"Huh...... I can't shake the economic strength of the Nangong family, it's easier for me to want them to die! You heard me clearly, now

My requirements have changed, Nangong Jing must compensate me for ten times the loss, and I want to invest 0 to become the largest shareholder of Huaguo Precious Metals Exchange......"

After she finished sneering, she hung up the phone, Qin Li's pupils were bigger than copper bells, this and this...... How is this possible? Listen to the hang-up sound of "doodoo ......" on the phone.

She stroked her forehead with a headache, and from her cold tone, she could hear that she was serious, and there was no half-joking.

If it can't be negotiated, she will really do it, I don't know why? She felt that there seemed to be some sadness in her voice just now.

Qin Li took out the note she wrote down in fear and nervousness, and after taking the photo, she swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear and nervousness, and pressed "send" with trembling hands.

Holding her phone and looking at the gray sky, her heart was nervous as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

After Jiang Heng received the MMS, Jun frowned, "Nangong Jing, snowscape" What does this mean? "Nangong Jing, Snow Scene".

It must have something to do with Nangong Jing, so he walked out of his study, turned upstairs and knocked on Nangong Jing's door, he had just finished taking a shower, wearing a bathrobe, and wiping his hair with a towel.

"Come in!" Jiang Heng walked in and handed over the mobile phone with both hands, his deep gaze swept over a trace of doubt, and said respectfully: "Young Master, this is sent by Jian Junxi's assistant, I don't understand what it means?" ”

Nangong Jing threw the towel in his hand onto the chair on the side, took the phone and looked at it, his pupils suddenly contracted, and the whole person was stunned.

snowscape, this is the first word he taught her, because this word is a combination of their names, and the handwriting of "Nangong Jing" is delicate with stubbornness, and resolute with arrogance.

When he asked her to write his name, he also commented that her handwriting was very similar to a man's handwriting, which ...... It's her handwriting, she's still alive

This thought made him ecstatic, and with trepidation, he called back the number that sent the message......

"295,296,297,298,299......" Just as Qin Li was counting....... she was about to despair, her mobile phone rang, her pupils widened, and she wanted to scream with joy.

A heart jumped up and down in his chest, as if it was about to pop out of his throat, and after taking several deep breaths, he patted his chest before sliding the answer button.

"Where is she?" Nangong Jing's excited voice sounded on the phone, making Qin Li look stunned, and then, as if she had thought of something, a reassuring smile rose on the corner of her lips.

"What about me? Originally, I came to tell you the news of her, but as a result, you released the pigeons without saying a word, and our young master was angry and asked me to go back to Kyoto, and I was not allowed to say another half a word! ”

Qin Li's tone was a little angry, mainly wanting to try how much Yang Feixue had in his heart.

Nangong Jing turned his head and glared at Jiang Heng angrily, his sharp gaze was like a scalpel, as if he was about to cut off his flesh piece by piece, which made him shudder.

gasped, immediately lowered his head and explained, "Uh...... The other day, you said that if someone from theirs took the initiative to find you, ignore it...... And it's also the ...... that you suddenly said you want to go back to the island."

Nangong Jing was cold, withdrew his cold gaze, turned his head to look out the window, his eyes narrowed slightly, and asked coldly, "What does he mean?" ”

(End of chapter)