"Do you know what a heart is like a knife? That's what I am now."

After taking a look at Yan Ming's muddy eyes, Wu Bei raised his hand and poked his chest.

"Sad, this sentence is sincere."

Yan Ming wrinkled his nose and patted Wu Bei's shoulder and head to respond.

"Thanks!"

Wu Beiqiang squeezed out a smile.

"Go ahead, I'll sit here and have a tea."

Yan Ming waved his hand to drive him away.

"Hello anytime if you need it. Thank you godfather. This sentence is also sincere."

Wu Bei shrank his neck and turned around to leave.

"Is it true that thank you, or is it true that godfather?"

Yan Mingmeng asked again.

“As you imagined.”

Wu Bei spoke in an ambiguous manner.

"Little slutty, Deng Can really shouldn't have introduced you to me at the beginning. I guess he regretted it later. However... you are born to eat this bowl of rice. You can clearly see through everything, but your face will never show it. Continue to maintain your image as a tiger husband. I believe that many people will suffer in the future."

Yan Mingbai smiled and scolded with a glance.

"I try my best."

Wu Bei bowed again half true and half false.

"What are you talking about? I'm so happy?"

At this moment, Qiuqiu, who had a perfect figure and a proud appearance, walked back with two bottles of soda.

"It's okay, I'm pleased to accept a good son, Xiao Wu, according to seniority, should you care about your sister Qiuqiu?"

Yan Ming looked at Wu Bei happily.

"If you have something to do in the mourning hall, I'll come to serve my godfather later."

Before he could finish his words, Wu Bei fled and seemed to leave.

"Hahaha.."

Staring at his fleeing back, Yan Ming laughed heartily.

"I haven't seen you laugh so happily in a long time."

Qiuqiu unscrew the bottle cap and handed the soda to the other party.

"happy?"

Yan Ming was stunned for a moment, then shook his head again: "It's helpless. By the way, what's the name of the young nurse you had with Wu Bei for a while? Isn't the relationship very good? Are there any contacts now?"

"You said Su Qing? We have videos every week. Didn't I tell you that she opened a travel company and asked you to help promote more. Have you thrown it all out?"

Qiuqiu pouted his little mouth coquettishly.

"How can we do it? We will leave our unit's team building next quarter to her. If you have time, please contact her and tell her about the situation here. I think she cares a lot about Wu Bei. Wu Bei is a big ha. I am a godfather, so I have to think more about life events for him, right?"

Yan Ming's eyes turned a few times and his smile was particularly bright.

"Okay, I'll shoot a short video for her first, and then slowly talk about it. By the way, husband, is it true that you might return to Chong City to work?"

Sister Qiuqiu asked a question immediately.

"Of course it's true. How can the Qingshui Yamen in the province be comfortable in the city? Even if that brat Wu Bei doesn't come with me this time, I'm still thinking about a way to make a call back. It's just that he just lets me accept a favor. I really make you say it right. Wu Bei is a character. When he meets a sea and turns into a dragon, he becomes a tiger! Chongcheng is a brilliant person, especially when he cultivates such alternative talents!"

Yan Ming's cheeks curled a smug smile.

In the mourning hall, Wu Beigang planned to continue kneeling down, but the phone in his pocket suddenly rang out of place. Seeing that it was a strange number, he answered in confusion: "Who?"

"Uncle Wu, I am the Maverick!"

A slightly tender voice came from the phone.

"ah?"

Wu Bei subconsciously glanced at Niu Sao who was crawling on the ground not far away, and paused, "Yes."

"I'm at the entrance of the funeral home. Can you come out to see me? I know that my mother deliberately hides it from me and doesn't want me to know about this, but... there is no airtight wall in the world. I have worked very hard to find your number, please!"

The Mavericks' tone was filled with pleading.

"Wait for me."

Wu Bei took two breaths, called Sun Ze to watch the guests for him, and walked out of the mourning hall quickly.

After half a cigarette, Wu Bei met Brother Niu’s only son, Niu.

The young man looked white and clean, but his eyes were filled with blood. He wore a slightly loose black casual outfit, his feet were covered with mud, and his whole body was filled with a strong scholarly spirit.

"Uncle Wu..."

The moment he saw Wu Bei, the calf curled up and almost fell to his knees.

"Don't let me scold you. How much pain is your mother's ninja hidden from you? Do you want us to die if you do this again? Tell me if you have anything to do, and get back to study. Since we don't want you to know, then pretend you don't know. Although it's cruel, we have to consider the living people, aren't you man?"
Chapter completed!