MTL - Rebirth of the Rich and Wealthy-~ 398, the wife of the president, seems to have seen

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After Shi Jingye’s forefoot, Su Qianlian immediately asked, “Hello, that person is...”

"You are?" The man looked at Su Lin and Su Qianlian with a puzzled look.

"This is the case." Su Lin explained and explained: "We were very good friends in high school. Later, when he had a problem at home, he came to Kyoto. Who knows that he has seen it again, so he is curious."

"Oh!" The man nodded and said: "The one who just happened is Shi Jingye, the president of our Shishi."

“Shi Shi?” Su Lin glanced: “Real estate?”

"Yes." The man nodded. "If I have nothing, I will go to work first, and leave."

After a moment of men’s departure, Su Qianlian and Su Lin were full of shocks. Su Lin looked excitedly at Su Qianlian: “Mom, Shi Jingye, Shi Jingye is actually the president of Shi’s!” It seems that it is not the same name. But they are the same person!

"If you can be with him, you are the wife of the president!" Su Qianlian smiled very happy, that is one of the four major families in Kyoto!

"Yeah!" Su Lin's cheeks showed a touch of red: "I know he is not ordinary!"

"Or my daughter has a vision!" Su Qianlian patted Su Lin's shoulder: "Eat! After dinner, I will take you to buy a few sets of underwear. You are just developing, I will buy you a few expensive pairs." Good after!"

"Well." Su Lin nodded shyly, and it seems that in a few days she must be like the wife of the president.

In her heart, she silently thought about hundreds of pictures of reunion, accidentally pretending to be full of care. In front of Shi Jingye, she turned her head slightly to make a shyness. Yes, it is this angle. She has been very confident about this angle of her face. .

However, it was too late for Su Lin to implement this plan. She was brought back to S City by Yang Weiguo. It was only time for the reunion to be held next time.

Before Yang Weiguo left, he and Yang Xueying had been vocalizing for a long time, and once again promised that they would not change their surnames to Su Lin. Yang Xueying did not dare to believe any more.

In the evening, Lu Anran made a delicious table for everyone to eat. Everyone was happy. At the dinner table, Ji Ling also told everyone about going home, although she wanted to live longer. But after all, it’s almost a New Year, and she has to go home and continue to learn to paint.

Lu Anran and others did not retain, only one sentence did not say a word of Ji Ling.

Although I didn't see Lu Anhu this time, it was really a difficult thing to see at first sight, but she also saw her good sisters.

Everyone talked about it, and the time was also fast at the fingertips. When it was about nine o'clock, Long Yuxi suddenly received a call. Long Yuxi stood up and said: "You eat slowly, I still have things."

"Long Yuxi." Calling the dragon jade to go, Lu Anran asked: "Do you have anything to look at me?"

"No." Back to Lu Anran, Long Yuxi has pain in his eyes: "You think too much." He does not want to deceive Lu Anran, but about Lu Junyi, I really can't tell Lu Anran for the time being. Upon leaving the front foot of Long Yuxi, Lu Anran said that he had enough to go straight back to the room, lying in bed and watching the selfies of the two people in the phone. Lu Anran really felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

In a short while, a series of rushing knocks, Lu Anran opened the door, and Linda stood outside the door for a few days: "Linda!" Lu Anran happily hugged her: "How?"

"Not so good!" Linda entered the room and sat on the wicker chair: "I checked Lin Biao's biological son Lu Junxi." Linda's eyes were shocked with a trace of pain: "I have extra I found something."

"What?" Lu Anran was a bit curious.

"Look at it yourself!" Linda took a file and showed it to Lu Anran.

"Well?" Lu Anran took over the archives one by one, and the more he looked back, Lu Anran was more shocked, chilling: "Feng Xiuzhu is really not a person!"

"Well." Linda fully agrees with this view. If Feng Xiuzhu made this, then he really is awkward: "What are you going to do with Enron?"

"This thing must not let Feng Sihan know!" Lu Anran shouted.

"I know." Linda nodded. If she let Feng Sihan know, she will be phoenix!

"..." Lu Anran looked at the window with his mouth closed. Feng Sihan really knocked her a warning. She really had to prepare for the countermeasures. Feng Xiuzhu is a madman!

Feng Sihan is his own flesh and blood!

All the lights in a villa on the edge of Kyoto were turned off. Two men sat on the sofa and listened to the footsteps from far to near. The two men took out their guns to protect themselves and started. Counterattack, I will soon learn more than a dozen killers who have sneaked in.

"Call" blew a shot, and the man on the right sneered: "Sherlock, now you can determine who is a traitor?"

This time his actions only tell a person, and he wants to know that this person is a traitor without thinking. He only wants to solve his traitor as soon as he can solve his traitor. He is now afraid to go to his daughter. He is worried that his activities are better than people, so he is patient. The temper solves these bugs and then goes to her. He really wants his baby daughter!

"Good!" Tom smiled. After finding Sherlock's daughter, he could go back to S City to rush his coffee! The daily life of making coffee and finding coffee is not very tight, but it is very pleasant. For ten years, he has been a barista for ten years, but ten years ago his career was worse than that of a barista. Thousands of miles, I thought that if I left there forever, I would not see each other, but Sherlock’s daughter was kidnapped. As a former brother, he unconditionally helped, and finally he was almost ready for a few months. Tom said: Sherlock, after the traitor solved, you started looking for a daughter?"

"Yes." Sherlock nodded.

"Show me your daughter's photo!" Tom said with a smile: "I have never seen her yet!"

"Good." Sherlock transferred his daughter's photo to Tom. "This is my daughter, called Angle. It is like the blue eyes of her mother, so beautiful. So we call her Angle." After the wife’s death, the daughter is all his.

"Sherlock..." Tom frowned, seemingly reminiscing: "I seem to have seen your daughter."

Where is it coming?

How could he just think that he couldn’t remember it at once?