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If converted according to the current currency exchange rate, three hundred million U.S. dollars is almost 1.85 billion Chinese yuan.
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"If those people knew that the person they spent 1.8 billion to kill was just a weak little girl, I don't know how wonderful their expressions would be.
¡°I don¡¯t know how many instant noodles he ate in order to collect 20 million, but it turned out that Miss Xia was worth 1.8 billion. This is really infuriating.
With motivation, Li Fugui continued to stay up late. While his roommates were asleep, he put the computer under the quilt with a flashlight in his mouth. His eyes were fixed on the code on the screen, and his nimble fingers were like robots. Typing on the keyboard quickly and regularly.
I tried my best to hold up my heavy eyelids, for fear that I might accidentally write down the wrong time for my nap.
In the dark night, handsome people always stay up late.
After hanging up the phone, Xia Yuwan took a bath comfortably and had a good sleep. After being tortured by Fu Gou for three days, she barely slept well.
On the same night, under a bright moon, the arrogant and thin figure of a man was reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows. The cool wind shuttled between his white robes, blowing the legs of his bathrobe. He stood by the window with his arms folded. forward.
He stared at the dim yellow light outside for a long time with his deep and narrow phoenix eyes. The cigarette butts at his feet fell to the ground. The empty beer bottle rolled down to the door, making a slight noise in his ears.
Jiang Shaoyan never knew that getting drunk was such a difficult thing.
The more he wanted to forget, the more he remembered what happened that day. It was as if there was an entire galaxy across the door.
It is the other side that he can never cross.
Xia Yu slept in a daze at night and seemed to hear the sound of her cell phone vibrating.
She opened her sleepy eyes, stretched out a white and slender hand and picked up the phone.
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A burst of thin and sparse murmurs rang in my ears, and the hoarse and magnetic male voice was slightly drunk, "Wanwan~"
This sound.
??Light and long.
It was like a voice coming from the top of his heart, exhausting all his emotions, making him half-entangled and seven-thirds intoxicated.
"Wanwan."
Xia Yuwan was a little sleepy at first, but when she heard the voice, she suddenly woke up a lot. She sat up hugging the quilt, frowned, and yawned silently.
"You, what's wrong with you? Why are you calling me in the middle of the night? Did you make any important discoveries?"
The alarm clock on the desktop showed it was half past two in the middle of the night. He should have gone to bed by this time.
As a representative of the elite, Jiang Shaoyan also leads a regular life. He does not eat after nine o'clock, goes to bed before eleven o'clock, and gets up on time at six thirty in the morning.
The suit and shoes must be a set, so exquisite that you can¡¯t go wrong with the tie, cufflinks and tie.
He would not call himself in the middle of the night if there was something urgent.
"Wanwan, why?"
The person on the other end of the phone burped, his voice a little unclear, and Xia Yuwan was in a daze for a moment.
Heis he drinking?
"what why?"
"Hiccup~"
"Why him and not me?"
he?
What on earth is Jiang Shaoyan talking about?
Xia Yuwan's half-awake consciousness was completely obscured by him, her red lips parted slightly, and she asked helplessly: "Have you been drinking?"
"Drink it, it doesn't taste good."
"one person?"
"Well, alone."
Why do you still sound a little aggrieved?
Like a big dog acting coquettishly with its owner, Xia Yuwan could only comb her fur and admonished: "The wine doesn't taste good, so don't drink it and go to bed early."
She knows Jiang Shaoyan, who works as a bartender on the side, can drink a lot. He doesn't get drunk easily. To be able to drink like this, he must have drank a lot.
Having said that, what on earth could make him so sad?
I haven¡¯t heard of any emotional or career setbacks this guy has had recently.
Xia Yu¡¯s fierce voice reached his ears through the phone, but Jiang Shaoyan could hear her concern for him.
My heart, which was suppressed by thick dark clouds, suddenly became clear, like the clear blue sky after the rain.
Slowly put the beer in his hand on the table, and got up from the ground with empty steps. His mind was filled with Wanwan's gentle "Go to bed early".
As expected, Wanwan still cares about him.
That day, she was just framed.
Jiang Shaoyan fell on the soft and cold big bed. A ray of moonlight passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on his handsome and fair face. His slightly opened peach blossom eyes were red.
Crow's long black eyelashes were half closed, and she stared straight out the window at the silvery moonlight falling on the treetops, turning the leaves into shining silvery white.
The man¡¯s crimson thin lips slowly rose, creating a nostalgic arc, and his dimples suddenly appeared.
After a while, just when Xia Yuwan decided to go to sleep, Jiang Shaoyan's voice suddenly sounded in her ears again.
"Wanwan, do you still remember when we first met?"
The first time we met
Xia Yuwan reached out and rubbed her swollen head, closed her beautiful eyes, and the silvery moonlight fell on her fair shoulders.
The shoulder straps are half drooped, and the skin is as soft as snow, with delicate collarbones, reflecting the dark curly hair behind her, and her almond-shaped eyes are staring at the sky outside the window.
She suddenly laughed.
"Remember, you made me the laughing stock of all the teachers and students in the school!"
"no."
Jiang Shaoyan seemed to wake up for a moment. He turned on the bedside lamp and took out a yellowed notebook from the cabinet.
The sound of turning books is as beautiful as the creek singing in the moonlight.
found it.
Slender fingers rubbed the somewhat yellowed handwriting book. The time recorded on it was February 23, 2014. The sky was sunny and overcast.
"Jiang Shaoyan, what did you say? Why can't I understand? Are you sure you're not drunk? Go to bed early, I'm so sleepy~"
As he spoke, he yawned twice, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes onto the quilt.
"Wanwan, I saw you in 2014, under the bridge of an overpass"
Overpass?
Bridge hole?
Xia Yuwan's sleepiness suddenly disappeared. She stood up with bare feet, stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, stretched out her hand and opened the curtain with a "swish".
The world outside was dark and so quiet that you could only hear your own heartbeat and Jiang Shaoyan's voice.
"Youwhat did you say? That bridge hole, youhow did you know?"
She has never mentioned this matter to anyone.
Even Fang Xiaoxiao, who was closest to her, didn't know that she almost died in the bridge.
Everyone asked her why she liked Fu Jueshen so much.
Precisely because of that dress, when everyone in the world abandoned her, it was Fu Jueshen who gave her the most beautiful tenderness in the world.
She spent eight years looking at that back view. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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