"Actually, it's no big deal. After all, it's just a little bit of a problem. She's very panicked now and is worried every day. To be honest, she's now losing weight."

"What are she afraid of?"

"I'm afraid you'll deal with her."

"Can I still deal with her?"

"Then you need to say, who doesn't know your Chen Banxian'er's ability? I know a little bit, but it's a rough idea. Not to mention her, I was shocked. At that time, I was thinking, didn't this guy stab the hornet's nest and let you catch her, that's all? She has completely surrendered now, so I asked me to give you a message. She said that she had no choice but to do this. Although she regretted it now, she couldn't do it at that time. She also said, "You have a lot of money, don't be as good as her. As long as you can let her go, she is willing to give you one-third of the shares of the company under her. I calculated it, that's a lot of money."

"What good did she give you?"

Chen Fan suddenly said, smiling, "You are so greasy to tell her to shout for her so hard."

"What you said is, no matter how you say it, we are also good sisters." Pan Xiaoqing smiled a little embarrassedly and pulled the back of her clothes again, "But there must be benefits. As for what it is, I don't need to report to you, do you think so?"

"I don't care about your affairs. Go back and bring a message to Ouyang and let her come back. I know her difficulties and will not do anything too much. But if you say that you don't hate her at all, it won't be that. No matter how much she said she has offended me, I have to let her have a long memory."

"What, what do you really want to do to her?"

Pan Xiaoqing couldn't help but change her face and put the paper cup in her hand aside, "Come on, a couple will be kind to a hundred days a day, you really have to be unreasonable!"

"Who has married her for a hundred days..."

Chen Fan looked at her with laughter and cry, poking the small coffee table on the side with righteous words, "Ouyang and I are serious ordinary friends!"

"Go aside, I took off my pants, and I also said to be an ordinary friend!"

…

"Pan Xiaoqing must be having something to do this time."

When the young lady saw Chen Fan coming out, she whispered while holding the bill while remitting the bill.

I haven't seen anything before. I can tell Pan Xiaoqing's thoughts at a glance, but she doesn't want to say it, and she doesn't bother to think too much.

"I brought a message to Ouyang."

Chen Fan curled his lips and leaned on the side.

"What did you say?"

"If you have to forgive others, you can really kill her. Her dear girl has given her to Wu Qiong now. I have some friendship with her. Besides, we still have shares in her company. She was really scared when she saw her. She was half angry. Secondly, she is also quite sensible and willing to give some blood to make things easier. I thought, let's just forget it. Although it's enough to eliminate evil, I thought that she is different from others. No matter how capable she is, she is just an ordinary person. She can't even accept it when facing those people. She doesn't even have the ability to defend herself. Could it be that she has been skinned..."

Chen Fan said halfway, curled his lips, and looked at "Li Xiaojun" who was playing with karting while squirting, and asked the young lady again, "Has anyone come to find her recently?"

"No."

The young lady shook her head, put the thing aside, and whispered, "I'm afraid this matter won't work, it's probably missing."

"Find a suitable place to bury her."

After Chen Fan finished speaking, he turned to look at the door. After a long time, he shook his head, and felt really depressed.

"When did Sister Xiaojun disappear?"

Xiaoman sucked it with a cup of milk tea and asked the lady in a low voice.

"It feels like it's going to take a while."

With a lip, "Li Xiaojun" replied by himself.

"Maybe, from the moment she promised to come back, she wasn't her anymore."

The young lady shrugged, almost the same as Chen Fan, and she felt a little depressed in her heart.

"Master, what are you doing?"

It was hidden again and again, but it still couldn't hide it in the end. At this time, Xiaoman also openly called Chen Fan the master in the Internet cafe. Although to others, this was more like a role-playing role-playing by brothers and sisters, which was a joke, but in fact, Xiaoman's feeling of shouting at the top of his throat was very natural, without a slight sense of incongruity.

"I'll go out and don't follow me."

Chen Fan carried a big backpack and pushed the door open.

"Then will you come back for dinner tonight?"

Xiaoman shouted again with his body on his back.

"It should be possible. If not, leave some for me."

This time Chen Fan really left.

"Why wouldn't you go out again?"

Xiaoman pouted and complained to the young lady.

The young lady raised her hand and poked Xiaoman's forehead, but she didn't answer, making the little girl look cute. She didn't know what the two of them were doing.

The Temple of the Clay Temple, the Back Mountain, the Bodhidharma Cave.

The two cute little monks looked inside with brooms in their hands and saw three identical figures sitting upright in the cave, and their eyes were full of surprise.

They saw the halo that had just appeared in the murals. The halo seemed to be alive, constantly spreading, flickering, and looming.

"Amitabha."

The two little monks quickly turned around, turned their backs to the stone wall, and recited the Buddha's name with a pious look on their faces.

"Master!Master!"

When he ran back, he saw the hunchbacked old monk sitting in the Main Hall with his waist bent down. The young monk asked cutely, "How come the three people in the Bodhidharma Cave are exactly the same?"

The old monk didn't say anything and didn't open his eyes.

"Master, is that person the legendary great Bodhisattva?"

The other one couldn't help asking, and the old monk still sat upright with his eyes closed, but he still said nothing.

“Master…”

Both young monks couldn't help it anymore and shook the old monk.

The old monk finally opened his eyes and chanted the Buddha's name quietly, "Amitabha..."

"Master, is he a Bodhisattva?"

"no."

"Is he one person or three?"

"He is not a human."

The two little monks looked at each other, "Is he a Buddha?"

The old monk laughed out loud, "Amitabha..."

“Master…”

Both young monks were about to feel frustrated. One fell directly on the cushion, while the other one was still erect, "Master, since he is not a Buddha or a Bodhisattva, why does there be Buddha light on his body?"

The old monk closed his eyes for a long time, "Huh..."

"Um?"

"call…"

A little monk looked at another little monk, "What is the realm of Hu?"

The other little monk shook his head.

“Master…”

"call…"

“Master seems to be asleep…”
Chapter completed!