Chapter Seventy-Three: The Future

The white walls and a few black stars stand out. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoWhite is Yeon-hee's favorite color in her life, maybe white can make her feel that the world is still clean, she is still clean, and she is not polluted.

The room was very large, the pale yellow bed was leaning in the middle, and a girl with short lilac hair was lying quietly on the warm bed, her whole body curled up, her brows were furrowed, and the quilt covered was already leaning aside, revealing her cute bear pajamas.

The whole person lost his sense of security, his body trembled, and his hands clutched his arms tightly

。 Yanxi walked cautiously in the white mist, and every step she took felt that she couldn't turn back, and if she looked back, it would be a void, and if she wasn't careful, she would be crushed.

But what lies ahead, she doesn't know. Cautiously tempted, he tried to call for people to come out, but the voice disappeared into the void so strangely.

She couldn't feel anything, as if the whole person was illusory, and it felt bad that she couldn't control herself.

Slowly, some voices came, but the sound was far away from her, and she could hear a little in the ethereal, slowly approaching, and finally made her creepy stand up.

Trying to flee immediately, she couldn't go backwards, and stepped into the abyss in the last step, running forward as hard as she could.

But it still seemed to eat away at her bones and blood little by little, and the pain that ate her bones made her want to stop.

Running non-stop,

"Ahh

The restless little man on the bed sat up suddenly, sweating profusely from his forehead. The reality of this dream is a little unbelievable, as if she really experienced it in reality, and if she is not careful, she will really lose it there.

What Yanxi didn't know was that Mo Mingze also had the same dream as her, the difference was that in Mo Mingze's dream, he was a spectator, watching Yanxi walk on the single-plank bridge,

Every time she took a step, the road behind her would collapse, and I watched her run quickly and panickedly, afraid that she would accidentally fall into the bottomless abyss, but he seemed to be locked, unable to move, and could only watch worriedly.

Mo Mingze almost opened his eyes with Yanxi, and there was another person with the two of them, in the same New York City, bathing in the same sunshine.

On this day, Yanxi was entrusted by her grandfather to negotiate with a family that had close ties with the Yan family, and this family was more involved in the military business of country M, whether in politics or in the military, this family has an unparalleled position.

The monopoly oil industry also has their participation, and country M is not a country with a monopoly government, this country has many economic conglomerates, controls all aspects of country M, and affects the daily life of the people of country M.

And these consortia, the most famous are the Rockefellers and the Morgan family. Hidden behind are the Ying Group, the Gan Group, and the Agnelli Family Group.

The power hidden behind it is very powerful, at least not many people will know their truest power.

Both the Ying Group and the Agnelli Family Group are groups from Europe, and Country M is a country that does not have a very long history and has been in a state of extreme poverty and isolation for a long time.

This place is very xenophobic, but Gan Group is an exception, and it has gained a lot of resources in this place and has successfully gained a foothold.

Yan Lang will always be an old child in front of Yan Xi, but when he starts to take it seriously, no one can help but take it seriously, otherwise he will accidentally overturn the full boat without knowing when. I can't cry anymore.

When it was almost noon, Yanxi went to the appointment, and Mo Mingze acted as Yanxi's bodyguard, and the price of this bodyguard was really high enough. It's a pity that he doesn't want an employment fee himself, and Yanxi alone in the world can enjoy this kind of treatment.

"Hello, miss, how many may I ask?"

Yeon-hee bowed her head slightly, "I'm here to find Mr. Agnelli!" ”

"Hello, dear guest. Please come with me, Mr. Warren Agnelli is waiting for you on the second floor,"

"Yes"

"The history of this coffee house is very far away. The clear sound of footsteps woke up the man who was looking at the scenery inside, and turned his head, and at that moment everything seemed to stand still. The six palaces have no color, and at this moment Warren Agnelli really believed it.

"Hello, Mr. Warren Agnelli."

"Hello, beautiful young lady."

Beauty is always privileged, no matter what age, and this seems to have become a universally accepted rule.

Warren Agnelli's eyes have been lingering on Yeon-hee, Yeon-hee doesn't care, but it doesn't mean that others don't care.

Mo Mingze had been sipping coffee in another seat, as if he was enjoying this extraordinarily relaxing afternoon vacation, but his eyes never left Yeon-hee's body. Seeing Warren Agnelli so unscrupulous, his hands were already clenched, but he stayed and tried to restrain his temper.

Yeon-hee and Warren Agnelli had a good conversation, and the smile on the corner of her mouth did not deceive.

"That's it, Miss Yeon-hee."

"Well, thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Warren Agnelli."

"No, no, Miss Yeon-hee don't call me that. You can call me Warren. ”

"Okay, Warren, I'll check it out when I have time, I hope you don't blame me for being too bothersome."

"How so? Miss Yanxi can come over, Jennifer and I welcome you. ”

"That's natural, I won't miss your wedding, thank you again for your hospitality, Warren."

When Mo Mingze heard the word wedding, his eyes flashed, and he didn't worry about someone talking to him, and he was also a lot kinder to Warren Agnelli.

This time, except for Yeon-hee, who knew about it with his own patriarch, no one else knew about it.

No one knows what the conversation is about, but it is Yeon-hee's bright and sunny smile when she walks out that infects everyone

。 Drive away slowly. Many people look at the noble snow lotus, they are very longing, and they also fantasize that they will become like that, but the reality makes them feel vulnerable.

As soon as Yeon-hee got home, she was tired on the sofa, and Yeon-hee, who was used to eating Chinese food, had no feeling for Western food at all. Today's meeting was not full.

The sky was still clear at night, as if the word was not used to describe it. But this is the best word that Yeon-hee can come up with at this moment, and it is also the most appropriate.

The stars in the sky shine the most, but this place makes Yeon-hee fall into it deeply, confused, empty, and don't know where the future lies.

Not thinking about revenge, she seems to see the place where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and she wants to give up the burden on her shoulders at this time and enjoy life freely like a butterfly.

She told her in her heart that she couldn't, she couldn't give up.

Mo Mingze was looking at the stars with Yanxi, talking and talking, as if the people around him had floated away, and when he looked back, the people were still there, but the empty eyes could show that this person was now missing his soul.

For a while, he was scared, very frightened, he was afraid that he would lose her like this.