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Chapter 1259
Irene was dumbfounded.
“Are you wrong? She is my sister? I watched her grow up in open pants, I would have evil thoughts about my sister?”
Irene’s hands hurt and feet hurt, his face wrinkled into bitter gourd. Scolded: “You are wicked.”
Jacob’s patience with Irene has reached the limit, his handsome face is full of frost, his voice is low and coercive.
“As a result of your mischief last night, the person who had the accident today may not be the young master downstairs, but us.”
When Irene heard that the person was dead, his face turned gray with fright.
Jacob said angrily: “Remember this sentence, if you are too eye-catching, you will die. You are not allowed to drink in the future. The wine tastes are very poor.”
Speaking of poor wine, Irene quit. “Where is my wine?”
Jacob glared at Irene: “You use the hotel as a KTV, and stinky shoes as a microphone, and howling ghosts is like a witch. Is this your wine?”
Irene: “…”
Obviously he sings very well and can fascinate a bunch of fans. How come out of Jacob’s mouth, his unruly image has become so unbearable?
“Then why is my wine bad?” Janice asked unconvinced.
Jacob said: “Your snoring can be higher and lower than that of pigs.”
“What about me?” Irene asked curiously.
Jacob looked at Irene, and there was a touch of helplessness in his eyes, “You…you are okay.”
My own cabbage has to be spoiled.
But soon he regretted it.
Because Irene was relieved and said, “Then next time I drink, I’ll find someone else to drink.”
“Don’t go out to drink.” Jacob strongly protested.
The back of his head jumped violently at the thought of her being drunk and unrestrained.
“If you want to drink, you can only drink it in front of me!”
Irene obediently replied: “Oh.” She doesn’t know why his reaction is so big.
Suddenly Jacob stood up and told Irene and Janice, “Take care of Irene. I’ll go downstairs and have a look.”
Irene Janice agreed, “Go.”
Jacob kissed Irene’s forehead and said goodbye, “I will be back soon.”
“Ok.”
After kissing Irene goodbye, Jacob walked outside the door.
The room downstairs was crowded at some point. In addition to criminal investigators and forensic doctors, they are tourists who join in the fun.
The crowded doorway was full of people, and Jacob had a intensive phobia, standing far away watching.
At this time, the waiter of the Huadu Hotel walked up to him and slapped his lips: “It’s a pity, a handsome man who has a terminal illness. If he doesn’t, he won’t. The forensic doctor initially concluded that he died, but his bodyguard said that his young master was Kill him.”
Jacob frowned, died and killed him?
Someone is deliberately planning to kill a dyingly ill person, certainly not to put him to death.
Without knowing what was thinking, Jacob’s face condensed slightly.
This time, he ignored the intensive phobia and strode inside.