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Flower City.

From the beginning of the battle, Wang Yue stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, looking at the scenery outside the window.

The battle was a complete victory, Wang Yue was still like this, not sad or happy, calm and indifferent.

"Oh God, what have I done, that I have invested all my savings, not my wife's savings, and that would have made her happy and scream in such a surprise, and that feeling of victory was wonderful."

"Dear Wang, you are even more amazing than Murong, and it is my honor to work for you."

The people in the room expressed their joy and excitement in their hearts.

"Wang, you are a genius among geniuses."

The blonde Natasha walked up to Wang Yue with two long straight legs, looking very excited.

The decision she thought might leave her with nothing would bring her unimaginable rewards.

With Natasha's ability, she doesn't care much about money, she wants to make money, it's too easy, but she enjoys the feeling of winning.

"Beautiful Miss Natasha, you should invite me to dinner, right?" Wang Yue said with a smile.

"Absolutely, it's my pleasure." Natasha said as a matter of course.

"Hehe, just kidding, don't take it seriously."

Judging from Wang Yue's jokes, which rarely joke with women, Wang Yue is obviously in a good mood.

The success of the battle not only made Wang Yue earn a lot of money, but also successfully shocked the people of the Jiang family and Jian Zhongfeng.

From now on, the people of the Jiang family and Jian Zhongfeng would not rashly attack Wang Yue without absolute certainty.

It takes a long time to prepare.

Therefore, Wang Yue can deal with the question mark wholeheartedly.

This is the purpose of Wang Yue's battle.

"Wang, I didn't question the meaning of your decision, but I don't understand, why did you return half of the harvest to Jane's Enterprise?" Natasha asked curiously, blinking.

If he doesn't pay it back, Wang Yue will immediately win the bet contract for Ah Li.

But Wang Yue didn't want this kind of victory.

Although he commanded this battle, Murong poured out his affection for this group.

The funds used at the beginning of the campaign were all Murong love.

Without Murong Love's funds, if there was no Murong Love's working group, Wang Yue would not have won this battle.

Wang Yue didn't want to use this way of relying on the strength of others to win the bet contract for Ah Li, he wanted to rely entirely on his own strength to win the bet contract for Ah Li.

This is one of the reasons.

The second reason is that Jian Zhongfeng is Ali's father after all, and Wang Yue doesn't want to get too stiff with him.

Whether or not it will be effective, at least he expressed his intention to go to war.

In order to protect yourself, you have to do it as a last resort.

"Wang, is Murong your girlfriend, if not, no matter what, I will be your girlfriend, marry an outstanding Chinese person like you, I believe that I will be very proud and happy, I believe more and more that Huaxia is a place full of magic."

The open-minded nature of Westerners made the white Miffel speak this confession generously.

"Miss Miffel, even if you forget that you are married, you shouldn't forget that you already have a baby baby with you and your husband in your belly, right?" Wang Yue smiled bitterly.

"Oh, bad luck, how can I get married, this makes me miss the good king, if I don't get married, I will definitely marry you and give you a smart baby." Miffel said regretfully.

"Even if you don't get married, you can give birth to a baby for Wang." Natasha tasted it with a wicked smile on her bright red lips.

"Oh, that makes sense." Miffel agreed.

"God, what have I done wrong, hateful Natasha, dear madam, you have ignored my existence, oh, my heart aches."

"Haha."

Laughter fluttered.

…

The boss rewards the employees, at least treat the employees to a big meal.

Wang Yue, who is the temporary boss, is also the boss, but he doesn't, it's not that he is stingy, it's just that this group is one of the secret weapons, which can reduce exposure and minimize exposure.

The night, like a pitch-black canvas, shrouds the sky.

The stars are dotted and emit light, making the black canvas of the sky immediately beautiful.

Taking advantage of the quiet night, Wang Yue was making the final adjustments.

Tomorrow is the time for him to battle the question mark.

"What are you thinking, King?"

Natasha walked up to Wang Yue, who was leaning on the balcony railing to watch the night view, and handed Wang Yue a glass of red wine.

"I'm wondering what it will be like when people die."

Tomorrow's battle is definitely not just a battle through the line of fire, full of unknown dangers.

"I think it must be bad, at least, I don't like to die, even afraid, I don't want to leave this colorful world, I want to see with my own eyes, what will become of this world in the future, but unfortunately, no one can escape the law of death, and they will all die in the end, as if they have never been in this world, and after thousands of years, no one will remember." Natasha said sadly.

"Think about it, it's really scary, as you said, as if, I've never been to this world, life is short for decades, but death is eternal, and the specific feeling, I think it should be similar to the moment you fall asleep, because no one knows when you fall asleep."

The unknown of tomorrow makes Wang Yue's topic inseparable from the word death.

"King, it seems that you are going to do something that could lead to death." Natasha stared at Wang Yue.

"Pretty much." Wang Yue smiled faintly.

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Bless me with your God, even though I don't believe in God, it may be a bit disrespectful to say that, hehe."

Wang Yue looked up, the beautiful starry sky in his eyes, but what Wang Yue saw was pitch black.

Suddenly, I felt a softness on my face.

When I looked down, I found red lips from Natasha.

"Lucky kiss." Natasha laughed.

"Thank you." Wang Yue gentleman replied and said.

"How about dancing in such a beautiful moonlight?" Natasha invited, full of Westerners' love of romance in her bones.

It's better to do something else to distract yourself than to keep yourself on edge.

Wang Yue stretched out his hand to Natasha: "Beautiful Miss, can I ask you to dance?" ”

Natasha put her hand in Wang Yue's hand: "Sir, this is my honor." ”

Holding hands, Wang Yue wrapped his arm around Natasha Liu's waist.

Western women do not have willow waists like Eastern women, and the feeling of hugging the waist is naturally different.

Speaking of which, this is the first time Wang Yue has danced with a foreign woman.

Wang Yue's arm was around Natasha's waist, and Natasha's hand was on Wang Yue's shoulder.

Under the moonlight, they danced gently.

Without hugging Natasha's waist, Natasha's waist shook, and Wang Yue's hand that was gently placed on her waist slid down until it was stopped by an obstacle......

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay, let's continue."

Keep dancing.

For Natasha, dancing with a magical Chinese like Wang Yue is a particularly romantic thing.

For Wang Yue, this dance is like a waltz before death.