Property division

"I said it! This marriage will not be concluded!" With a burst of rage, Fu Yuanqiao dropped the glass in his hand, and the glass hit the floor and exploded with a bang, scaring Fu Chengying and Fu Chengying who were sitting opposite him. Qiao Xuehong.

Fu Chengying, who reacted first, slammed the table and said angrily:

"How can you decide this matter! If the wings are hard, don't take me as an old man!"

Fu Yuanqiao glared at Fu Chengying, pushed his long legs to the ground, and backed up abruptly. The chair rubbed against the floor and made a harsh sound. At the same time, he stood up from the gap between the chair and the table, snorted from his nostrils, and looked down. His father said:

"You still know that I'm your son, but I'm afraid you'll forget about it and think I'm the old man."

"Yuan Qiao! Why are you talking to your father!" Qiao Xuehong saw that Fu Chengying beside him couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to copy someone to beat Fu Yuanqiao, so she quickly grabbed him and said something loudly to Fu Yuanqiao.

Fu Yuanqiao only frowned, he still listened to a word or two of his mother's words, and couldn't let her get down on the stage.

Seeing that Fu Yuanqiao restrained himself, Qiao Xuehong said earnestly:

"You've reached the age to get married, and we don't feel at ease if you're always playing outside. Besides, this marriage was already decided when your grandfather was alive, you..."

Fu Yuanqiao didn't let his mother finish the sentence, and interrupted directly:

"No matter how you say it, I won't marry a man, you should die!" After speaking, he turned around and walked away, kicked the door of his house, and then walked away without looking back.

"This child..."

"It's not what you're used to!"

Regarding the daily quarrels between his parents, Fu Yuanqiao said that he has no interest in participating.Go to his sister's marriage, or fuck with a man, and he doesn't like men, what kind of shit is he doing.

After leaving the gate of his house, Fu Yuanqiao pulled away his silver-gray Lamborghini, and stepped in with his long legs.Then he took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Hey, Young Master Fu, why did you remember to call me?" Apart from the noisy human voice, there was also a magnetic man's voice on the other end of the phone.

Fu Yuanqiao frowned and asked:

"Where are you?"

The person on the other side of the phone was stunned for a moment before laughing:

"'Lights and feasts'."

"Depend on!"

Jiang Ze shrugged helplessly, took the cocktail handed by the bartender, and guessed that Fu Yuanqiao would react in this way.

Unexpectedly, a sentence came from the other end of the phone in the next second:

"You wait for me, come here right away."

Pfft...Jiang Ze almost sprayed the cocktail he just drank into his mouth.Shit, what happened?Fu Yuanqiao, a typical late-stage homophobe, actually wants to come to the gay bar?Did he hear wrong?

"Hello? Yuan Qiao, you..."

"Beep beep beep..."

The phone was hung up.

Jiang Ze became a little restless. He didn't even drink the wine he just ordered. He sat at the bar, propped his chin with one hand, and knocked irregularly on the bar with the other hand.He thought that the reason why Fu Yuanqiao was so "tempered" was probably nothing other than his parents' forced marriage.Tut tut.

"Is Mr. Jiang alone tonight?" Jiang Ze just sat and waited for a long time, when a man came over.Jiang Ze raised his eyes and glanced, um, standard flirtatious.His gaze moved from the man's face to his buttocks, and then from his buttocks to his waist.He has a good figure and a rough face, suitable for a shot, but he is not in the mood tonight.

Jiang Ze smiled at him and waved his hand.But the man didn't give up, and when he was about to continue "entanglement", Jiang Ze looked at the door, his eyes lit up, he got up and walked away, leaving the man aside.

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