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954. Side Story: Mystery 3

"Asshole! You dare to quibble and bully me, don't you understand? You're not allowed to use it anyway!" She yelled in anger.

"Well, okay." Not only was Mo Liancheng not angry, but a warm smile spread out from the corner of his mouth. It was clear that she was worried about him, because using the secret technique required his own essence and blood.

Duan Luo looked on, slightly surprised. After listening to the conversation between the two, he vaguely understood something. He quietly went out from the side, called the servants, and gave some instructions. After a while, in Qutan

Er and Mo Liancheng were in the temporary bedroom where a servant respectfully brought a bowl of ginseng soup for Mo Liancheng to drink while he was resting.

Mo Liancheng looked at it, smiled lightly, and drank it without saying anything.

This soup has no effect on him.

But these were Duan Lao's wishes, so he accepted them calmly.

The next day, I woke up.

Mo Liancheng found that the sun outside was very strong, and Qu Tan'er was sitting on a chair, browsing the news, etc. When he saw him waking up, he raised his eyes slightly, "Are you awake? How do you feel?" It seems that the treatment yesterday was still right.

His figure has some influence.

"Very good. What time is it?" He smiled faintly.

"Three forty-six in the afternoon." I slept for more than ten hours.

"It's so late... It's rare to have a good sleep." He was in a good mood and smiled strangely. As expected, he heard -

Grinding her teeth in hatred, a certain woman stared at him, wanting to get angry!

How dare he say this? He hurt his body just for 100 million?!

Is he short of money? I really don’t know what he wants to do.

After the meal, the sun set a little to the west.

The two of them asked for directions.

Before leaving the Duan family, Mo Liancheng told Duan Lao that his grandfather could live for at least three more years if there were no accidents. As for the money, he would wait a year and transfer it to his bank account if there were no accidents.

The friendship price is 100 million.

He really needs this money...

As for what Mo Liancheng wants to do with the money, no one knows.

The two of them didn't take a car, they walked.

There are mountains separated from here, and on the other side of the mountains are rows of luxurious villas and clubs. The meeting was there at eight o'clock. Duan Lao originally wanted to take the two of them there, but Mo Liancheng refused.

Since he had some time, Mo Liancheng wanted to take Qu Tan'er directly through the mountain.

Of course, there is also a small purpose, to go to the top of the mountain to watch the sunset.

With the ability of two people, they quickly reached the top of the mountain.

Mo Liancheng took her and sat down on a big tree, looking at the sky to the west. The sky was full of red clouds, and the soft sunshine was particularly beautiful. The earth was coated with a layer of golden color, which made people feel peaceful.

"Tan'er, the biggest advantage of being here is that you don't have to worry about living your life."

"Yeah." She also thought.

"It's just..." He said this, with a flash of confusion in his eyes.

Qu Tan'er gently leaned on his chest, "Do you miss your friends over there? And our Xiao Yu'er."

"..." Mo Liancheng said nothing, taking it as acquiescence.

The two of them looked down the mountain and saw a stretch of luxurious buildings.

Below, there are a few scattered figures, looking particularly deserted.

Of course, it cannot be said that these high-end villas are all empty.

Nothing is empty, everything has an owner.
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