Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Su Qiao was interrupted by their noisy sound, and looked at them suspiciously.

Fu Jingyao took the lead and said: "It's nothing, He Chengwu dislikes our family's bad food, and wants to go downstairs to eat with the crew."

Su Qiao believed it to be true, and nodded towards He Chengwu: "There really isn't any good food in our family, you can eat it with the people from the crew."

Mr. He looked at his grandson like a fool.

Although Su Qiao's family's meals are only home-cooked, the taste is not worse than that of a chef.

And they are all rare wild game in the mountains.

He Chengwu: "..."

He came here specifically for their meals, otherwise he wouldn't be so active.

How did things go in the opposite direction?

But speaking of this...

"Cough, okay, then I'll go first."

No matter how thick-skinned He Chengwu was, he couldn't stay still.

After successfully driving away He Chengwu, Fu Jingyao was refreshed and wanted to say 'I'm so happy today'.

Of course, in order to keep his cool, he didn't really hum, but the action of chopping wood was a lot more cheerful.

The fans in the live broadcast broke their belly with laughter.

"Hahaha, Brother Yao is too funny. He used to do nothing, not even burn the fire, but now he is rushing to do anything."

"Grandson He walked out miserably with a black line all over his head."

"Speaking of which, Su Qiao's cooking is a kind of enjoyment, let alone eating it. Thanks to our brother Yao who could make up such words, Su Qiao still believed it."

"The most pitiful is the grandson of He Lao. Even He did not help him. It is estimated that the grandson was picked up from the trash can. The identification has been completed."

No matter how the fans in the live broadcast room laughed, Fu Jingyao felt happy anyway.

He seemed to have endless energy, sweeping the yard, chopping wood, and watering the vegetable field, without feeling tired at all.

What made him even more happy was that Mr. He didn't know what was urgent, so he left with his grandson in the afternoon.

He and Su Qiao were the only two worlds left in the cabin again.

Although Su Qiao was still obsessed with her meridian hypnosis, he was still faintly excited, as if Su Qiao had become his own again.

This morning, Su Qiao was still busy in the pharmacy when she suddenly heard 444 screaming.

[Host, something happened, go online and have a look. 】

"What's wrong?"

Su Qiao stopped what he was doing, walked to the computer, sat down, and turned on the computer.

When I saw the obscene video that suddenly jumped out from my lower right foot, I was stunned, and then my face turned cold.

The naked woman in the video actually had a face almost exactly like her.

[I’m really pissed off. The person in the video is obviously not you, but those people are just like verifying it in person, they scold so vigorously, and many people report it. 】

444 was so angry that he was dying.

Su Qiao just thought about it, and knew whose handwriting it was, and raised her lips coldly: "It's really courting death!"

She didn't even have time to trouble the woman, and the woman made such a big moth again.

[I have deleted all those videos, but a lot of people have already downloaded or forwarded them. It may be difficult to clean them all up. 】

"report?"

Su Qiao sneered: "Hehe, they can report it, and I can report it too."

She not only wants to report, but also to report.

[If you want me to say, simply hang the woman up and torture her to extract a confession, strip her naked, and make a video and upload it. 】

444 is gearing up, and can't wait to do it himself.

Su Qiao leaned back on the soft chair and took out her mobile phone: "I am the successor of the new generation of socialism, how can I do such an illegal thing?"

"We little people, when we encounter this kind of thing, of course we are looking for an honest and enthusiastic police uncle."

[Then I will look for clues, this time I must teach that woman a good lesson. 】444 rolls up his sleeves and prepares for a big fight.