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Chapter 234 : Undercurrent Rising 14

Yi Shuihan had no choice but to take out another handkerchief, put a seal on the handkerchief for each seal, then put the seals in their original positions and put the handkerchief away. These seals were very useful and could be used to impersonate Qianjia's letters and contracts.

class.

"Shuihan, look." Qiannuo shouted. After finishing speaking, he felt a little strange. It seemed that he had never called Yi Shuihan like this.

"Wow, it turns out that the person who has something to do with the prince, that is, the head of the Qian family will help Ling Aoran. Now there is something good to watch." Yi Shuihan looked expectant. Ling Aoran had the help of the Qian family, and Ling Xiaoran had to accept it.

Hum, you poisoned her, now is a good time to take revenge.

"Then again, why does the Qianjia Patriarch look younger than his brothers?" She only met the Qianjia Patriarch once, but she was very impressed. He had eyes like poisonous snakes and was so young that he didn't look like a sixty-year-old.

Many years old.

"I don't know, Qian Jiuqu was like this more than ten years ago, and it has never changed." When he said this, a trace of hatred flashed in Qian Nuo's eyes.[

"His name is Qian Jiuqu? It's quite interesting."

After the two of them finished reading, they put it back in its original place and flipped through other things. After about an hour, they exited the secret room along the way and left Qianjia Mansion silently.

On the dome of Yueshang Tower, two men in black each had a bottle of wine and were about to drink together.

Qiannuo's black clothes seemed to blend into the night. His black clothes and black hair were flamboyant, and his straight back was as cold and arrogant as ever, inviolable. He seemed to be used to standing alone on the dome of Yueshang Tower like this.

, like a sculpture, watching the changes of stars and moon in the night sky, whether it is cloudy or sunny, round or missing.

Yi Shuihan took off the black cloth that covered his face, and tied his long hair into a high ponytail. The night wind raised his black clothes and ink-colored hair.

The young man in the night has washed away all his glory, and his heroic appearance is astonishing in the world of mortals. He combines such extreme colors as gorgeous and cold, charming and lonely, but there is no abruptness at all. It seems like it should be like this.

Qiannuo was slightly in a trance. Such colors made people unable to take their eyes away. He had never been greedy for beautiful things. Those nihilistic things could not create the slightest ripple in his heart. But at this moment, he wanted to hold on to something, but he didn't know what it was.

What, and I am afraid that what I hold in my hand is just a cloud of nothingness, which will eventually dissipate.

"Xiao Nuo, cheers." Yi Shuihan sat down, raised the wine bottle and said to Qian Nuo.

"Cheers." Qiannuo also raised the wine bottle. He once thought that no matter in the past or in the future, he would always be the only one standing on the dome of Yueshang Tower.

The night wind blew through, pushing aside the dark clouds in the sky, revealing the full moon, illuminating the dark night sky.

Standing on the high dome, you can have a panoramic view of the houses in Ningcheng, which are lined up in rows. Perhaps because of the dark night, the houses extend into the dark distance with no end in sight, as if they are connected to the horizon.

Yi Shuihan couldn't help but feel that there is no night in W City in the 21st century. Colorful neon lights fill every corner of W City. It seems that it is not the stars and moon in the sky that illuminate W City, but the lights in W City that illuminate the sky.

illuminate.

"This is a good place to drink and watch the night view." Yi Shuihan breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiannuo's eyes lit up and he said, "I can lend you a drink here at any time to watch the night view."

"Do you also provide fine wine?" Yi Shuihan raised the wine bottle and poured it into her mouth. Unfortunately, the wine bottle was empty. She was depressed. She seldom drank alcohol after coming here.


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