Rebirth: The Curse of Manzhushahua

Chapter 98 No.90
No.90 Feng Jingchen is so angry
Feng Jingchen stepped forward, and when he saw the wine bottle in front of him, a terrible wind and rain quickly brewed in his eyes, "My [-]th century collection, my Spanish century-old red wine, my baby, my heart and soul , my money." After finishing speaking, he gave the waiter next to him a hard look, but the waiter just shrank his neck, "Master, they can't do anything about it, this Young Master Lu just took it as soon as he came." picked up these bottles.

How dare they stop it? It's not that they don't want their lives. In addition to that darkened face, it always looks like someone owes him money, that is to say, don't mess with me, or I will kill you.

Excuse me, who dares.Only if you don't die.

"Lu Junhao, why do you keep drinking my wine? It's all my treasure." Feng Jingchen looked at the treasure he had hidden for so many years, and drank it as if it were water for this person. Very angry.

It was wine, not water, he was not willing to drink a glass, he was so good, he didn't keep a drop when he drank it all at once.

Lu Junhao took out a wallet from the pocket of his jacket, and directly took out a card from it, "You can read these yourself." His card is unlimited, and he has plenty of money, but it's just a few bottles of wine.

Feng Jingchen tried his best to suppress his anger. Is Feng Jingchen short of money? The Feng family's money can't be spent in his lifetime. These wines can't be bought even if he has money. Does he know? ?

"I've already drank it, you don't want me to spit it out?" Lu Junhao put down the cup in his hand, what kind of wine is it, just like water, it's still treasured, it's not fake, but he drank so much wine, unexpectedly Thoughts are not so clear, it can be seen that Lu Junhao's drinking capacity is not comparable to that of ordinary people. "Spit it out, don't be so disgusting, Lu Junhao," Feng Jingchen narrowed his smoky eyes, his face became darker, and he spit it out, thanks to him I can figure it out.

Jingchen, An Moran's voice suddenly came to mind, he sat down, he didn't know when there was an extra glass in his hand, my wine, Feng Jingchen patted his forehead, why did he come too.Not only is his heart hurting now, but his flesh is hurting too.

An Moran took a sip, and it really tasted that way, "Jingchen, I have it at home. If you want it, go and get it yourself." His father likes to collect these very much, and there are many at home. If he wants it, then he can give it to him. Row.

"Really," Feng Jingchen's eyes lit up, and he neglected to remember that An Moran's father was a collector, his temper was very weird, he usually liked to collect these things, and he didn't know how many famous wines he had at home.

"En," An Moran nodded, he was never stingy, his father likes to collect those, but that doesn't mean he will always hide them.

Occasionally, if a bottle is missing, it will be fine.He took another sip, and the taste was indeed very special. It really was a century-old wine.

Feng Jingchen raised his eyebrows and sat down. At this moment, the three of them were friends, but not rivals in love. The calm after the illusion was actually so beautiful.

In fact, they can be friends, and they are also natural friends, but at the same time, they are also natural rivals in love. Some things are already doomed, such as their fate.

Lu Junhao was directly sent back to the Lu family by Feng Jingchen, but since he was rarely drunk, he was already unconscious, so he was naturally thrown back to the Lu family by them. The housekeeper, Guan Bo, immediately panicked when he saw it. He called several people to help Lu Junhao into the room. On the bed, Lu Junhao was muttering in pain all the time.

"Maner, don't die, Maner..." There was a gleam of water in the corner of his eyes, and then disappeared quickly, but the photo on the bedside was still full of smiles.

She is not her, and he is not him.

In the school, the daily busyness is also passed by. In fact, many students are still immersed in the school clubs. Neither Wenhui nor Xia Sha joined any clubs, and the school did not force them.

(End of this chapter)