HiLittle Wife

Chapter 131 Don't want to gain a foothold in the empire?
Hearing this, Lu Qian glanced at her mouth with cold eyes.

Just as she was about to speak, the door of the suite opened suddenly, and the tall and strong figure of Prison Jinsi appeared behind the door.

"Young Master!"

"Young commander!..."

The two immediately stood up straight and slightly bowed their heads in salute.

Prison Jinsi was wearing a black shirt and trousers, with one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding his mobile phone while he was on the phone.

The man was tall and tall, standing tall and straight at the door, his handsome face was expressionless, and a pair of ebony black eyes stared indifferently at somewhere in the corridor.

The man just stood there, and the cold and powerful aura around him exuded a dense chill.

As soon as the two subordinates made a sound, he swept his eyes away, his eyes like ice cellars frightened the backs of the two men, and lowered their heads even lower.

Prison Jinsi stood there for two or three minutes, listening to the phone all the time, without saying a word.

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Jun's face became more and more serious, and finally became terribly gloomy.

Lu Bei took a sneak peek at the Young Marshal's hostility, wishing he could freeze everything around him into ice sculptures.

The air seemed to freeze into ice.

He lowered his head, feeling the whizzing chill creeping up from the soles of his feet, reaching his limbs and bones.

Lu Qian on the side was also quite frightened, her hands and feet were cold, and she trembled slightly. It's okay for the young commander to be angry, but it's hell on earth to keep silent.

One look at his cold handsome face, it was like the calm before the storm.

"Chilietang doesn't want to gain a foothold in the empire anymore? Hmm?" Sure enough, the man gave a cold bark, his black eyes carried a hint of violence and danger.

He only said this in a low voice, and then suddenly raised his hand and threw the phone out.

Crack——The phone hit the wall opposite the corridor and fell in response.

The man's strength was heavy, the phone screen was not broken, but cracked a few marks and rolled down on the carpet.

The loud noise startled the bodyguards standing by the elevator. Their expressions changed drastically, and they quickly lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.

Lu Bei raised his eyes, and hurriedly glanced at the mobile phone on the ground, his brows were about to knit.

It's that Chi Lie Tang again, who has to completely irritate the young marshal and clean up the house before he is reconciled?

"Get out!" Prison Jinsi's eyes were gloomy, and he let out a low growl, his black eyes full of violence.

It was said that if the bodyguards received an amnesty order, they would leave after opening the elevator.

Lu Qian and Lu Bei bowed and retreated. Passing by the mobile phone, he bent down to pick it up, thinking that he would have to buy three mobile phones this time.

"Lu Bei!"

Behind him, a man's gloomy voice came, calling him to stop:

"Third Young Master Xu, is your injury healed? Still with that tough attitude!?"

It was agreed to give a reply in three days, but the time has passed and there is no movement. Does it mean to refuse?
Lu Bei was startled, and immediately turned around to report, "The wound is recovering well, but Lu Dong is still not allowed to treat it. Only he knows the specific situation. As for the attitude..."

Third Young Master Xu did not agree to join the prison clan... He didn't dare to say this, because he knew that the young commander was in a bad mood, and if he got more irritable, he would be the one to suffer.

"Get out." Prison Jinsi's voice was as cold as ice, and Lu Bei trembled, his body stiffened.

Lu Qian on the side, even if she didn't want to leave, was afraid of the man's anger, so she didn't even dare to raise her head, let alone stay.

The two bowed respectfully again, and stepped back quickly...

**
That afternoon, Lu Bei bought three mobile phones, all of which were flagship phones of the world's top brands, with high prices and good performance.

Of course, Prison Jinsi used a customized mobile phone before. After the mobile phone broke in the morning, Lu Bei contacted the mobile phone company and asked them to remake it.

The mobile phone bought at this time is all for temporary use.

(End of this chapter)