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Chapter 208 After being secretly in love with the uncle who pretended to be a rich man

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    She thought she heard an old lady mumbling.

    He hugged her tightly with both hands so that she could not break away from the blanket, and rested his chin on her shoulder. He whispered: "The temperature will drop tomorrow, so you need to wear long johns."

    She immediately replied: "No."

    It¡¯s April now, and even if the temperature does drop, it won¡¯t drop too much. Some beauty-loving girls have begun to wear skirts. How can she wear long johns?

    Fu Li raised a hand and touched the top of her head. He softened his voice and said, "Ning Ning, take measures to keep warm, so that you won't have cold legs when you get old."

    Ning Ning asked him expressionlessly, "Are you reminding me of your own experience?"

    He was strangely silent for a while.

    Ning Ning decisively took this opportunity to slip out of his arms, and entered her room wrapped in a small blanket.

    The sound of "pop" and the closing of the door brought back Fu Li's consciousness.

    He slowly raised a hand and touched his face. The more he touched it, the more he fell into a deep depression.

    Does she think he looks old?

    The commercial street is very lively with people coming and going.

    A man in black with a naive look came over carrying the "Yiting Ding" milk tea he had just queued up to buy. He handed a cup of milk tea to his elder brother, and after taking a satisfied sip of pudding from the milk tea, he spoke,  "Brother, the boss has been out of contact for several days. Will something happen to the boss?"

    "What could happen?" The eldest brother was very calm. "Boss, he has not disappeared alone before, but he was dealing with some things in the dark. Now, boss, he is either in a hail of bullets or in a hail of bullets.  Isn't he just negotiating with other dark forces? In short, the more others don't know what he is doing, the more dangerous what he does."

    "Boss so powerful?"

    "Of course, don't worry, when the boss shows up again, our company will definitely gain a lot."

    The younger brother exclaimed, "The boss is really a god!"

    "That's not true!" The elder brother's eyes were full of admiration for his boss, "If the boss is not a god, how can he become the world's richest man who controls the lifeblood of the global economy?"

    The younger brother was also excited. What a good guy, he controls the lifeline of the global economy. No matter how many domineering presidents he writes in this novel, he will never have a clear understanding of such a powerful setting.

    Suddenly, the younger brother saw a familiar figure. He stared blankly behind his elder brother, not daring to move for a long time.

    The eldest brother was surprised, "What's wrong with you?"

    "Big, big, big brotherthe person behind you"

    The eldest brother turned around and was stunned when he saw a man queuing up to buy pancakes and fruit.

    But I saw that it was a man wearing a white T-shirt, loose black trousers, and a pair of old cloth shoes on his feet. He looked so slovenly. If he could have a beer belly again, then he would be like those people who have been married for many years and were dismissed because they accomplished nothing.  My wife dislikes him, and even my son thinks this father is a shameful good-for-nothing uncle.

    Fortunately, he is thin and not greasy. Because of his height, he stands out among the people queuing up to buy pancakes and fruits.

    There was an aunt who wanted to jump past him and jump in line. He raised his eyes, and his eyes suddenly became a little sharper. The aunt stepped back and consciously stood at the back of the line.

    He then lowered his head, pulled out another piece of wool from the bag in his hand, and knitted a sweater again.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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