MTL - Quick Transmigration Female Lead: Male God, Never Stopping

At the same time, the villa of Jiusheng.

Friday, southeast wind, the weather is cool.

Du Jiusheng sat in front of the desk and wrote a word on the white paper with a pen.

Perhaps a very common word for many people, but for him it is the most important word in life.

Five years.

He not only has to fight with the Murong family, but also fights with Luo Qiang.

Because I want to know where the dust is, I want to know her whereabouts.

Even if he knew that Luo Qianmu would take good care of her, he still hoped to keep her by his side.

"Today, it’s time to go to the Golden Triangle for auction." Xiaohe pushed his glasses and stood by.

For so many years, the assistants around Du Jiusheng changed one after another, and eventually this is called Xiaohe and stayed with him.

In the eyes of Du Jiusheng, he left Xiaohe because he was smarter than any assistant.

The question asked will ask, things that should not be asked never mentioned.

"Yeah." Du Jiusheng faintly responded, you have to prepare.

"The contact person is all connected, that is, we have no way of knowing what the amount of blind guess is." Xiaohe said: "But the money is ready."

"We don't know." There was a faint sigh of light between the eyes of Du Jiusheng's eyebrows: "But Murong can't know."

The auction of the Golden Triangle land gathered the world's well-known wealthy and the most well-known real estate people in the business circle.

It is not the only Luo family, the crossing home, and the Murong family are competing.

However, the three of them are the most prepared.

"We also tried to arrange people to listen to the tone of Murong's family, but the tone is very tight." Xiaohe said: "Even even the housekeeper does not know what Murong Xiong intends to do."

"Nothing." Du Jiusheng folded the white paper with the words in front of him and put it in the drawer: "Make things happen, make things happen in the sky, and go and see."

In recent years, he probably also knows that everything that Luo Qianmu has prepared is for today.

Or it can be said that everything that Luojia has prepared is for today.

She has returned, although he did not catch up with her at the Duoshi Building that day.

However, based on his understanding of Luo Dian's ignorance, even if she dresses herself, she may only be her.

There was the little boy who only remembered what he said after he had chased a circle in the building.

Why did she clearly see her face disguised as a face, but the little boy said she was a beautiful sister.

This matter has been thinking in his mind for a long time, and he has not got an answer for a long time.

No matter what it is, it doesn't matter anymore. The only thing that matters is that she is finally back.

Even if it was just a wishful wish in her heart, she came back.

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A few days later, at 8:50 in the morning.

Luo dusted into a white shirt, the coat is a gray stool.

She pulled the micro-rolled hair completely and painted a faint makeup.

Nian An stood aside, almost the same color as the clothes she wore, except that he had a black bow at his neck.

Standing in front of the mirror, Luo Ding Chen looked at the look of Ann's eyes intentionally or unintentionally.

This is probably the first time she feels that Ann's eyes are a little different, with a touch of icy cold and a touch of chill.

"Today is a big event, remember to take my hand." Luo Dingchen said: "Don't worry mom."

Nian An put his hand on the palm of his hand: "Sister is relieved."