Sister, you miss me

After the meal, everyone left one after another, except Huanghou.

At this time, Yang Feng received a text message.

"Yang Feng, bless you." Qiao Xuan sent it.

Yang Feng suddenly rushed to the window sill and looked down from a high level, as if there was a kind of telepathy, Qiao Xuan just looked up.

However, Qiao Xuan couldn't see Yang Feng beyond twenty stories.

However, Yang Feng's eyesight is abnormal, but she can see the tears in the girl's eyes in the early summer afternoon sun.

The next moment, my head hurts sharply.

However, Yang Feng grasped the stainless steel guardrail of the bay window and insisted on watching Qiao Xuan leave.

Shengge came out of the bathroom and saw Yang Feng's trembling body and the groaning steel pipe in his hands at a glance, knowing that he was injured again because of being emotional again.

There is no doubt that Yang Feng was emotionally affected by other women, but at this moment, Shengge felt his heart hurt, not because of Yang Feng's empathy, but just because of Yang Feng's pain.

To love someone is not to ask for it, but to give selflessly. At this moment, Shengge understands the true meaning of love. At this moment, Shengge has made up his mind to get rid of the poison for Yang Feng as soon as possible, even if he loses Yang Feng’s love. At whatever it takes.

...

After the market closed on Friday, the Wang family gathered together.

Wang Cong really couldn't hold back his breath: "Dad, this has been stumbling, when will I be tall!"

"No matter how you endure it, the more you reach the last juncture, the more you have to be cruel." Wang Lin said with little confidence: "We have limited chips now. I don't believe that Yuxin Group will not rise until our losses are reduced to a certain extent. Get out at any time."

Wang Cong nodded helplessly, worried.

This can’t be blamed on the prince. Since his debut, he has always been smooth, and his assets have doubled and doubled, so he feels that making money is too fucking easy.

He is used to this kind of good times, he is spoiled by detention.

As everyone knows, it is not difficult to start a business with hundreds of millions of funds and turn assets into billions or even billions, with the help of the father.

However, it is at this level.

Going up, those are all masters, giant crocodiles.

The master moves, the slightest difference is a thousand miles away, heaven and hell, only in a single thought.

This time, they met a master, not Feng Yuxin, not Yang Feng, but Dracula, a legend from Wall Street.

...

South Goguryeo.

At noon on Saturday, the blue tile typhoon is beautiful, and the weeping willow is Yiyi.

A stylishly dressed and enchanting urban beauty walked slowly, as if looking for something.

She is Park Jong-sung's mother and Cui Haoyue who is also a member of Congress.

The purpose of returning home this time was to find a solution to Yang Feng.

Cui Haoyue vaguely remembered that her crazy master had been begging on the side of the road. She used to be a master Gu maker. If she could communicate smoothly, she might be able to suggest one or two more.

There are Chinese tourists everywhere, which is a feeling of Cui Haoyue.

It is a fact that there are many Chinese people, and that there are many rich people in China, which is even more true. Otherwise, she would not always be able to see a large number of Chinese people in tourist attractions around the world.

While thinking about it, he unknowingly walked to the place in his memory.

Sure enough, the old man with ragged clothes and white beard and hair was still there.

He leaned against the wall to bask in the sun, with a broken bowl in front of him, which contained change in various currencies and denominations. The business was very good.

He was pulling a broken lute with his fingers in the shape of a dead branch. His dry and peeling lips couldn't help shaking, and he was muttering words.

Cui Haoyue was overjoyed on her face and immediately quickened her pace. However, in the next second, she froze there.

In front of the old man stood a middle-aged man with white hair like snow, but his figure under a blue shirt was extremely symmetrical.

When Cui Haoyue saw a profile, the man frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

Seeing the man's face clearly, Cui Haoyue's head banged, and she could no longer control her emotions. After twenty years, the man's figure seemed to have not changed.

Although there was only one night of joy, the man made her unforgettable, dreaming, dreaming, and awake at night.

She had been looking for him for twenty years, and heard that he was dead long ago, but she didn't expect him to be alive.

Cui Haoyue was so excited that she couldn't help herself. She wanted to go up and meet him, telling her goodbye to love, and she was afraid of the hallucinations she wanted to produce because of day and night.

Cui Haoyue severely pinched her thigh under her short skirt, "It hurts!"

However, besides the sloppy old man, there is nowhere else in the shadow of that person.

Is it an illusion?Cui Haoyue shook her head with tears and looked around, finally letting her catch the familiar back.

Cui Haoyue chased after him desperately, however, the man's pace seemed to be slow and fast, and the distance between the two of them increased.

Cui Haoyue no longer cared about her image, kicked off Heng Tian Gao and ran wildly.

Passers-by stopped and looked sideways, but Cui Haoyue didn't care. There was a corner of an ancient building in front of him. Cui Haoyue chased after him, losing the shadow of that person.

Cui Haoyue bent down, her hands propped on her knees, gasping for breath, depression made her tears.

I have met for 20 years, but I missed it today, I'm afraid I will never see each other again in this life.

"Madam, why have you been following me?"

A voice full of magnetism sounded behind her, and Cui Haoyue's body was shaken, she slowly straightened her waist, slowly turned her body, and then curled her mouth indefinitely, wiping tears with one hand and walking to the surprised man with one hand.

One meter away from the man, Cui Haoyue stopped. She stared into the man's eyes and shook her head and said, "Sir, Qin Zhong, is it really you?"

Qin Zhong frowned: "You are..."

"It's really you, it's really you." Cui Haoyue grabbed his arm, as if excited to see her long-lost relatives.

"Madam, do we know each other?"

"Sir, do you remember the little demon who was at the Blue House 21 years ago?"

"You are...little demon."

"Sir, I finally remembered me." Cui Haoyue burst into laughter, and threw himself into Qin Zhong's arms.

Qin Zhong was really caught off guard, yes, he had some impressions of the little demon, but it was difficult to associate the mature and charming urban beauty in front of him with the tool that the demon used to test medicine twenty years ago.

"Madam, little demon, that..." Qin Zhong really didn't know where to put his hands, 80% of them were married and married, and there should be a happy family.

"My name is Cui Haoyue now." Cui Haoyue raised her pretty face in Qin Zhong's arms and said with happiness.

"Ms. Cui Haoyue," Qin Zhong's heart has been steadily over the years, even though he has a mature and enchanting body in his arms, he has no ambitions. "Don't mention the old things, everyone has each other's lives, and they are all peaceful. I think just don’t bother each other!"

"Come on, I'll take you to a place." Cui Haoyue took Qin Zhong's left hand for granted.

Qin Zhong was a bit awkward, like a little girl who hadn't been touched by anyone but couldn't help but struggled lightly, but couldn't get rid of it.

After following Cui Haoyue a few steps, he discovered that Cui Haoyue was barefoot.

"Where are your shoes?"

"If you don't throw it away, how can you catch up with your enemy?" Cui Haoyue groaned.

There was an old Beijing cloth shoe store just next to it, and Qin Zhong helped Cui Haoyue walk in.

The clerk was also Chinese. It was quite surprised to see Qin Zhong. It seemed a bit strange that the Chinese came to South Goguryeo to buy old Beijing cloth shoes.

However, when the clerk saw Cui Haoyue, who was so beautiful and a brand-name, who looked like those ladies in Jiangnan District, he was relieved immediately.

"Pick a pair and put it on." Qin Zhong suggested.

"Okay." Cui Haoyue just looked at him.

"What style do you like?"

"You help me choose."

"What should I do if it is inappropriate?"

"You pick it, I like it."

Mo said that Qin Zhong couldn't stand it a little, and the clerk couldn't bear it. However, she discovered a business opportunity and might be able to make a small fortune today.

"The weather is getting hot. Choose a pair of breathable ones." Qin Zhong fancyed a pair of red lace-up cloth shoes, a bit like sandals, and the red upper was embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Seeing Qin Zhong picking up the pair of shoes, the clerk immediately used his three-inch tongue to chatter endlessly: "Oh sir, you are so insightful. This is the new style in our store. I can guarantee that this is the only pair in Asia. Moreover, these shoes really match this beautiful lady..."

Cui Haoyue raised her hand to interrupt the clerk's efforts to promote sales, her eyes fixed on Qin Zhong: "I like it very much, let me try."

The clerk suddenly felt that he was really wasting his lips and tongue. This showy woman is clearly a nymphomaniac in middle age, but he shouldn’t be idiots against a pasqueflower. It is incomprehensible.

However, it seemed that this woman was afraid of being a stupid person with a lot of money, and the clerk decided to slaughter her severely.

"It's suitable," Qin Zhong said sincerely.No way, a superb woman like Cui Haoyue, even in Jingchai's sarong, can't hide her charm.

"Really?" Cui Haoyue was overjoyed, walked a few steps, then turned around, as if he was praised by her first love boyfriend for the first time.

"Then this pair?" Qin Zhong cast an inquiring look at her.

"Okay!" Cui Haoyue barely left Qin Zhong's face.

"How much?" Qin Zhong asked, looking at the female salesperson.

"Because it is a new product and a unique out of print in Asia, so..."

"That's enough!" Cui Haoyue threw a five hundred euros over, and the clerk couldn't say a word.

"Hey, you dare to accept fifty euros." Qin Zhong was about to fight for reasons, but was pulled out of the shoe store by Cui Haoyue.

"why?"

Cui Haoyue took an inch, holding his arm and cuddling on his shoulder: "There is a saying that is good, money is hard to buy.

Qin Zhong shook his head and couldn't help but look back at the female clerk. He saw the female clerk kissing the euro.

Qin Zhong was right. He glanced at the price when he chose the pair of shoes and converted it according to the exchange rate, which is more than five hundred, or fifty euros. He didn't expect unscrupulous merchants to increase the price temporarily. Oh no, they haven't. The price increase was given voluntarily by Cui Haoyue, which is like Zhou Yu's fight against Huang Gai, one willing to fight and one willing to suffer, no one else.

However, the female clerk was stunned by the huge wealth. However, she did not have the slightest gratitude. Watching Qin Zhong and the other two leave behind, she cursed "People are stupid and have a lot of money."