Kang Minghui's eyes lit up: "Dad, what do you mean...?"
Since he couldn't leave, Song Hai wanted to leave again. He still had a grudge against them. Given his father's temper, he would never let him go easily.
Kang Weibo ignored him and picked up the teacup to drink.
"Dad, didn't you say you wouldn't help me? Why are you...?"
His father had just forced Song Hai to hand the person over, which surprised him very much.
His father is very opposed to him playing with women, why is it so strange this time
Kang Weibo took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and said slowly:
"A dog that was used very well before suddenly becomes disobedient. Of course it has to be suppressed."
"But since the dog is disobedient, keeping it would be a nuisance."
Kang Minghui's eyes sparkled, and he asked anxiously, "Dad, what should we do? Kill him directly?"
Kang Weibo glanced at him and said, "I have my own plan for this."
"As for you, please behave yourself these few days and don't cause me any more trouble."
With Song Hai's stubborn personality, if he dares to set his sights on Zhang Wenli again, Song Hai might do something desperate.
Thinking of what his men had just reported, he reminded them, "Also, don't mess with that little girl from the Su family."
He had never noticed before that there was such a hidden person in the team.
He was able to fight his way in and out of a zombie horde by himself without getting even a drop of zombie blood on him.
This is not something that ordinary people can do.
Even the supernatural beings under his command do not have the ability or courage to do so.
"That Su Yali with wind-related abilities?"
Kang Minghui obviously didn't notice Su Qiao.
Kang Weibo was a little disappointed: "Stupid, I was talking about the little girl named Su Qiao."
"What does she have to be afraid of?"
Su Qiao’s little face flashed through Kang Minghui’s mind.
Apart from being a little more delicate and pretty, there seems to be nothing unusual.
But why didn't he realize that this girl was so beautiful before
Kang Weibo stared at him warningly: "This little girl is not simple. Anyway, it's right to listen to me."
"All right."
Seeing that his father was so strict, Kang Minghui temporarily gave up the idea of provoking Su Qiao.
But deep down in his heart, he didn't really take Su Qiao seriously and felt that his father was being a little too cautious.
*
Su Qiao came back from the front door openly and had no intention of hiding anything.
Of course, I don’t think it’s necessary.
At times like this, there's nothing wrong with being a little high-profile. At least some people who want to do something will consider their own lives first.
"Get up, the instant noodles you ordered are ready."
After putting the cooked instant noodles in a bowl and placing it on the table, Su Qiao walked over and kicked the edge of the mattress.
The boy who had been sulking in bed got up with a sullen face, walked to the table, took a look, and suddenly became unhappy again.
“I don’t like so much oil.”
It's greasy and looks unappetizing.
Su Qiao, who was holding a bowl and preparing to eat, said: "If you don't like it, you should have said so earlier."
She had already used up all the seasoning packets before he said he didn't like it.
What’s more, how can we eat instant noodles without oil
Is that still called instant noodles
Gao Jingyu sat on the sofa with a pout, not saying a word, but his face showed "I'm unhappy".
Su Qiao took a deep breath.
Can’t fight!
Can’t fight!
This guy has suffered enough, don't add to his suffering.
Su Qiao tried to prepare himself mentally, "If you have any other requests, please tell me all at once."
"I want the spicy kind, and I want three seasoning packets."
Gao Jingyu always felt that she wanted to beat him up, so he quickly stated his request.