I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

"How could that be?" Mu Qing smiled and consoled, "You don't dislike me, so how could I think you're bad?"

"rest assured."

"When I have money, I can help you schedule more surgeries and cosmetic surgeries."

"I promise to heal your face."

Lin Qiu's mind was slightly moved by these words.

After all, she did this in order to get closer to the man and make him sympathize with her more.

Two years ago, I said that my company was gradually failing.

From time to time, he would play a pitiful role or something.

This is her usual trick to make men love her more.

Not only can she not let men know her identity.

And he had to get the money from the sale of his shares into his own hands as soon as possible.

This way she can save her face.

At that time, Mr. Chen will take over their group.

She took the money from selling the group.

As for this sick guy, he should just die sooner so that she won't have to worry about him.

Lin Qiu smiled contemptuously.

But her voice was very sweet, "Then Brother Mu Qing, let's meet at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

She hung up the phone, lay down on the bed and began to have a sweet dream.

And the other side.

Ming Nuan, who had a nightmare all night, struggled to open her eyes.

Good weight.

I feel like I'm going to be crushed.

Her blurry vision cleared up.

Then, he saw Mo Shiyan pressing on him.

He simply wrapped his limbs around her and hugged her.

Like a conjoined vine, it won't stop until it strangles her.

Ming Nuan: "..."

It was not easy to tear Mo Shiyan off his body.

She said angrily, "Stop pretending to be asleep."

If she didn't wake up despite such a loud noise, she would be dead.

Mo Shiyan opened his eyes. He had just woken up. His collar was wide open and there were red marks dotted on his collarbone.

Last night he called it sending her some purple energy.

He pinned the person to himself and wouldn't let her go.

He kept saying, "If I give you purple energy, you have to give me something."

He shamelessly pestered Ming Nuan and ended up getting some small red marks.

Mo Shiyan seemed to feel hot, so he unzipped his collar and looked at Ming Nuan with his eyelashes raised.

"It's only half past seven."

His voice was low and hoarse, and sounded inexplicably erotic.

“That’s exactly what we need.”

Ming Nuan got up immediately, changed her clothes and prepared to go downstairs.

She stopped Grandpa Mu and his family at the door as they were about to drive out.

"Grandpa Mu, didn't you agree yesterday that you would let me help you with some advice?"

Grandpa Mu was a little embarrassed, "Oh, I think it's too early, I'd better not disturb you."

Ming Nuan's eyes swept over Mu Qing who was sitting next to her.

I could actually see a little bit of purple air yesterday.

Available today.

Nothing can be seen.

Instead, bad luck and death became thicker and stronger.

Ming Nuan's face suddenly darkened, "Grandpa Mu, you'd better not sign this order today."

The three of them looked slightly changed.

Mu Qing tightened his grip on the steering wheel, "Why?"

"Brother Mu Qing, you should know that I can tell fortunes, right?"

"This is not uncommon in the circle."

If you were not sure before.

Now she was almost certain that the girlfriend was not a good person.

I heard that the buyer was introduced by his girlfriend.

And there was still a trace of purple air visible yesterday, but it was all gone today.

It can only be said that they were going to attend a Hongmen Banquet today, which was why the three of them were shrouded in bad luck.

Mu Qing's expression changed several times.

He had indeed heard of it.

But how is Xiao Nuan related to fortune-telling?

Although he had heard of it, he never believed in these superstitious things.

"I'm afraid not. My girlfriend is waiting for me."

He had an apologetic look on his face.

Ming Nuan was about to persuade her.

A hand rested on her shoulder from behind.

Mo Shiyan rested his head on Ming Nuan's shoulder, a casual but unintentional display of sovereignty.

"Didn't you say that your girlfriend likes you very much?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Qing with a smile.

"What? Can't your girlfriend wait for you for a few minutes?"

"My wife would never treat me like this. It seems that you and your girlfriend have an average relationship." He put his arm around Ming Nuan's waist and spoke sarcastically.