Chapter 321 Is your head rusty (4)
"Don't be so cold and heartless." Steven laughed casually, "You are awake anyway, so don't sleep, let's drink and chat together."
Hearing what he said, Yunzheng covered his face.
Still want to chat?
His head got rainwater, is it rusted?
Grandpa probably has the heart to kill him now, and he still dares to approach him in front of him without knowing it.
Fu Juncheng had a cold face, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, reached out and grabbed his collar, picked him up, and threw him out of the car.
He glanced at Steven's two followers, and warned, "If you don't want your count to go back dead, take him away."
The two attendants shuddered and hurriedly grabbed Steven's arm from left to right.
"Count, let's go back first."
"Yes, Earl, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. The weather forecast says there will be a typhoon these two days. We'd better drink this wine another day. Let's go back to the car first."
The two tried their best to persuade, but Steven just couldn't listen.
He is rebellious, the more he is not allowed to do something, the more he will do it, especially when it comes to opposing Fu Juncheng.
This point, the old earl is often **** off by him.
Steven bent his neck, and said firmly, "Fu Juncheng, I insist on drinking this wine here today."
Standing on the steps, Fu Juncheng gave him a cold look, and closed the door without saying a word.
"boom-"
Caught off guard, Steven's nose hit the car door, and the pain caused him to burst into tears.
He covered his nose, raised his voice and shouted, "It's bleeding, the nose is bleeding, Fu Juncheng, you pay for my nose."
Yun was looking at his clean hands, the corners of his lips twitched.
Even if it is dark at night, he can't open his eyes and tell nonsense.
It's still thundering, so I'm not afraid of being struck.
He persuaded earnestly, "Earl Steven, you should go back to rest early. My grandfather hasn't had much rest these days. It's rare to sleep for a while. You'd better not disturb him."
Steven rolled his eyes, put down his hand covering his nose, "You didn't see what he did to me just now, you see my nose is red."
Yunzheng glanced at his reddened nose, and smiled.
"Earl Steven, my grandfather is angry about getting up. You really annoyed him, and it will definitely not do you any good."
It’s okay if you don’t persuade me, but once I persuade you, it directly hits the horse’s hoof.
Steven suddenly became angry, raised his head and chest, with a **** look, "What's the matter, threaten me, I'll tell you, the last thing I fear is threats, he Fu Juncheng can kill me No?"
Yun Zheng, "..."
It's not impossible.
At this moment, inside the car.
Fu Juncheng returned to the bed, and Gu Qingning, who put on the earphones, then fell into a deep sleep.
He pulled the quilt and was about to cover it when there was another knock on the door outside.
"Fu Juncheng, Fu Juncheng..."
Steven's soul-like voice came in, but Gu Qingning was still affected while wearing headphones.
She frowned and hid under the blanket.
Fu Juncheng picked up his phone and sent a message directly to Yun Zheng.
After sending the message, he threw the phone on the bedside table, and grabbed the person next to him into his arms.
Seeing the message he sent, Yun Zheng's eyes flickered.
This is what the Lord meant, he was just following orders.
He silently put away his phone and looked at Steven calmly.
Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he suddenly made a move, and a hand knife slashed the back of his neck.
Steven glanced at Yun Zheng from the corner of his eye, his facial features twisted with anger, "You..."
Before he could say anything, the back of his neck hurt and he passed out.
The two attendants were taken aback, and quickly reached out to support Steven, "Count."
Good night, okay?
