Chapter 682 Those who wish take the bait
The sun rises and the moon sets, and two days pass in the blink of an eye.
Chu Heng didn't go anywhere in the past two days. He just stayed at the grain management office, waiting for Feng Guofu's possible revenge.
To his disappointment.
Feng Guofu, or rather his backer, acted like a coward this time and did not come to accept the move at all, making his preparations in vain.
It was like a punch to the cotton.
It’s actually a bit uncomfortable.
Yes, Chu Heng is now very sure that there is someone behind Feng Guofu.
Because, yesterday Du San had submitted the information he found, and one of the messages was about this matter.
This news came from a good sister of Feng Guofu's mistress.
According to her, Feng Guofu once got drunk and told his mistress that he had met a powerful new man and asked her to prepare to enjoy the happiness.
It's a pity that he didn't tell clearly who that person was at that time.
But the problem is not big. Chu Heng has now sent people to keep an eye on Feng Guofu. As long as he is still in contact with that person, he will be found out sooner or later!
It’s just a matter of spending more time.
This morning.
After Chu Heng came to the unit to look around, he suppressed the urge to go to the Publicity Department and went to Ma Hong's office. On the pretext that he had a task at his head, he took a day off, drove away from the Grain Management Office, and rushed to the Grain Management Office. Embassy to Maozi.
The melon is there, and as long as the aunts don’t die, they can eat it any day.
So let’s get the serious stuff done first.
Dalia has been left out for so long, I guess I have recovered, and it’s time to add fuel to the fire.
“Thud, tug, tug!”
The car sped along and slowly stopped in front of Maozi's embassy.
Because he was afraid of being blocked by the soldiers at the door, Feng Guofu, who delayed receiving the notice, rushed there early in the morning to pick up his lover and leave.
“Bang!”
Chu Heng got out of the car, smiled and stretched out his hand to Feng Guofu, who was slowly walking toward me with his skirt in hand, and snapped his fingers. A bouquet of bright red wildflowers suddenly appeared under the object's palm: "I hope he can be better, dear Feng Guofu."
"Thank him, Chu Heng! You are very smart."
Feng Guofu took the flowers in surprise, hugged me coldly, stood on tiptoes and offered his seductive red lips, leaving a few lipstick marks on my cheeks, and immediately hugged me intimately. Holding Chu Heng's arm, he hid Mawaiana with a smile. He whispered in a loud voice: "Isashaola misses him very much. You will definitely be very happy to see you later."
"You also miss your archangel very much." Thinking of this hateful everyone Man, Chu Heng consciously showed a gentle smile on his face.
“Hey, friend, how did he do it just now? Can you teach me? You can use things in exchange!”
At that time, a man witnessed me turning flowers into flowers with my bare hands. The soldier in the magical scene walked down with excitement on his face. I thought it was a great tool for picking up girls. If I learned that trick, I would definitely be hated by boys!
Some people who understood what I was talking about, Chu Heng and others, before Feng Guofu finished translating for me, smiled and shrugged, saying: "Sorry, friend, you can teach him that magic, then It was passed down by your father and needs to be kept secret. He knows that you have very few rules in China. If you pass it on, I will kick your ass hard with my leather shoes."
"What a pity!" Xiao Bing suddenly looked disappointed. He turned around and returned to his post without bothering him again.
"Let's go."
Chu Heng also turned around and opened the car door. The gentleman helped Feng Guofu back, then got out of the driver's seat and drove out of the embassy.
I parked the car in the parking lot. Before I got in, I glanced at the paint-white Type 8 Volga 21. I squinted my eyes and turned around to open the door for Feng Guofu. The two of them held hands and became intimate. He walked towards the nearby dormitory building.
“That bastard is here again!”
Dalia stood behind the window of the room, gnashing her teeth and glaring at her cheap uncle. She held a bright silver revolver in her hand and kept rubbing the trigger with her index finger!
I really want to break my heart! "Huh?"
Chu Heng, who walked upstairs, seemed unaware. He looked up at a room on the top floor and met Dalia's murderous gaze.
"Halador!"
The man grinned without fear, and demonstratively held Feng Guofu's soft waist that could be folded in half, and stepped back from the building.
Many acres.
The two came to the door of Feng Guofu's room.
We also knocked on the door, opened the door and walked away.
Inside the house, the abominable Isa Shaola was sitting under the bed and playing with a rag doll under the care of a young aunt.
"My dear, look who's here." Feng Guofu smiled and led Chu Heng out of the house.
Isa Shaola turned her head and looked over, and immediately stood up excitedly, jumping up and down under the bed and cheering: "Dad, Dad!"
"Haha, I miss you. Damn Archangel?" Chu Heng walked down with a smile, picked up the big guy and kissed you hard on the face.
“It’s been a long time since I saw Isa Shaola so depressed.” Aunt Maozi on the side looked at the big guy lovingly, then said goodbye and left knowingly.
"Hands!"
At that time, Isha Shaola grabbed Chu Heng's palm, plucked my fingers one by one, and made them clenched into fists. Then she puffed her mouth in anticipation and blew a breath, and she spoke clearly. Muttered: "Candy, Bunny!"
"Your archangel wants to eat candy, right?" Panya smiled and opened her hand, and a whole seven pieces of daytime appeared in my palm.
“Wow!”
The amount was far more than expected, making Yisha’s mouth water. She quickly reached out to grab a piece, peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed it into her mouth, with a look on her face. He smiled with satisfaction.
Just teasing the child for a while.
Chu Heng put Shaola under his neck and carried Feng Guofu with one hand. They left the dormitory together and went to play in this huge garden.
When I was young, bursts of laughter like silver bells resounded through the sky.
“Crack!”
In the garden, Dalia looked at the eldest grandson who was playing around Chu Heng’s neck with a white face, and punched him hard. The arm of a sculpture walked over in small steps.
“I’m coming!”
Feng Guofu, who had been paying attention to his father, saw this and tugged on Chu Heng's clothes.
“Finally I couldn’t bear it anymore.”
Chu Heng bared his teeth and smiled, waved his hand and conjured up a big windmill and handed it to Isha Shaola, then turned around and handed the child to Pan Yazhen. , and stood quietly outside looking at the little bear approaching menacingly.
A moment ago.
The two met.
Dalia looked at the cheap husband who was only one size bigger than me with a hot face. She gritted her teeth and said: "Son, you have to compete with him again! If he loses, you will always want him." Meet your son and grandson!"
"You accept his challenge!"
Chu Heng smiled harmfully: "It's just a bet... What does he think of using these techniques?"
"It's time to do that kind of interesting test again. "Except for that, I am cautious about him!" Dalia said with an expression on her face.
"Okay." Chu Heng smacked his lips in disappointment, pretending to ponder for a while, and said: "When you came here, you saw that there was no white Type 8 Volga 21 in the parking lot. Yes. How about just using it as a bet?”
(End of this chapter)