"Okay!" Luo Zhan was not polite at all. He had gotten used to eating and drinking for free over the past few years.
After just finishing the meal, Luo Zhan left on his own initiative.
Li Jinnan bought his own house and moved out two years ago.
But today I still went back to the old house and brought back some information for Su Qianci to review.
After taking a shower and drying her hair, Su Qianci went into the room and started reading the materials.
However, as she watched, Su Qianci felt even more depressed.
The feeling on her chest just wouldn't go away, but she was bullied like that, and she didn't even see the face of the gangster!
Asshole... I'm so angry!
"ah!"
Su Qianci threw the pen away in frustration. It seemed as if a breath of primitive power was held back in her body, and she was so angry that she was burning with anger.
Unable to bear it any longer, Su Qianci simply turned on the computer, puffed out her cheeks, and logged into her social account.
As soon as I logged in, a gray-white avatar started jumping and flashing.
Click it, it’s L.
[L]: Bidding for Gudu Mingjun, the day after tomorrow at 7pm, Royal Hotel, must win
A simple sentence explains the time, place and purpose.
Su Qianci looked at those words and clicked on the historical chat record.
[L]: Eastern suburbs of Cannes, good potential, worth buying
[L]：The weather is getting colder, please take care of yourself
[L]: GC is in a difficult situation, but has a strong foundation and can be acquired
[L]: Flu is rampant, keep an eye on your children
[L]: Fangcun Tongling bidding, 3pm on the 17th, Xilingfang, must win
…
Over the past three years, L has been sending her messages.
But the number is very small, and almost every one of them will be separated by at least a month.
It's either blessings or business advice and guidance.
At first, Su Qianci didn't have any feelings for L, but as time went by, she actually developed a sense of dependence on this stranger whom she had never met before.
For so long, every time Su Qianci replied, he rarely responded.
Occasionally, when he is in a good mood, he might reply with an expression: [Smile]
But apart from these brief words, text messages are rarely sent.
Su Qianci narrowed her eyes and tapped her fingers on the keyboard a few times:
[Qianqian Suci]: Thank you, Mr. L
There was no response from that side.
Su Qianci looked at it for a while, then typed another string of words:
[Qian Qian Su Ci]: Will you go the day after tomorrow
Su Qianci curled the corners of her lips. Why did she ask when she knew he wouldn't reply
But just as she was about to withdraw, a message suddenly popped up:
[L]: No
Su Qianci actually felt a little surprised for some reason. Looking at those two words, it was within her expectations.
But unexpectedly, another message popped up:
[L]: Want to see me
[Qian Qian Su Ci]: Think about it!
[L]：Wait until I return home
Su Qianci was stunned for a moment and asked: You are not in the country
Oh my God, how can you know so much about Cannes if you are not in the country
impossible
However, L no longer responded.
Su Qianci stared at the chat box in a daze, her brows furrowed.
real or fake
If it's true, then he is really amazing.
But if it was fake, why did he lie to her
What is the purpose
Su Qianci thought for a moment and clicked on Luo Zhan's chat box with the mouse.
[Qian Qian Su Ci]: Are you there
[Z]：In
[Qianqian Suci]: Help me track an IP
[Z]：send
Su Qianci sent L's account number to Luo Zhan, who quickly replied: San Francisco, USA
[Qian Qian Su Ci]: What about before that? Where was it
[Z]: How long ago
[Qianqian Su Ci]: Three or four years ago
[Z]：[Picture]
Luo Zhan directly took a screenshot.
(End of this chapter)