Chapter 2107: Slap

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No matter how exaggerated Bai Fu is, Bai Mo is not convinced.
After all, he is the only grandson of the old man, how could he not let him go back to the White Mansion! Just do it!
Bai Mo is smart again: Given that the old man is still angry, Bai Mo doesn't want to rush back to Bai Gongguan now to eat!
After picking a good day, you can buy the sweet-scented osmanthus cookies that Master loves, and make a bunch of carnations. You should be able to take the Master!
The most important thing now is to meet the literary artist! How dare you hit his woman? I think you are tired and crooked!
"Bai Fu, go and call me the head of the property! I have something to ask him!" Bai Mo has become accustomed to drinking five and six.
"Master, what do you call the property person? People are busy!"
Bai Mo is an honest man. He doesn't think it is Bai Gongguan here. Master said that it is just calling people. It doesn't feel good.
"Just let you go! What kind of energy are you trying to do! Don't want to hang out at Bai's house?" Bai growled sternly.
"Master, it's not Baijia here ... I'm calling, people may not come!" Bai Mo's face was bitter.
"Stupid! Give him a tip and he will come!" Bai Mo was used to using money to open the way.
"Master, my father does not have much living expenses. We need to save a little money."
Although Bai Fu also felt that the master would not really break the relationship with the young master, but the young master would not be able to return to the white mansion for a short while.
If the young master is still so restless and doesn't know how to regret it, he may be sitting here for a year and a half.
"What province to save! Let Leng Yan send 100,000 cash first! 100,000 is too little ... at least 500,000!"
In Bai Mo's eyes, hundreds of thousands are not counted.
"Leng Ye has already sent money last time! It is the living expenses of the two of us, only a total of 10,000!" Bai Fu reminded weakly.
"You ... you, what kind of energy are you trying to do! Hurry and push me to the property, I want to ask questions!"
From the property, Bai Mo asked a part of the personal situation of the literary artist.
The literary artist named Liu Caijun has just moved here. Just live in the third unit of the same building with Bai Mo.
Still "talent"? It's not a good thing to hear this name! Earthy and vulgar!
The property is for Bai Mo's face. After all, Bai Mo has millions of limited edition Maseratis, who often come and go in the community. Everyone knows that he is a rich master.
"Bai Fu, we will meet that Liu Caijun! See what kind of virtue he has!"
The thought of his two darling babies even calling this guy ‘Handsome Uncle’, Bai Mo was full of anger.
"Master, Master gives you peace of mind to raise your legs ... you don't want to cause trouble! Are you thirsty? I push you back for some afternoon tea!"
Bai Fu just wanted Bai Mo to be able to raise legs here. This is his responsibility and his job.
"I'm not thirsty!"
Bai Mo stiffened his shoulders. "Look at you, please! If you dare not go, I will go alone!"
"Then I'll stay with you!"
Bai Fu was just a few years older than Bai Mo, but he looked too vicissitudes.
I have to say that Bai Mo is so well-maintained that if he is an unmarried young man, no one will not believe it.
But Bai Mo's Bai Fu can only go with him.
In front of the anti-theft door of the three unit 505, Bai Mo patted rudely.
"Master, will the writer Liu not be at home? Let's go back!" Bai Fu felt that it was quite unqualified to shoot such a door.
"Then I'll wait here until he comes back!" Hearing, Bai Mo was not at ease.
After a delay of about two or three minutes, the security door was opened.
A Sven man with eyes appeared at the security door.
"You are Liu Caijun? You look so talented!"
Bai Mo's sarcasm is so simple and straightforward.
"Excuse me?"
Liu Caijun looked at Bai Mo in a wheelchair. Even without asking, he can know who came.
"I am Yuan Duoduo's husband!"
Bai Mo straightened his chest, and seemed to want to overwhelm this literary artist in momentum.
"Are you Yuanduo's ex-husband?"
The literary man's "ex-husband" directly silenced Bai Mo to speechlessness.
"What ex-husband and husband? Anyway, Yuan Duoduo is my woman! Give me a little distance from her!"
Bai Mo, who was in a wheelchair, had to look up at this literary artist, which made him very upset.
The literary man leaned sideways against the door frame of the anti-theft door. After looking at Bai Mo, he slightly smiled.
"You guessed it, I am about to date with Miss Yuan!"
The literary man caressed his chin, "You can rest assured that I will really be friends with Miss Yuan, and I will treat your two daughters like myself! They are cute and beautiful! I like them very much! Out, they really like me ... "
"You put P!"
The irritated Bai Mo directly swears, "You stay away from my daughter! If you dare touch them, I will hack you!"
The literary man frowned slightly, then said gently: "It seems that Miss Yuan is divorced from you!"
"You literary lover! Hurry up and cover me up!"
Bai Mo irritably stood up on one leg, "Yuan Duoduo is my woman, you dare to hit my woman's mind, I will chop you!"
"Mr. Husband, calm down! Don't be so impulsive!"
The literary man pushed the glasses on his face, "Duo Duo has told me about you and her! Since you are all divorced, Du Duo is a free man! I pursue her, it is reasonable, Reasonable and legal! "
"Put your p!"
Bai Mo, who was irritable, went directly to call the literary man's mouth; but he didn't think that the literary man was not a weak scholar, and he held up Bai Mo's wrist.
"Please respect yourself, gentleman!"
Literary man looks at Literary man, but he is a regular sportsman.
"Don't, don't, don't ... have something to say! Don't do it!"
Bai Fu immediately came and pulled Bai Mo's hand out of the literary male palm.
"I'll give you a million! Get your money and get rid of me right away!" Bai Mo used to use money to solve problems.
"This gentleman, are you trying to insult me ​​with money, and also your ex-wife?" The literary man hummed softly.
"I'll just insult you! What the does my woman do!"
Bai Mo exhaled, "Bai Fu, get a million to get this guy off! Nonstop!"
"One ... one million? We ... where do we have one million? We only have 10,000 living expenses in total! There are only more than 4,000 left this month ... Seventeen days before the end of the month! Just hold on to the flowers! "This big truth from Bai Fu really cracked Bai Mo's face.