397: C397 Don't Try to Harm My Brother-in-law

C397 Don't Try to Harm My Brother-in-law

Jia Wen heard what Han Qiang said and laughed even more happily, "Mr Qiang will leave everything to time to decide. Time will be held hostage by the sisters."

Han Qiang sighed lightly. "Let's talk about the troublesome matters in the future. If we don't buy good food for those gluttonous cats, they will definitely rebel when we go back."

"That's right. We have to go back quickly. If Yingying's sister is questioned by them about what she shouldn't say, it will be terrible." Jia Wen said worriedly.

Han Qiang also broke out in cold sweat when he heard that. He pulled Jia Wen to the nearest fresh supermarket and bought a cart of food before rushing back to the villa.

As soon as they entered the door, they heard laughter coming from the main hall of the villa. The two of them sped up and ran in. They saw many beauties and Yingying huddled together, laughing and playing some kind of game.

Han Qiang went over to take a look. Yingying was leading the beauties to play the werewolf killing game. The twelve of them were playing a round together. Monica and Angele were smiling and watching from the side.

Seeing that they did not continue to question Yingying and were happily playing a game together, Jia Wen was very surprised.

Han Qiang laughed. This child was a person who surpassed the era for more than 20 years. If he could not even deal with a group of women, then his rebirth would really be in vain.

Monica came over and exclaimed, "The game that Sister Yingying taught everyone is very interesting. If it is developed into an online game that can be played on the local and internet, it will definitely be a big hit."

Han Qiang's heart moved when he heard that. Currently, it was limited by the popularity of the Internet, the development of computer hardware, and the restriction of software development technology. Large-scale online games such as legendary, thousand-year-old, dragon, and stone era could not be popularized at all.

However, games like Three Kingdoms Kill, MUD, and Werewolf Kill did not need to store files in the server all the time. Ordinary servers were enough to satisfy the requirements, and the game's programming was very simple. It only needed extremely simple pictures and words to support it.

It was totally imaginable what kind of sensational news it would cause when most internet bars in the country and the world were single-player games!

Han Qiang thought of this and immediately called Ouyang Wanting. He asked her to communicate with the software experts sent by the Kenny family and try to produce the simplest online games, the Werewolf Kill, the Three Kingdoms Kill, and the MUD, as soon as possible.

Ouyang Wanting was the business elite of Magic City's electronics industry. Hearing his words, she instantly understood its significance and value. She quickly asked about the details and rules of the game.

Han Qiang asked Jia Wen to invite Yingying over and let the two of them continue to communicate. He turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare the pork trotters, bean soup, and stewed triple-yellow chicken and other delicious food.

Many beauties were addicted to killing werewolves. They only stopped when the delicious food was brought to the table.

Wang Na said excitedly, "Sister Yingying's game is too fun. Drink less wine later. Let's continue playing!"

Lan Siyu, who had been killed several times, said full of resentment, "Sure, this time I must find that damn werewolf!"

Xuan Xuan lightly snorted, "Forget it. With your IQ, you will either be killed by hunters or werewolves after playing for a night ~"

"How dare you show off to me? Watch how powerful I am!"

Lan Siyu howled and pounced over like a big tiger. Many beauties laughed and played around in one place.

Numerous beauties gathered around the table to have dinner. Yingying carefully sized up from the side. Disregarding the fact that these sisters were exceptionally beautiful, most of them were more developed than her in the past. Princess Ping Yang only had two or three cats, so the pressure in her heart suddenly increased by a large amount. She muttered in her heart, "Looks like the method of controlling her husband with such high pressure in my previous life won't work. It's time to change the method..."

Wang Na ate a mouthful of hoof flower bean soup and her beautiful eyes widened, "The hoof flower soup is actually not greasy at all. It even carries a faint milk fragrance. It is very delicious!"

"That is ~ Mr Qiang's ability to cook delicious food is first-rate ~" Yingying said proudly.

Han Qiang heard her and shook his head with a smile. In the past, besides doing work and writing books, he did not do any housework. It was only when the child's mother was pregnant that he had no choice but to learn to cook and clean the house.

"If anyone can be Mr Qiang's wife, I will be so happy," Caishen said, looking forward to it.

Jia Jing gave her a punch unhappily. "Don't think about my brother-in-law there. Be careful that I will beat you up," she said.

Jia Wen reproached, "Stop messing with the two of you. Quickly eat it. In a while, the three yellow chickens are all eaten by them."

The two people who were quarreling saw that Monica and Angele were working together to take away half of the three yellow chickens. Her beautiful eyes were wide open like two little tigers protecting their food. She bared her fangs and brandished her claws as she joined in to eliminate the delicious food.

Yingying secretly observed that the beauties surrounding the child's father and the concubines in the palace drama were much stronger. Everyone was laughing and laughing together, they were a group of happy good sisters. How could they have any awareness of fighting for a boyfriend?

Angele came over with a glass of fruit juice and playfully winked at her. She changed the beer glass in her hand away, "I know little sister Yingying's secret. Now is still the time to grow up. Drink more hoof flower bean soup and drink. Don't touch wine or anything else."1

Yingying and a little cat were so scared that their hair stood on end. They subconsciously wanted to stand up.

Jia Wen, who was at the side, gently pressed her shoulder and said in a low voice, "Little sister Yingying, don't be afraid. Angele has the ability to see through people's heart. In front of her, everyone present has no secrets to speak of."

"There is such a terrifying existence?" Yingying asked in shock and bewilderment.

Jia Wen smiled and said, "From tomorrow onwards, we can learn the traditional martial arts from Sister Angel. Once we reach the great master level, we can defend against her special ability ~"

Yingying widened her beautiful eyes in surprise, "Does the traditional martial arts that Mr Qiang once wrote in novels really exist?"

Angele smiled and said, "Of course the traditional martial arts exists, but it is different from what you think. Let's eat well. After we are done, we can continue to play werewolf killing with our sisters."

"Yes, yes." Yingying nodded obediently.

Under the harmonious and happy atmosphere, the meal quickly ended.

The beauties did not drink much in order to play the werewolf killing game earlier. They swept away all the delicious food like a tornado and dragged Yingying to play the werewolf killing game.

The twelve beauties gathered together and there was only the gentle and lovely Jia Wen by the side of the huge dining table helping Han Qiang clean up the bowls and chopsticks.

Seeing the beauty quietly clean up the bowls and chopsticks, it was exactly the same as before. Naturally, she was like a virtuous wife and did not seem to be affected by Yingying's appearance.

Han Qiang said apologetically, "Ms Wen, I..."

Jia Wen gently smiled and said, "Mr Qiang, don't be lazy. After you are done cleaning up, you can play poker with a few of our sisters who are not in the queue."

Han Qiang took a deep look at Jia Wen and sighed with guilt in his heart.

It was deep in the night. Hu Lai received five middle-aged men who were tired and tired in the living room of the stone headquarters.

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