Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Feng Nongtang hurriedly said: "Of course I don't want to die, just scratch the skin on my arm."

Liancheng Yazhi said contemptuously: "Is this also called injury? Tell him, I won't go, and when he can't move in bed, I will go again."

Rong Yan pondered why these words sound familiar?

Feng Nongtang laughed loudly: "You are so cruel, Master Chen said that you won't use him after he dies."

Liancheng Yazhi gave him a more ruthless sentence: "That's just right, saving money."

The phone didn't last long and was hung up soon.

Liancheng Yazhi said to Rongyan: "Let's go, let's go back to the house, Miaomiao should go to bed."

Rong Yan was a little worried and asked: "Kang Chen is injured, are you sure you don't want to go and see?"

Liancheng Yazhi said with disdain on his face: "It's not a serious injury, that kid didn't stay at the headquarters by himself, he insisted on leading his soldiers to 'assassinate' the opponent's commander, but he was shot in the arm, it wasn't Hemiplegia, can't move, nothing to see, let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Huh? We've all been shot, are you really all right?"

Liancheng Yazhi said it lightly, but Rongyan felt that it sounded so frightening. The commander of one side personally led the team across the mountains and ridges, ran into the golden enemy's den, and assassinated the enemy commander. Although it was an exercise, it still sounded good enough. It's heart-pounding.

The current military exercises are not all said to be fought according to actual combat. If Kang Chen plays so unreasonably, he must be regarded as a real enemy by the opponent. Fortunately, he was hit on the arm by his life.

Liancheng Yazhi was displeased, his wife was so worried about what Kang Chen would do, so he hugged her face: "It's okay, this little injury is like scratching an itch to him, it's nothing at all, if he doesn't even have this kind of injury If you can't bear it, don't be a soldier anymore, just come back and start a company with me."

"Let's go, go back...you, don't think about others."

Looking at Liancheng Yazhi's face, she didn't worry about her brother at all, and sighed in her heart, it's really unlucky to have such a poisonous tongue as Liancheng Yazhi.

After working on Miaomiao's matter for most of the night, both of them didn't go to bed until nearly three o'clock in the morning.

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At [-] o'clock in the morning, Liancheng Yazhi slept a little drowsily, but still got up. He sleeps less than six hours a day, which made him a lot less energetic recently, but in front of his appearance, he always pretended to be particularly energetic.

After getting up, he went into the bathroom with his mobile phone. At this time, Rong Nuo should be taken to the imperial capital.

Sure enough, after turning on the phone, there were several missed calls. It was the mobile phone number of the person he arranged to bring Rong Nuo to Beijing.

Liancheng Yazhi was puzzled, he checked the time, from five o'clock in the morning until before turning on the phone, he kept dialing, could something happen?

Just when he was about to dial, the phone rang again, still the same number.

Liancheng Yazhi quickly connected, "Did Rong Nuo bring it back?"

The person on the other end of the phone said cautiously: "Master Ya...something happened..."

"Don't tell me anything, I'll just ask you, where's the person?" Lian Chengya's voice was hoarse and deep when he woke up, coupled with the cold emphasis, it sounded particularly oppressive.

The person on the other end of the phone stammered, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Ya Shao, we didn't expect... to promise her that she would sneak away by herself after arriving in the imperial capital."

Liancheng Yazhi's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he shouted sharply, "What?"