The boy had never seen so much money. He shook his head and waved his hands quickly and said, "No, no, no, I don't want it. You have already helped me a lot!"
Ling Momo didn't say anything else, and stuffed the money into the boy's hand. The wind blew and her hat was lifted. Ling Momo quickly raised her hand to press it, but the boy still saw her face.
The boy's expression suddenly stiffened, he opened his mouth, and almost blurted out the words "Ling Momo". Then he saw the girl make a silencing gesture towards him, and then he saw the girl gently put on her own
Hat, turned around and left quietly.
The boy watched Ling Momo go far away, then lowered his head and looked at the thick stack of money in his hand.
In fact, he really needs this money and has never dreamed of getting such a sum of money, but now he doesn't feel happy at all.
No wonder that woman sang "Forgive" so beautifully. It turned out that she was the original singer, Ling Momo.
The most notorious celebrity in the current entertainment industry scandals.
Everyone said she was mean, she was incompetent, she was dirty...
He had always felt that the woman's scandal had nothing to do with him, but now, he felt sad and distressed for her, because, in just one afternoon, he knew that she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
The boy waited until he could no longer see Ling Momo, then he sighed heavily, then bent down and began to pack his things.
He had just finished tidying up, and before he even raised his head, he saw a pair of leather shoes in front of him. They were so polished black that they looked like handmade high-end shoes of extraordinary value, and his face could be reflected on them.
The boy looked up along the pair of shoes, and then he saw the most stunning face he had ever seen in the world.
Even though he was a man, he couldn't help but look at Weiwei, who was distracted. After a long time, he stumbled and asked: "Is something the matter?"
"Telephone." The man spoke, his voice unusually cold, like the white snow on the high mountains that has not melted for thousands of years, clean and lonely: "Yours."
The boy felt that this scene was particularly weird. An attractive man asked for his phone number. Unknown to him, he thought he had a special hobby. He couldn't help but let out a "fuck" in his heart. He raised his head again and met the man's eyes.
Together, his eyes were particularly meaningful, causing the boy to blurt out his phone number involuntarily.
The man didn't hold his cell phone to record it, but just nodded aloofly, glanced at him arrogantly, and said, "I have no idea about you." Then he turned and left.
The man's leaving posture was so graceful, his steps were leisurely and unhurried, and his whole body revealed that indescribable nobility. The young boy looked at his back and stood stunned for a long time. He was thinking, how could he
So awesome? He knows what he was thinking in his heart just now? And this man is really weird. Why do you want him to call you?
The boy thought for a long time, but could not think of a reason. Finally, he carried his guitar and left along the road in the depth of winter.
The alluring man who followed him in the opposite direction opened his Bugatti Veyron, got in, took out his cell phone, and dialed a number: "Ah Sheng, help me check all the information about the owner of this phone number."
