Chapter 687 He is ill, and not too ill
Jun Ruyi's series of questions touched Mrs. Qin's sore spots, and the question made Mrs. Qin speechless.
"I...I..." She looked extremely embarrassed, and she couldn't resist it in front of this young and aggressive girl.
Jun Ruyi glanced at her contemptuously.
From the limited edition Hermes bag, I took out a check, which seemed like a gift: "I heard that Qin Wenrou had never raised any money for heart surgery, so I'll treat her as a treatment. Do you know what to do?"
When Mrs. Qin saw the numbers on the check, her eyes lit up.
Ten million.
Miss Jun is such a big deal.
Mrs. Qin touched the check: "What do you mean is that Xin'er and Mr. Nalan break the engagement?"
Jun Ruyi laughed sarcastically and held down the check on the table: "Give you a week. As long as you break off the engagement, the money on the check will be yours. Otherwise, the money will be collected at any time."
Mrs. Qin curled her fingers, and the check was like a beam of flames, which attracted her to the fire.
"Okay, I promise you...try."
She quickly pulled the check out of Jun Ruyi's hand, and couldn't help but gently rub the numbers on the check with both hands.
Ten million.
There are many things that can be done.
Jun Ruyi looked at Mrs. Qin's appearance of loving money and life, picked up her bag, got up and walked out, and sneered: "It's so petty...
How can the daughter raised by the Qin family, a small family, be worthy of Mr. Nalan?
When Mrs. Qin heard Jun Ruyi's unconcealed sarcasm, her face turned pale and she lowered her head.
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This night, many people stayed up all night.
Qin family.
Mrs. Qin couldn't sleep all night, thinking about how to find Mr. Nalan and ask about breaking the engagement.
Imperial Royal Academy.
Qin Wenrou was so angry that she couldn't sleep in the dormitory bed. She thought about where to start next and could find conclusive evidence that the Qin family sold Qin Xin's blood, and then used the evidence to slap Qin Xin in the face.
Song Anjing lay on the bed and sighed: "Without my heart, I actually had insomnia, I had insomnia... I couldn't even let me fall asleep with milk, what should I do?"
Xiao Bailu faced the moon on the balcony, tearing a tissue while gritting her teeth angrily: "Dog man, dog man, Huo Tingzun, you are just a short, thin and bastard dog man..."
A cold string of white breaths was left on the balcony.
foreign.
Simoyu flew to Europe overnight to select the most expensive, freshest and most unique rose varieties in the place of origin of Victoria roses.
For some reason, it seems that when choosing flowers, it was the calmest and most comfortable time in his life. The intense emotion that was so irritable that he wanted to kill people was gone.
The whole person seemed to be immersed in a very great and gentle career. Even thinking about the little pepper he was going to send flowers, a smile couldn't help but hold a smile on the corner of his lips.
I really want to hear her say, "Are you so sick?"
Well, he is sick and is not very ill.
Empire State Building.
Huo Tingzun returned to the empire after three years. Instead of returning to his former villa, he moved into the presidential suite in the hotel.
When the woman and the child fell asleep, he stood alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, silent.
Looking at the familiar city, I don’t know why, but I always feel that something is missing.
What's missing?
He couldn't even remember what was missing.
Galaxy Bay.
Nalan Yejue lit a small lamp with soft light at the head of the bed, and looked at the sleeping little woman beside him.
Through a row of pillows, her sleeping face is petite and harmless, very different from the light and coldness of the day.
The man stared at him for a long time.
Chapter completed!