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Chapter 268 My territory, listen to me (8)

Qingge, answer the phone, answer the phone——

Inside the house, Butler He could hardly bear the anger of his husband. Just as he was about to open the door, he heard the phone in the living room rang. He hurried over and answered the phone.

"Hello--?"

Wen Qiyang's most familiar voice came from Wen Qiyang's cell phone, calm and crisp, and the call was answered quickly, not at all like he just woke up.

It turns out that there are people in the family, but they have become more courageous, and dare to shut him up one by one? !
Hearing the butler's voice, Wen Qiyang thought that nothing had happened to Qing Ge, and the panic in his heart gradually dissipated, but as soon as this emotion subsided, the worry on his face was instantly replaced by a black smoke-like anger, Before Steward He could say the word 'good', he yelled at the phone angrily:
　"Give you three seconds to open the door—or you'll all be gone tomorrow—"

The lion's roar resounded throughout the villa, almost breaking Butler He's eardrums.

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Qu Qingge crouched in Wen Qiyang's room and rummaged through his closet, sorted all the clothes and toiletries aside, and when they put them in his suitcase, he heard the screeching sound of brakes coming from downstairs.

She got up and looked downstairs. It was the black Bentley.

Qu Qingge leaned against the window, folded her arms around her chest and watched Wen Qiyang get out of the car, blow the wind, stomp on the door, make a phone call, until the roar just now, and a series of actions, she watched them all.

Hey!
Earlier, she praised Butler He for not succumbing to his despotic power, but she didn't expect that after being yelled at by him, she still opened the door at night.

Qu Qingge sighed, carried his suitcase and walked out of the bedroom. As soon as he reached the corridor, he saw Wen Qiyang standing at the door, yelling at a group of servants furiously.

"The lights don't turn on in the middle of the night, and the door is closed, you all think I'm dead, don't you—"

"All of you are tired of living, right? Get out tomorrow—"

Wen Qiyang yelled angrily at the servants, his tone was irritable and harsh, it felt like a tyrant disposing of his subjects according to his mind.

But his subjects, looking at Wen Qiyang's gloomy face, lowered their heads tremblingly, no one dared to say a word, and let him scold him.

Butler He is a good person. Although he was quite afraid of Mr. losing his temper, he still kept a smile on his face and bent over to fetch his slippers, saying, "Calm down, sir, put on your shoes first, and I'll let them take a bath for you." Shui, you are angry, whoever you want to fire, I will take care of it tomorrow."

What he said was just a stopgap measure, no one knew that this was Miss Qu's order, so as long as the husband went upstairs and handed him over to Miss Qu, no matter how angry he was, he would drown out her tenderness from the countryside.

As long as the relationship between them is good, no matter what happens, the rain will pass.

Thinking of this, the butler moved faster, and immediately squatted on the ground to help Wen Qiyang slippers, but before his hands touched Wen Qiyang's feet, he kicked his feet hard, and threw the shoes to the ground, still holding on to this topic. Fang: "Say it clearly, if you don't make it clear, no one will stop tonight."

"This—" the butler knew in his heart that it was time to carry Miss Qu out, but he still pretended to be embarrassed on the surface, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "Miss Qu helped us close the door and turn off the lights, and said Even if you come back at night, you are not allowed to open the door."

　
　
(End of this chapter)