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After staring for a long time, the sweat on Nan Dusk's face gradually disappeared, and then, the man slowly opened his eyes.

Min Zhuanger swiped him 100 million yuan and established the Jun Xiaoyan Foundation to donate to anti-drug charity.

Hehehe...... It was really unexpected.

But for him, it was a heavy slap in the face, and it was hot in the face.

No, his money from Nan Dusk, 100 million, must not be donated to any cause related to Jun Xiaoyan.

Nan Duxiao looked ahead, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Min Zhuang'er's number.

"Where are you?" Very heavy questioning.

"Something?" The girl's voice on the other end was cold and clear, but it was a little suppressed.

"What did you do? Who allows you to donate in my name? Nan Dusk gritted his teeth and said, "I don't need you to make a name for me!" ”

It is his shame to talk about Jun Xiaoyan.

There was silence on the other end.

Then the crisp female voice spoke, "I'm in the Junxiaoyan Martyrs Cemetery, in front of the mausoleum, and if you want to interview me, come over." After that, hang up the phone.

Nan Duxiao tugged at his tie, thought for a moment, and immediately drove to the Far East National Cemetery Martyrs' Cemetery.

The sound and shadow of goose yellow, in the gloom of winter, seemed full of vitality, reminding him of the spring flowers in early spring, and the scene of a large number of mountain flowers.

Nan Dusk strode away with long legs and rushed to the top of the martyr's cemetery.

Min Zhuang'er knew that it was Nan Dusk who came, so he didn't look back, but raised his head and looked up at Jun Xiaoyan's white marble sculpture.

Nan Dusk followed the girl's starry gaze and looked at the heroic sculpture of Jun Xiaoyan erected above his head and forming a pressure on him.

Especially to see the shocking carving on the pedestal - the greatest anti-drug hero of the Far East.

A fit of anger burned his chest.

Nan Duxiao pointed to the statue of Jun Xiaoyan, looked at Min Zhuang'er, and asked angrily.

"Why? Zhuang'er, why spend the money on the foundation named after him? Twilight snarled angrily at the girl, "You can squander my money and buy luxury mansions, but you can't!" And in my name. ”

Nan Duxiao covered his chest, took a step back, and his handsome face was shrouded in a fierce color, and pointed to the heroic sculpture of Jun Xiaoyan standing still above.

"In my name, raise donations for this person, you know Zhuang'er! My Nan Dusk Owl's money, everything I Nan Du Xiao, can't have anything to do with this person! ”

Min Zhuang'er finally stopped looking up at Jun Xiaoyan's sculpture, and looked at the man in front of her with starry eyes.

"The card was given to me by you, as the money I sold my body last night, I can spend it as I want, and you have no right to interfere."

The girl in front of her was arrogant, rewriting Nan Duxiao's impression of her, even if it was a little white flower, Min Zhuang'er was also the kind of little white flower that could withstand the wind and snow.

Sell your body for money........

Hearing this, Nan Dusk's heart hurt a little.

She thinks like this about his relationship with her - he doesn't want her to fall in love with him, but when she defines the relationship between herself and her business, Nan Dusk feels inexplicably painful.

"I just want to use the money I got the first time and use it with some meaning." The girl smiled and stood straight in front of him, her little fists clenched.

"Only in this way is it most meaningful, for a just cause." The sonorous voice echoed in the martyrs' cemetery.

Nan Duxiao stared at her, her arrogance was impressing him, if he put Jun Xiaoyan aside, he would approve of her approach.