Billionaire's Wife

Chapter 2: Nightmare (2)

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Murphy's tears rained down, and the icy floor made her feel frustrated at the moment, undoubtedly worsening the situation.

Who will tell her what happened last night

Is this the coming-of-age gift God gave to her at the age of eighteen

Medicine? When did she drug him

Even the wine was brought by Nan Fengxiao, and he tenderly promised to give her a coming-of-age ceremony!

Morphy looked at the people in the house with empty eyes. Is that still her relative, her family

That's right, her biological father doesn't recognize her anymore, and these so-called nominal relatives may have seen her displeased a long time ago!

"Why don't you speak, you know all this, don't you?"

What about him? Her so-called brother, when she was twelve years old, walked into her house with her stepmother.

She will never forget the scene when she first saw the South Wind Roar. He was three years older than her, with unruly body. At the age of fifteen, he was close to 1.8 meters. He had black thick short hair and a pure white shirt with meticulous care.

The whole body exudes the coldness of not getting close to strangers, and a single look is enough to discourage people within three meters.

To be honest, he was a little too good-looking, with cold eyes, a firm nose, an erect chin, and thin lips.

Every part is as if carefully carved by a craftsman, without any flaws.

From the time he entered the door, he had never seen her directly. This made Morphy, who had always been accustomed to her temper, felt very uncomfortable in her heart, and she did not like this brother from the bottom of her heart.

later…

How did they come together, how did they walk into each other's hearts, and then drift away, until she no longer appeared in his sight.

Into each other's hearts

Murphy was taken aback by her own thoughts, she was sentimental,

"Girl, girl—"

This is the third time the driver's master has called her. Seeing her thinking about things, she couldn't help but increase her volume.

"Excuse me!" Murphy retrieved his thoughts, awkwardly took out a hundred yuan from his wallet, and handed it to the teacher respectfully.

The master smiled, looking down for the change.

The fare here is very cheap, unlike Kyoto, which is staggeringly expensive. Think about it, it is Kyoto, the most prosperous place, just a suburban house, ordinary people struggle for several lifetimes can not afford a square.

Murphy's mocking lips curled up, it was ridiculous. She was so poor now that no one would know her when she went back.

She is not uncommon for anyone to remember, from that moment on, the Mo family had nothing to do with her.

That would be better, everyone had better forget her existence, so that Duo would be her alone.

"Girl, take it well, forty-five."

The driver's master smiled honestly, without the slightest city mansion.

Murphy was about to reach out to take the money, when the horn in the taxi rang suddenly, no longer soft music.

"Next, we have to ask the president of Xiangyang International, Mr. Nan Fengxiao to talk to us about the original intention and reasons for the establishment of a film and television company again."

South wind whistle!

Hearing this name, Murphy's face suddenly whitened, her fingertips trembling unceasingly, and the change scattered in the carriage.

"Girl, your money—"

Morphy almost ran out of the taxi and rushed to the corner beside the street in despair, helplessly slumped, and completely ignorant of the money.

Murphy subconsciously covered the beating heart, tears streaming down her white cheeks just like that.

"The South Wind Howl!"

"The South Wind Howl!"

"..."

In Murphy's mouth, reciting these three words over and over again. This name always reminded her of the wrongs and humiliation she suffered.