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China. Leng's House.

"Miss, the master asked you to go there." A middle-aged woman wearing a skirt similar to a cheongsam said with a professional smile.

In front of the computer, a girl with long ink hair was sitting, moving her mouse, not knowing what she was doing. A response was indifferent to the sound of the keyboard typing. The girl's figure seemed to be very ethereal.

The girl came to the door of a room with a strong classical atmosphere, pushed open the door, walked in, with a faint smile on her face, as if she was indifferent to the world.

"Grandpa." It was the lonely voice again, but there was disdain and ridicule hidden inside. However, the old man sitting on the luxury and leaning on him obviously did not hear it.

"Mo Hen, you go to New York and I arranged for you a blind date from a young master from a famous foreign family. If you marry their family, our Leng family's career will be improved, so you must get the young master's favor.

, understand?" The old man's face was very calm, but the greed in his eyes exposed his thoughts and nature.

"Yes, grandpa." The girl, known as "Mohen", had a calm face, and a faint smile was still hanging on her lips. There was no slight sensation in her ink-colored pupils.

Yes, because I had thought of it for a long time, I had long thought of it. She had to marry her family for the benefit of her family, because her so-called "family" ambition is so huge. Let's not talk about this old fox for now, that

The person she called her father is Leng Junchen. Every day when she comes back, she looks disgusted with her and is picky about everything about her; and the so-called mother, Leng (Su) Yarou, is Leng (Su) Yarou, every day

She just beat her up.

She is used to it.

Sometimes, getting used to it is really a terrible thing.

Memories end.


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