Rebirth of the Rich and Wealthy

Chapter 392: 392, don't go far, it's about to start

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The next date still has to go on, after all, Du Xiuwu has done enough work, but the relationship between the two

The atmosphere has always been vaguely uncoordinated.

After dinner, Du Xiuwu sent Yang Xueying back to Longzhai. At the door, Yang Xueying smiled, "Well... today

Very happy, thank you for taking me in such a nice car, eating so much delicious food, and giving me a bracelet. "

"En." Du Xiuwu responded.

"Then I'll go back first, goodbye." Turning around, Yang Xueying was about to enter the house.

Immediately stretched out her hand to grab Yang Xueying who turned around: "Xueying."

"En?" Yang Xueying looked at Du Xiuwu: "What's wrong?"

"Shi Jingye's appearance today completely exceeded my expectations." Du Xiuwu took a step forward and approached her: "I'm asking you out today."

I came out to tell you that I... "

"Don't say it!" Yang Xueying put her hand against Du Xiuwu's mouth and smiled bitterly: "What happened today

There are already too many things... I..." Yang Weiguo let her down again, Shi Jingye's sudden confession, any

This kind of thing is beyond her ability to resist, she really doesn't know what she can do.

"Okay, I won't say anything." Du Xiuwu held Yang Xueying's hands in his own, and her fingertips were slightly cold.

"En." Yang Xueying nodded.

"I will show it directly with actions." Du Xiuwu directly covered Yang Xueying's lips.

Her lips were pressed together, Yang Xueying's mind went blank, everything disappeared from her mind, nothing

Whether it was Yang Weiguo or Shi Jingye, there was nothing in her mind, she even forgot to breathe, she froze

He stood there dumbfounded.

Taking a step back, Du Xiuwu took two deep breaths and said, "I don't need your answer, and I won't force you to give me an answer."

complex. I want to tell you that I love you and recognize you. With me you can laugh and cry wantonly, in my

You don't need to be brave in front of me, all I want is that you stay by my side and don't go far. "

Listening to Du Xiuwu's words, Yang Xueying's tears flowed from the sockets of her eyes, down her cheeks, and dripped down on her cheeks.

on the coat.

Du Xiuwu stepped forward again to hold Yang Xueying in his arms.

Leaning her head on Du Xiuwu's shoulder, Yang Xueying cried wantonly: "How could he do this? He promised me

Yeah... He said he wouldn't change Su Lin's surname! He's already sorry for my mother, how can he still be sorry

I...he promised me! "

Kissing Yang Xueying's forehead, Du Xiuwu silently comforted her, allowing her to cry in his arms

enough.

Yang Xueying didn't know what was going on with her either, it seemed that she had been waiting for someone to say something like this

sentence. The grievance and distress in her heart also found an outlet, and after crying for nearly half an hour, Yang Xueying gradually stopped.

After she stopped crying, she looked at Du Xiuwu with teary eyes.

"Good boy." Du Xiuwu stretched out his hands to wipe away the tears on Yang Xueying's face.

"Du Xiuwu..." Yang Xueying pursed her lips with an expression of grievance, she looked at Du Xiuwu whose eyes were full of tenderness and pity, and said:

"Can you really do it?"

"I can." Du Xiuwu nodded affirmatively: "You can laugh and cry freely when you are with me.

You don't need to be brave, this is my promise to you, and what I need is your promise, stay by my side, no

to go far. "

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

"What's the matter?" Du Xiuwu raised the corners of his mouth.

"Stop being a male publicist!" Yang Xueying looked serious.

"Eh..." Du Xiuwu's upturned mouth twitched: "Okay."

"En." Yang Xueying nodded: "Then I'll go back." She still has something to discuss with Lu Anran, Yang Weiguo is here this time

Afterwards, it must be a tough battle of intrigue. Without Lu Anran, she really doesn't know what to do.

After entering the Long Mansion, I searched around but couldn't find Lu Anran, and the phone that called Lu Anran was also turned off.

Yang Xueying was a little worried about the status.

At this time, Lu Anran was in a warehouse in the capital, she was playing with a lighter, sitting in front of her

A young man who was tied up, looked about 27 or 20, with flat hair and glasses and a gentle face,

The white shirt on his upper body was covered with mud, and the suit pants on his lower body were torn with a big hole.

Bu, stared at Lu Anran with a pair of eyes, shocked and unbelievable.

"Don't look at me like that." Lu Anran winked at the person beside him, and the latter nodded and stretched out his hand to take it off.

Removed the cloth stuffed in the man's mouth.

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

"You dare to write an anonymous blackmail letter to me without even knowing who I am?" Lu Anran sneered.

After hearing Lu Anran's words, panic flashed in the man's eyes: "I don't know what you are talking about!"

"Liu Chengdie has already told me everything, she said that you are the most likely person, so I invite you to sit down

Sit, don't you mind! "Lu Anran smiled bluntly, a man with hooked eyes looked guilty.

Dare to look her in the eye.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." The man gritted his teeth, with an expression of refusal.

"You should also know that our Long's New Media Times is a performing arts company under the Long's consortium, and we want to investigate casually

Isn't it easy to order something? "Lu Anran raised the corner of her mouth and said.

"..." The man's face turned green and white.

"It's easy for Long to disappear from country Z alone!" Lu Anran smiled arrogantly.

Lu Anran's words made cold sweat ooze from the man's head.

"Who would dare to oppose us except the Feng family!" Lu Anran deliberately mentioned the Feng family, but Feng Li, who was behind the scenes,

Xing hooked the corner of his mouth.

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

"Still don't know?" Lu Anran frowned, "I really can't see the coffin without crying!"

The son's sideburns lit the lighter.

Hearing a "squeak", the flames of the lighter shot up and directly burned his hair at the temples and left scars on his face.

Got a scald.

"Ah!" The man cried out in pain: "I don't know! I don't know! I don't know!"

"Huh?" Lu Anran put away the lighter and pretended to be enlightened: "You don't know?"

"I really don't know, it's not me..." The man bit his lower lip, his eyes obviously dodged in fear.

"Then it was caught wrong?" Lu Anran scratched her hair in distress: "Come here, let him go! What a pity!

But it was wrong! "

Seeing the obviously relieved look of the man next to him, Lu Anran curled the corners of his mouth unobtrusively, the good show is only now.

It's about to start!

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