr. Jiang, hello, I'm He Huan."

    "Xiao Huan?!" Jiang Xintian's hearty laughter came from the other end: "Are you going to find the old man for a drink?"

    "Yes, I don't know that Teacher Jiang has recently If you are free, I brewed a bottle of wine myself and I want to bring it to you to taste." He Huan said.

    "You still make your own wine?" Jiang Xintian was very interested: "You must try this. You brought wine to my house the day after tomorrow, and there happened to be a party."

    He Huan: "My honor."

    Jiang Xintian also repeatedly urged: "You must Come."

    This is sleepwalking, Qi Peng asked in a daze: "Mr. Jiang really invited you to his house?"

    He Huan showed the address sent by Jiang Xintian.

    Qi Peng pinched his thigh: "Hiss...it hurts so much, it turned out to be real! Fuck, I really have you, He Huan." He paused: "I've known you for so many years, why didn't I know that you can make wine , where's your wine? Aren't you trying to tease Mr. Jiang?" No one in the