MTL - Rebirth of the Rich and Wealthy-~ 392, don't business, it's about to start.

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The next date is still going on. After all, Du Xiuwu has done a lot of work, but the atmosphere between the two people has always been vaguely uncoordinated.

After dinner, Du Xiuwu sent Yang Xueying back to the Dragon House. At the door, Yang Xueying smiled and said: "Well... I am very happy today, thank you for taking me to such a good car, eating so much delicious food, and giving it to me. Bracelet."

"Well." Du Xiuwu should have a voice.

"Then I will go back first, goodbye." Turned around, Yang Xueying was about to enter the house.

Immediately stretched out and turned around Yang Xueying: "Snow Ying."

“Well?” Yang Xueying looked at Du Xiuwu: “What happened?”

"The appearance of Shijingye today is completely beyond my expectations." Du Xiuwu stepped closer to her: "I want to tell you today, I want to tell you, I..."

"Don't say it!" Yang Xueying reached out and immediately touched Du Xiuwu's mouth and smiled bitterly: "There have been too many things happening today... I..." Yang Weiguo once again disappointed her, Shi Jingye suddenly confessed, anything else It’s not that she can be parried. She really doesn’t know what she can do.

"Okay, I don't say it." Du Xiuwu held Yang Xueying's hands in his hand by hand, her fingertips were cool.

"Well." Yang Xueying nodded.

"I will use the action directly." Du Xiuwu directly covered Yang Xueying's lips.

The lips are stuck together. Yang Xueying’s brain is blank. Everything is dissipated from her mind. No matter whether it is Yang Weiguo or Shi Jingye, she has nothing in her mind. Even she has forgotten her breath. She stays stunned. Standing in place.

Taking a step back, Du Xiuwu took a deep breath and said: "I don't need your reply, and I won't force you to give me a reply. I want to tell you, I love you, and I have identified you. With me, you can let go and laugh. You don't need to be brave in front of me. All I want is to stay with me, don't go far."

Listening to Du Xiuwu's words, Yang Xueying's tears "snap, squat" from the eyelids through the cheeks dripping on his coat.

Du Xiuwu once again came forward with Yang Xueying.

Relying on Du Xiuwu’s shoulder, Yang Xueying cried in tears: “How can he do this? He promised me... He said that he would not change his surname to Su Lin! He is already sorry for my mother, how I can still be sorry for him... He promised me!"

Kissing Yang Xueying's forehead, Du Xiuwu has quietly comforted her so that she can cry in her arms.

Yang Xueying did not know what happened to her. It seems that she has been waiting for someone to say such a sentence. The grievances and distress in her heart also found a venting vent, crying for nearly half an hour, Yang Xueying gradually stopped crying, she looked at Du Xiuwu with tears.

"Hey." Du Xiuwu extended his hands and wiped the tears on Yang Xueying's face.

"Du Xiuwu..." Yang Xueying grimaced at her face, and she looked at Du Xiuwu, who was full of gentle and pampered eyes. "Can you really do it?"

"I can." Du Xiuwu nodded affirmatively: "With me, you can laugh and cry, you don't need to be brave in front of me, this is my commitment to you, and what I need is your promise. Stay with me, don't go far."

"Good." Yang Xueying nodded. "But you have to promise me one thing."

"What?" Du Xiuwu raised his mouth.

"Don't be a male public again!" Yang Xueying looked serious.

"Amount..." Du Xiuwu’s mouth twitched: "Okay."

"Well." Yang Xueying nodded. "Then I went back." She still has something to discuss with Lu Anran. Yang Weiguo must be a hard-hitting squad after this visit. If there is no Lu Anran, she really doesn't know how. do.

After entering the Longzhai, it was found that Lu Anran was not found in a circle. The call to Lu Anran was also turned off. Yang Xueying was worried.

At this time, Lu Anran was in a warehouse in Kyoto. She was playing with a lighter. In front of her, she was sitting on a young man **** by a big flower. It looked like a twenty-seventh, with a flat head and glasses. A face of Sven, the white shirt worn on the upper body was covered with dirt, and the lower body suit trousers broke open a big mouth. His mouth was stuffed with cloth, and his eyes were staring at Lu Anran. His eyes were shocked and could not believe.

"Don't look at me like this." Lu Anran rushed to the side of the person to make a look, the latter nodded his hand and took off the cloth stuffed in the man's mouth.

"Who are you! What do you want to do!" The man looked terrified.

"You don't even know who I am, I dare to write an anonymous blackmail letter to me?" Lu Anran sneered.

After listening to Lu Anran’s words, the man’s eyes flashed in confusion: “I don’t know what you are talking about!”

"Liu Chengdie has told me all about it. She said that the most likely person is you, so I invite you to sit down and sit down. You don't mind!" Lu Anran smiled and didn't smile. The eyes looked like hooks. The man looked guilty and could not look straight into her eyes.

"I don't understand what you are saying." The man bit his teeth and looked like a dead man.

"You should also know that our Long's New Media era is a performing company under the Dragon's consortium. Is it not easy to investigate something casually?" Lu Anran said with a sigh of relief.

"..." The man's face was blue and white.

"Long's want to disappear from the Z country is easy!" Lu Anran smiled arrogantly.

Lu Anran’s words made men sweat on their heads.

"Except Feng's who dares to be against us!" Lu Anran deliberately mentioned Feng's but let Feng Lixing, who is behind the scenes, hook his mouth.

"I... I... I really don't know what you are talking about." The man still wanted to argue.

"I still don't know?" Lu Anran raised his eyebrows: "I really don't see the coffin without tears!" He said that he stopped the lighter in the man's corner.

Just listening to the "squeaky" sound, the lighter's flames smashed and directly blew his **** hair and left a hot face on his face.

"Ah!" the man shouted, "I don't know! I don't know! I don't know!"

"Well?" Lu Anran took the lighter outfit and looked like a sudden realization: "You don't know?"

"I really don't know, it's not me..." The man bit his lower lip, and his eyes were obviously afraid of being dodged.

"That is the wrong thing?" Lu Anran scratched his hair with distress: "Come, let him go! It's bad luck! Actually caught the wrong!"

Looking at the man who was obviously relieved, Lu Anran did not trace the corners of his mouth, and the good play is now about to start!