Chapter 708 Fan Ming'en's Secret

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Feeling the tickling on his hands, Fan Mingen couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart, and his breathing became thicker and heavier.

But just when Yao Xianghe was about to put on Fan Mingen's suit and tie with his other hand, Fan Mingen frowned and pushed Yao Xianghe away.

"Patriarch Yao, we have a strategic partnership, not a physical partnership. Please clarify."

Fan Mingen's coldness made Yao Xianghe change color for a while.

She glanced at Fan Mingen gloomily, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her mouth: "After all, don't you still think I'm old and yellow?

In terms of beauty, it must be the little daughter-in-law of the Jiang family that attracts you more, right? "

Hearing this, Fan Ming'en's expression changed drastically.

He stared at Yao Xianghe fiercely, thunder flashed in his eyes, and gritted his teeth: "Yao Xianghe, what are you trying to do?!"

"Oh! Fan Shao really loved her.

I also didn't expect that a top student who returned from studying abroad, the chairman of Dangtang Yunxiao Group, and a talented young master Fan Mingen would like a married woman.

If this matter is known by the holy hand of the Jiang family, even the Yunxiao Group can't stop the Jiang family's revenge, right? "

Every time Yao Xianghe said a word, Fan Mingen's breathing became quicker.

Feeling the murderous aura gradually emerging from Fan Mingen's body, Yao Xianghe also knew not to play too much.

She showed a weird smile: "Don't worry, Young Master Fan, this will be a secret forever before our honeymoon period for cooperation is over."

"Okay, I have to go back to Ji's house to deal with things, Master Fan, drink it slowly."

Yao Xianghe smiled and got up and left the room.

"boom!"

After Yao Xianghe left, Fan Mingen was like a furious lion, smashing the antique vase on the wooden stand!

His pupils contracted and his face paled, recalling that night.

Thinking back to Jiang Zhong who was struggling on the ground, and the ominous curse before his death.

"You, you... don't... have to... well, well... die!!!"

Fan Mingen trembled all over, a chill in his heart.

He looked at the sky outside the window, and the murderous intent in his eyes skyrocketed.

"Yao Xianghe, you must die!"

At the back door of the restaurant, there was a figure leaning against the wall, hiding in the dark night, watching Yao Xianghe walk out from the top of the sky, throwing the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and stomping it out.

A sinister sneer came out from that corner.

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The seventh day of the opening of the top of the sky.

The accusation of night eclipse on the Internet seems to have slowly faded in recent days.

But this does not mean that the limelight has passed, but that netizens are slowly forgetting the night food, and instead they are looking at the top of the sky.

This Internet oblivion is undoubtedly fatal to a restaurant.

This shows that everyone already thinks this restaurant is worthless for discussion.

When the word night eclipse cannot make waves on the Internet, it means that it has completely bid farewell to this era.

Today's night eclipse, has been empty and no one is seen.

The employees also seemed to be giving up on themselves, playing cards, playing with their phones, and dazed in the lobby.

In short, none of them worked hard.

What made Murong Tingmeng and Li Dafa's faces even more ugly was that several security guards and waiters didn't come to work tonight.

When the two called them, the responses they received were extremely uniform: I returned to my hometown to start a business and hereby resign.

However, the figures of these people appeared in the top of the clouds in the distance!