you are my white moonlight

On the contrary, the photos are somewhat inconsistent, with lush trees.

There was a trace of helplessness in Jian Youqing's brows and eyes, and she was about to laugh at him for fabricating it out of thin air. The man's fingertips pointed at one place, and the arc of Jian Youqing's mouth froze.

Behind the one-meter-high grass, half a Roman column is hidden, which is obviously the remains of a burnt European-style building.

Looking again at this time, it is clear at a glance, Jian Youqing has read through those photos, but cannot confirm the exact location.

"The other two families? Chi Shihui?" Jian Youqing was a little surprised at that time.

Could it be that Shao Tingchen tolerated Chi Shihui because of this?

Jiang Zhi nodded, "According to speculation, it is indeed the case, but the specifics, I am afraid that only the parties involved will know."

Jian Youqing nodded, and she asked again: "How old is Chi Shihui now?"

"One year older than you, 24."

Jane is clear again. Looking back now, she was 13 ten years ago, and Shao Tingchen was 19 at that time.

What came to her mind was 14-year-old Chi Shihui, wearing a pink tutu skirt, who rescued 19-year-old Shao Tingchen from the sea of ​​fire. Since then, Shao Tingchen has lost money to her.

But after all, because I got to know my ex later, I couldn't control my heart, and the girl passed away suddenly, so her weight in my heart became especially heavy.

No matter how hard Chi Shihui tried, he couldn't compare to the dead.

This guess is too common, even Jian Youqing feels vulgar.

"Don't forget, there is another one."

Jiangzhi also prepared other photos, including the collection of Shao Tingchen's golden house, before they were bought, and one of them was very simple.

"and many more."

Pulled out by Jian Youqing, the jade was yellowish and looked like a heart at first glance, it was too inconspicuous to put together with other luxury accessories.

"This..." A little bit accumulated in her mind, and Jian Youqing's eyes suddenly went dark.

"What's going on." Jiang Zhi wanted to step forward to help her.

Jian Youqing waved her hand, propping up the cabinet behind her with one hand, shaking her head to keep herself awake, "It's probably hypoglycemia, ignore me."

But it took a while to return to normal, and she handed over the photo again, "This is very expensive, how much did it cost at that time?"

Inexplicably, I thought of the conversation I had with Ke Yu when I was hospitalized for allergies last time.

According to legend, there is no special feature, but the price of jade is auctioned.

A look of surprise flashed in Jiang Zhizhi's eyes, as if surprised why she picked this one, and stretched out a finger.

"100 million?" This kind of fineness, if the other party is not Shao Tingchen, it is indeed possible.

"How is it possible?" Jiang Zhi felt ridiculous.

"1000?"

Jiang Zhi shook his head.

After guessing, Jian Youqing thought it was outrageous, Jiang Zhi didn't ask himself, and faced her with eyes as calm as lake water.

He nodded, "You guessed it right, it's [-] million."

Jian Youqing: "..."

Forgive her for being blind, but she really can't connect this number with the photo. Looking at it now, the conclusion is that the jade is too mediocre.

It was as if an electric current rushed into her mind, and when it accumulated to a certain point, it exploded, and Jian Youqing suddenly had a splitting headache.

Unsteady standing, one hand propped on the table, hypoglycemia at night?
Jian Youqing could only put these things down, went to eat first, and even ate some fudge, but when she picked up the photo again to look at it.

What was ushered in was the same result, and Jian Youqing's face turned pale.

That feeling lingered for a long time, and the other hand was holding the heart tightly, and breathing became a luxury.

Jian Youqing's head hurt like it was going to explode, she closed her eyes tightly.