"I gave you this cup of milk tea! Also, this card contains the money you borrowed from me last time!"

As soon as Ji Huaibei came here, he was stunned by her sudden move before he could say a word to her, and he was stunned for a few seconds, and he didn't take the milk tea and bank card.

He stared at her directly, "Why do you want to send me milk tea!" There was a lot of expectation in his heart.

"Because of gratitude, that's why I sent it, don't think too much!" Kapok said indifferently.

"...... can't even think about it!"

Seeing that he still didn't take it, Kapok put the bank card and milk tea in his hand, "Hurry up and drink it, after a long time, as soon as this ice cube melts, it won't taste good." ”

It seems that after the last time the two of them stayed in the hospital, it seems that everyone has grown up, and their mood process is different.

Kapok has also learned to really let go of the things of the past.

The future is what she needs to grasp!

"Kapok, come have a meal with me!" This hoarse voice is very hoarse and low! If she was at the beginning, she would definitely be full of distress, but the past is the past, how can it be compared with the present!

"No, you can eat it yourself! I have something to do, so I'll go first." ”

His eyes trembled slightly, his palms clenched, and he watched the resolute back fade away.

There was a feeling of great discomfort in my heart!

He felt that he couldn't hold a lot of things, that sense of powerlessness, that sense of decadence, was so strong.

People are still icy when they go to milk!

Young Master Ji broke off the bank card and threw it on the ground, taking away only a cup of milk tea.

was so frivolous and ignorant at a young age, which not only failed her, but also made him regret it.

The car slowly left, and a head loomed on the fifth floor of the goddess's dormitory.

*

A few days later, after recovering well, An Mili took a private jet and returned to the imperial capital.

Eat and drink well, somehow, she always feels that Uncle Dusk's cooking skills have declined again.

During his time in the hospital, his cooking skills could only be said to be a little lower than normal, but as soon as he returned to the imperial capital, his cooking skills returned to their original level.

I looked at the serious people in the kitchen.

Forget it, no matter how unpalatable it is, you have to eat it with your eyes closed.

An Mili sat leisurely on the sofa and drank freshly squeezed watermelon juice, and walked in from outside with the wind.

Ying Sheng looked up and saw him, An Mili knew that there was information about Mo Handong.

She has been waiting outside the master's courtyard with the wind for the past few days.

After a pause, he almost shouted out the word madam. "Ahem, Miss An, I brought him here!"

"Then let him in!"

She has checked the information of Mo Handong, and he is developed by enclosure.

Around the 80s, the entire Chinese empire was still very cheap land, so he borrowed money and bought one piece of land after another, and in the early 90s, the highly profitable industry of real estate began to rise.

He took the opportunity to build a high-rise building, selling the house at a high price and buying land in a remote area close to the transportation hub at a low price.

From then on, step into the circle of the rich!

But the strange thing is that after he developed, he became more and more low-key.

If you don't check his details, you won't know that he has squeezed into the 200th place on the list of the richest people in the imperial capital.

You must know that it is not easy to squeeze nearly 200, if you follow the current economic strength of their settlement, they may be ranked between 250 and 300 on the list of the richest people in the imperial capital.

However, when she thought of the 200,000 taels of tea last time, he hesitated for a long time when he bought it.

I don't know if he's really picking, if he's just an empty shell or if he has something else to hide.

The wind brought him in, and when he entered the house, he noticed this flashy and not extravagant layout.

Sure enough, it's a rich man!

At a glance, he can't name most of the antiques, but what he can say is at least tens of millions.

The girl sat on the sofa, wearing a simple gray loose T-shirt, and sat there quietly, revealing a trace of noble temperament.

"Ouch, Miss An, long time no see!"

An Mili smiled at him and nodded, "Sit down!" I'm really sorry, I was supposed to meet you two days ago, but then I fainted and some things happened, so it was delayed for a few days, I hope Mr. Mo doesn't mind!"

Mo Han waved his hand, not caring at all, "It's okay, it's okay, I'm very idle myself anyway, I can wait!"

An Mi's eyes moved, she wanted to use him to find out the master's network, maybe from here, she could find out the culprit who killed the master.

Getting to the point, Mo Handong said: "I don't know when your master will come back, I will go to the courtyard every day, and I don't see anyone there every time." ”

Last time, she said that Long Lao would come back in two days, but he waited for almost a week, and still no one returned.

An Mili smiled, his face was as usual, "My master left me a message two days ago, the matter on his side has not been dealt with so quickly, and he also explained to me, if you have any urgent matters, you can find me, I may be able to handle it for you." ”

Hearing this, Mo Handong's eyes flickered, looking her up and down, hesitating.

How could this dragon elder leave all these things to her at ease?

It's weird!

Is she telling the truth or not?

"Hehe, Miss An, I don't know how your master sent you a message?"

He didn't have Long Lao's phone, and every time something happened, he would personally come to the door to find it.

An Mili blinked his eyes, and didn't even think about replying to him quickly, "Text message!"

"The master said that his old man's machine can't access the Internet, so he can only text and make phone calls. But I don't know why, my master always likes to text me. ”

Elderly machine text message?

Mo Handong began to believe that what she said was the truth, and according to Long Lao's character, it was really possible to use the old man's machine to send text messages.

"Okay! I'll come back to you in a few days!

Mo Handong, the old fox, said that he wanted to go back to sort out the materials, but he was not thinking about whether he wanted to do it himself.

After all, he still didn't worry about her.

An Mili doesn't care, anyway, put a long line to catch a big fish, not this time, there is a next time.

"Okay!" looked at the man guarding the side, "Suifeng, you can help me send Mr. Mo!"

Mo Handong couldn't sit up, his face was a little embarrassed, and his hands were rubbed together.

"That...... Ahem...... That!"

"Mr. Mo, what's wrong, is there anything unspeakable!" Seeing this, An Mili asked.

"That is, the kind of tea from last time, can I buy a few more packs!"

“......”

So that's it!

An Mi frowned, this is a bit difficult to do, this tea is not hers, it is Uncle Dusk's.

The last time she sold tea to him, it was because the tea had already been given to the old man, so she was embarrassed to sell it!

I want to turn down this business!

"How much?" Uncle Twilight's voice suddenly sounded behind her.

An Mili was also taken aback, wasn't he busy in the kitchen?