One Hundred Ways to Satisfy Your Beloved Wife

Surveillance room.

The crowd watched Nangong Yan go mad and scream there, white powder flying around.

Qi brushed his eyes with admiration to Qin Sam.

“Boss, you are so harsh, how dare you let her give Da's ashes to Yang? If she hears Da's heart, she goes to the ground arranged for him by Da Da. What face does she take to face her mother's family? ”

“Not to mention," resurrected from the dead "? ”

Ben shook his head for a while.

Boss, that's terrible!

When Nangong Yan learns the truth, even if he is not mad, he must live in the shadows for the rest of his life.

Qin Sam hooked his lips and shook his head gently: “It's not ash, it's just chalk powder..."

“Not ashes? What about the ashes? Wouldn't it be...” Ben looked at Qin Sam with horror. In his view, frustrating the ashes is already an extremely perverse thing. Is there anything more perverse about the boss?

He didn't even dare to go down and hold his shoulder tight.

“Think about what?” Qin Sam's eyes were getting weirder and weirder when he saw a room. He punched Ben in the head with no anger.

Ben was in pain and stared at him.

Yet Qin Sam jumped the screen to another image, which belonged to the collective cemetery of the Dragon Soul. It was set up specifically for the Dragon Soul brothers who did not know where their home was.

In the corner of the cemetery, there's a new piece.

There are only a few daisy blossoms on it, and two big black letters on it: "Da...”

The crowd was silenced instantly.

I thought the boss was a cold-blooded pervert, but I didn't want Qin Sam's pervert to have a bottom line.

Enemies... are given a minimum of respect.

“I promised him that I would spare Nangong a life for knowing the medicine, but I didn't expect that he would end up dead in the hands of the woman I loved. This tombstone, take it as a final tribute to him. ”

Qin Sam's voice slowly dissipated with the take-off of Nangong Yanlan plane.

.......

On the plane.

Nangong Yan was in a hurry to take the plane out of the waterway and safely lift it up. I suddenly realized I didn't know where to go.

Since she came out of the Nangong family this time, she has known that she has been abandoned by her family.

Instead, you can go to Stu's house to find the same young master who is an abandoned son.

But that pervert seems harder to deal with than Qin Sam.

Qin Sam's harshness is bright and upright.

But that person, there is no bottom line, and Nangong Yan suddenly finds that he doesn't have much capital to believe at this moment.

The crystal bright display reflected her porous face.

In the days of being locked up in a secret room, although three meals a day is fine.

However, the wound left on her face plastic surgery had been abscessed because she had not received timely treatment, unless she could get a skin on her face, it would have been disfigured.

But surgery requires a doctor and money.

She's not where there is.

All of a sudden, she thought of the cards that Dada had left for herself before she died.

Not only that, but there's also a route up there.

This card was stuffed before Big Daddy died. Although she was searched, no one took the card.

In the evening, she landed at a small airport in State F.

As soon as I got off the plane, a local greeted me.

I didn't check much, so I let her go.

Nangong Yan went to a local branch with a card. After checking the balance, it was a pleasant surprise!

To take them all away, you have to provide them.

Nangong Yan was unable to do so. She had to take a small portion of the cash and put it on her body. She rented a car locally to look for the so-called letters and a diary according to the address Dai had given her.

Deserts everywhere in Africa, a small oasis, may be a small city, but the distance between the small city and the small city is a little too far to even get by.

She thought it would go well, but she didn't want this big old house to be too remote.

Nangong Yanlan was driving again and riding a camel. He also accidentally encountered a dust storm, which took five days to reach a village called Little Rock City.

All the houses, as the name suggests, are made of a stone, not to mention the beauty, some of which cannot even be completely closed.

“Where the hell did you tell me? ”

“Luckily I didn't fall for you. I'll leave when I get my things!” Nangong Yan missed it and looked at the door number door to door.

They didn't come here for years, and all of a sudden they had a life, and all of a sudden they looked at her with curiosity.

Nangong Yanlan found that most of these are children and elderly people.

Almost never saw a man's figure, although one looked old and small, but he looked healthy and not as thin or weak as in the disaster film.

Instead, a bright, clear eye has a few good intentions.

This kind of goodwill was too far away for Nangong Yan, making her very uncomfortable.

I didn't even dare to face the old man's eyes and panicked.

Finally, I saw the same number on the sheet of paper in front of a fairly complete house.

She stopped and was closing the door.

It creaked and the wooden door opened from the inside.

A grey-haired, pale old dew protruding his head and saw Nangong Yan, he was stunned.

“Miss... Miss Yan...”

She said excitedly, shaking her hand and going to Lanan Palace Yanlan.

Yet Nangong Yan rushed back and was eager to run straight out of the desert.

“Grandma... you... you... you..."

“Didn't you die?” Nangong Yan frightened the seven souls to the loss of Sanpo.

The old man slowly opened his legs and walked toward the South Palace. Her rickety figure projected on the speckled wall of Stone City. As she moved, the shadow on the wall became extremely irregular.

“Miss... don't be afraid, I'm not dead, when Da knew that you might shut me down, he arranged for me to come out early, also to leave you a way back. ”

“But I remember when you were sparked... who was that man?” Nangong Yan was surprised and uncertain.

“She's just a dying woman, miss. ”

“Don't be afraid, get up.” The old man said, reaching out to Nangong Yan.

She had a burn scar on her right hand tiger's mouth, which she cared for when she was a child. It's basically impossible to change a person's face, but to change the skin of the whole person.

Nangong Yan hesitated for a moment and remembered the purpose of his trip, but handed it over.

The old man's hands were rough, old, wrinkled and twisted together, and Nangong Yan was very uncomfortable.

She tried to pull her hand back several times, but Grandma pulled it tight.

Only when she entered the yard and the wooden door closed, Grandma let her go.

But as soon as she looked up, she fainted a little.

In a small yard, there were pictures of her everywhere, or the ones before her cosmetic surgery, but the angles were mostly sideways, and even some were just shadows.

“This...” Looking at the way I used to be, Nangong Yan suddenly spoke a little.

Old Lao turned around and looked at her with a smile, pointing to the photo and said: "These were taken secretly by Da, and there are many more. Every time he sent me something over the years, he put something new on it, but in the last six months, he came here less, the last time he called was last week... and said he probably wouldn't be back for the last year, and someone else had sent the stuff. ”

“Miss... did you send him on a mission? ”

The old man whispered, his cloudy eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Ming was just an ordinary old man, even without any fighting power, but Nangong Yan suddenly felt weak. Sitting on a chair with cotton was worse than sitting on the tip of a needle.

“Grandma... I...”

“It must be a special assignment, otherwise I wouldn't say that... miss, you look at me at my age, I love to whisper, please use tea first, I'll make you something to eat. ”

The old man said that the trembling was about to get up.

She was Dae's adoptive mother and an old servant of the Nangong family. Because her own son accidentally fell into the water when she was a child and died, the whole person went crazy. Later, when she met Dae, she recognized him as her son. Grandma's insanity also followed a lot.

“Grandma, I'm not busy... I just came to get something and left. ”

“Ah?” The old man stood firmly against the roots of the wall, twisting his head and looking around at his old stone house: “What do you want? ”

“Oh... I see. Look at my memory. Dada once told me that if you came, I would give you that. ”

“That thing?” Nangong was delighted. He wanted to ask, but his husband had already bent into the house.

It took a long time for her to come out again, holding a small box carefully in her hand.

Nangong recognized the box at a glance.

It was the password box she didn't want when she was a kid, and she tried to enter it, and it did open.

However, the envisioned gem or something did not appear, only a thin envelope and a heart shaped key with her initials, presumably a letter from the Swiss bank.

She was happy to put the key in her arms and unwrap the envelope with her hands. The more familiar the handwriting was, the more eyelid it was.

“I am no longer alive by the time this letter is opened. After all, this is my last gift to the lady. Kind of like a final farewell. ”

“The heart key is the letter of the Swiss bank, which contains all my home and the secrets that have been buried in my heart for many years.” Dawei was willing to take care of my adoptive mother. After all, without her, there would be no us.

“Without us?” What does that mean?

Nangong stared at the envelope.

Imagine seeing an infinite magnification of the black shadow on the table.

Before she could react, she took a heavy toll on her head and suddenly lost consciousness.