The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 221 The Little Lady of the Han in the Mountains (1)

In a small villa located in the mysterious space, Yun Yuan was sitting on the sofa like an old man visiting a brothel, chewing gum and humming.

This time, it wasn't her who died first.

After Jiang Qishen died completely, Yun Yuan personally dealt with his funeral, then hung up and returned here.

【Master, are you in a good mood? 】Fat and fluffy blinked his big black eyes.

"It's okay." Yun Yuan wrapped the gum and threw it into the trash can, "Tell me about the reward I got this time."

[Award for you...a film and television company. 】

"How large?"

[Hmm... very big. 】Fat fluffy is a little guilty.

Yun Yuan glanced at it, "Is it as big as my chest?"

【…】

Fei Rongrong: The most difficult thing in the world is getting along with Yun Yuan.

[Of course not, your breasts are the biggest! 】

Kong——

As soon as Fa Rongrong finished speaking, his chubby body was kicked into the corner by Yun Yuan, "No matter how big my breasts are, they are no bigger than D. How small should a film and television company smaller than mine be? Are you casual? Find a small company to fool me?"

【how come! 】

"Heh! Tell me, which company is mine? Don't think I don't know any large-scale film and television companies." Yun Yuan took a glance and knew what Fei Rongrong wanted to do.

[Moon Flower Film and Television Company can do it? 】

The scale of Moon Flower Film and Television Company is not bad, it would be pretty good to be the chairman.

"Hmph!" Yun Yuan snorted, "I'll barely spare you."

Fei Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief, 【Master, shall we open the next plane? 】

"Wait a while." Yun Yuan stood up, "Wait for me to do a radio gymnastics."

She would not admit that she had been sitting on the sofa for a long time just now, and she was a little lazy both physically and mentally.

【Master, you must be fat, right? ] Otherwise, I would do radio gymnastics for no reason.

"What are you thinking about? Do you think my figure looks fat?" Yun Yuan raised his hand, seeing Fat Fluffy flinching, raised his orchid fingers to curl the hair around his ears, "Let's start."

【Ding--】

Feeling dizzy for a while, Yun Yuan felt his soul fall into a strange body.

【Master, come on!Let your name shake the entire China! 】 Fat Fluffy roared full of ambition.

Then--

"Sun Cuihua! Don't pretend to be dead for me. If I ask you to do some work, you will fall into the river. Why don't you drown yourself!"

A sharp and harsh voice came from next to his ear, and Yun Yuan woke up frowning.

What caught my eye was the dusty ceiling.

Yun Yuan glanced at the house he was in.

All of this can be seen at a glance that it was in ancient times, and it was still a poor house.

"Grandma, Mommy is still awake." A childish voice sounded outside the door.

"Go away! I don't care if she wakes up. If she doesn't die today, I will kill her too! This loser, this bitch, come out, Sun Cuihua!"

The harsh voice outside the door was like Tang Seng's magic spell that has been troubling Yun Yuan's nerves. Unable to bear it, Yun Yuan got up from the bed, lifted the hard, dirty and thin tattered quilt, got out of bed and walked out.

At the door, one big and one small stood.

The older one was a woman in her 50s, wearing tattered gray clothes, with a thin and mean face, she didn't look like a kind woman.

The youngest was a little boy who looked to be only four or five years old. He was wearing the same tattered gray clothes with patches. His small body was very thin and his face was sallow. He was short of nutrition.

"Why?" Yun Yuan looked up at the woman.

"I knew you were pretending. You don't want to work, do you?"

"Yes."

　The gold master's father has no episodes, no!

　　Read it to me aloud: No episodes!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)