Windfall life

"Do you need to be surprised by this expression?"

Bright eyes, wide open, slightly parted lips, red and attractive.

Looking at the slightly stunned Ning Fei in front of her, Lin Ning shrugged disapprovingly.

For him, whether it is the Internet or industry, in the final analysis, it is just an identity on the surface.

I didn’t even think about making money. I spent my money wherever I wanted.

"Aren't you going to do a live broadcast? Why are you thinking about investing again?"

Due to the gap in status, Ning Fei knew about Lin Ning's career, but it was only through online communication.

According to online rumors, in later generations, he donated many schools, built many roads, and had many industries.

As for what these industries are, I don’t know why, no matter how many netizens try to figure it out, no one can explain it in detail.

"Does it have any impact? Just do both."

As the same saying goes, spend the money, spend it and spend it.

Glancing at the system while distracted, Lin Ning changed into a sleeping position while talking.

"Come and show your respect for your hometown."

"What does it mean?"

"Help your man rub it. I did too much last night and it's so sore."

Discussing the matter on a case-by-case basis, he would be upset if he were to dig into the wall in the middle of the night.

Thinking back to what happened last night, Lin Ning curled her lips angrily.

I really suffered the loss of my inexperience. The wall was so chiseled that it made my jaw sore, and it was so painful.

"Fuck you."

The surprised gaze, her shy face, her tender hands, and the most charming way of lowering her head.

Lin Ning felt the coolness of the air as the words reached her lips.

If it weren't for the quality education over the years, the export would be full of nonsense.

"No, I want you to massage. Why are you taking off my clothes?"

"How can I press it if I don't take it off?"

Ning Fei rolled her eyes, and while speaking, she climbed onto Lin Ning's waist.

Not to mention the skin touching each other, not to mention the slight scratches in the hair.

Just talking about these delicate and nimble hands made Lin Ning experience the health care culture that Sun Lingyu often talked about.

"Lin Ning: What are you doing?"

On the other side of the city, Xicheng University, men's dormitory.

When Lin Ning came to WeChat, Sun Lingyu at the table had just hired himself a writer's assistant.

Due to the ban on the platform, he suffered from a shortage of books. Since he couldn't read it, he would write it himself.

"Sun Lingyu: I'm going to write a novel, what?"

"Lin Ning: Let me go. Do you still have this talent? What's the name of the book? I'll go take a look."

"Sun Lingyu: I haven't thought about it yet, just tell me what you want to do with me."

"Lin Ning: My wife-in-law, her best friend group is throwing a Christmas party. They are all girls. Do you want to come?"

"Sun Lingyu: Don't go, you're a boring group."

"Lin Ning: Bored?"

"Sun Lingyu: A women's party is roughly like this."

"Sun Lingyu: The older one talks about children, husband, and mother-in-law, while the younger one talks about skin care, men, and outfits."

"Lin Ning: That makes sense."

Not to mention, Sun Lingyu over there knows a lot and is good at writing novels.

Following Ning Fei's call, Lin Ning turned sideways and looked back in the direction of the cloakroom.

What needs to be mentioned here is that in the past half hour, she was busy dressing up and changed into three skirts.

"Husband, does this look good?"

"nice."

"Don't you think this kind of skirt looks very old?"

"Then change it."

"Mr. Lin, you can't be serious."

Chanel dress, diamond-encrusted red heels, and makeup that looked like it was not on.

Seeing her becoming more mature and attractive in front of the mirror, Lin Ning nodded first to show his seriousness, and then said seriously.

"Well, with my wife's figure and appearance, she looks better without any clothes on."

"I hate it, come here."

"what?"

"Zipper~"

I have to say that Chanel designers really understand men.

It's just a zipper, which almost makes people sink under the unobstructed view of the beautiful back and gooseneck.

. . . . .

It takes about half an hour, the villa is not far away, and the W Hotel is not far away.

When she arrived, Gu Xuening had a little kitten in her arms that looked very cute.

"It's not a party, why did you bring it?"

Looking at the good sisters outside the car and the little puppet in her arms, Ning Fei frowned subconsciously.

Before he could continue, Lin Ning, who was also watching, got out of the car while talking.

"Thanks, you play and I'll take it home."

"Ah, this is not it."

Looking at him in shock, he walked towards him, snatched the cat, and dodged the person, all at once.

Gu Xuening, who saw the words coming to her lips, looked back in the direction of the voice.

"It's nothing, it's fine. Why did you bring the cat? He didn't want to come in the first place."

While speaking, he looked angrily at his lover who was drifting away.

The fact is that in order for Lin Ning to attend this party, Ning Fei worked hard at home.

"Please, look clearly, that's not your cat, I just picked it up."

"What did you say, you picked it up?"

"I just met her in the flower bed. She looked so pitiful and the weather was so cold, so I thought of taking her with me."

"Wait, so the one my lover took away was not the one I bought?"

"if not."

A nice eye roll for a good sister who can even recognize a cat.

Thinking of that poor little one who wasn't warm yet, and thinking of Lin Ning's luxurious and luxurious life.

The more she thought about it, the more she thought it was feasible. Gu Xuening's voice became louder than before.

“Sister, do you dare to cooperate with me to create Douyin?”

"There is no problem with cooperation, but the question is what to send?"

Liu frowned slightly and looked at the good sisters in front of him who were very interested.

Ning Fei, who was slightly confused, would not easily refuse Gu Xuening's proposal just because of the friendship between those two lives.

"Just tell me how a stray cat turned around and became a wealthy little princess."

"Stray cat, are you talking about the one my lover picked up?"

"Well, what about that idea?"

"It feels okay."

In today’s self-media world, there are many anchors who make their fortune from pets.

Contacting Lin Ning's company that was still in preparation, Ning Fei continued thoughtfully.

"In this case, I will discuss it with him when I get back and give you an answer when I'm done."

"This is nothing to discuss."

"Use your brain, just what you said, don't take pictures of my house."

Thanks to these days of getting along day and night, I have a somewhat understanding of Lin Ning's habits.

Ning Fei spoke again. As she spoke, she stepped forward and took over Gu Xuening, who was immersed in her mobile phone.

"To tell you the truth, my man doesn't seem to care about anything, but he's actually pretty cool."

"It's not a big deal? What should I say?"

"I don't like taking pictures, being in the camera, socializing, showing off..."

"Wait, are you sure he doesn't like to show off?"

Gu Xuening interrupted, as if to prove it.

While speaking, he deliberately held the phone upright where Ning Fei could see it.

Looking at the mobile phone interface in front of me, I looked at the circle of friends that my husband had just posted.

Ning Fei said nothing and took the phone directly.

"Ning Fei (Mrs. Lin): Mr. Lin, I need an explanation."

"Lin Ning: explain what?"

"Ning Fei: In your circle of friends, <Introduce my cat, Tutu!>"

"Lin Ning: Is there a problem?"

"Ning Fei: Why don't you introduce me?"

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