There is no recommendation vote, I feel uncomfortable!
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Going to school is a big deal and cannot be taken lightly. Everything else is easy to say, at least which class you are in, who is the class teacher, who you have a good relationship with and who you have a bad relationship with at school, you have to know this, right? This is the easiest place to reveal flaws.
, but what to do?
Hong Dali was anxious, but after all, time waited for no one, so he had to follow the driver home first.
Before going out, Hong Dali didn't forget to arrange for Ling Xiaoyi: "From now on, you can stay here and contact me directly if you need anything. Well, leave your mobile phone number and I will call you when you get back. From now on, this is
You are the one directly responsible."
Seeing that Hong Dali was not going to take her away, Ling Xiaoyi was somewhat disappointed. After all, the place where the Hong family lived was a legendary castle-like building in the mountains. Even if you couldn't live in it, it was still good to just take a look.
Thinking of this, Ling Xiaoyi decisively pretended to be pitiful: "Young Master, yes, can you ask me to accompany you back first? I'm a little scared to live here by myself. Well, even if I come back by myself at night."
Is this girl planning to recommend herself to the pillow mat? Hong Dali took a closer look at Ling Xiaoyi. Although she was not as good as Tang Muxin, she was still a beauty. If she was well trained and trained, she would probably become a queen-type figure in the future.
, then just take them back together. Hong Dali asked the driver: "Um, are all the cars I want here?"
The driver respectfully replied: "Go back to me, young master, we are already here and the car is parked outside the door."
"Then let's go!" Hong Dali walked out in a swaggering manner, humming as he walked: "Hells, open the way ahead, what are you waiting for! Hurry up, let's go home!"
"Yes!" The three male gangsters opened the way aggressively, relying on their own bodies to forcibly break a way out of the crowd. They really looked quite majestic.
Nine scoundrels, plus Hong Dali, Tang Muxin and the driver, a group of twelve people walked out of the gate of Youlaixiang Nightclub. At this time, three brand new black cars were already parked at the door. The signs on the fronts of these three cars were
There was a glittering angel pattern on the front of the car, and there was also a praying angel with wings on its back. Hong Dali heard the three losers exclaim: "Oh my god, it turned out to be a praying angel! A praying angel! Such a car.
The price of the car must be at least one million!"
Praying Angel? The starting price is one million? Is that probably about the same level as a Rolls-Royce on earth?
Not bad, not bad. Only a car like this can take advantage of my status as a super spendthrift. How boring would it be if it were an ordinary car?
Hong Dali expressed that he was very satisfied and laughed loudly: "You losers, what are you waiting for? Get in the car and set off, open the road ahead!"
Three black praying angels took the lead, and Hong Dali's stretch limousine followed behind. The scene was high-end and upscale, low-key luxury and connotation, which attracted countless passers-by's attention. Many people who knew how Hong Dali got these losers beat their chests and stamped their feet.
I wish I could return to my mother's womb and be born again before I could be reconciled.
Overnight, the legend about Hong Dali's nine bad guys spread all over the streets. Everyone knew that the super prodigal son of the Hong family, Hong Dali, had randomly collected a few bad guys. These bad guys usually prayed.
Angel, wearing the most expensive Maloney fashions, looks arrogant wherever he goes, that's how awesome he is!
Everyone says that to be able to be Hong Dali’s bitch, you have to have been blessed for eight lifetimes, and the ancestral graves are smoking. You are not born with a bitch’s bones. If you want to be the bitch of Master Dali, you are not qualified.
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Of course, Hong Dali didn't care at all about these rumors.
Now he is looking at the prodigal value displayed on the system with a smile on his face——
The current amount of money spent by the host: 327,845 yuan. Should it be converted into attribute values?
Is there any need to ask? Hong Dali replied directly without thinking: "Exchange them all and add them to the health index." In an instant, Hong Dali felt warm all over again, and his physical condition was a little better again, which was refreshing.
Just one word!
Now that the health index has reached 45 points, it is no longer as if a gust of wind can knock Hong Dali off his feet like before. It is finally a little normal, which is really a good thing worth celebrating.
The car drove forward and soon reached the gate of her Hongwu Villa. Tang Muxin, who was sitting next to her, sniffed and asked quietly: "Dali, do you want me to sleep at your house at night?"
"Then you still need to ask?" Hong Dali asked strangely: "You are my fiancée now. It is normal for you to sleep at my house. We have to go to school together tomorrow. Isn't that just right?"
"Sleeping at your house? We have to go to school together tomorrow?!" Tang Muxin screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "In that case, how can I have the face to face my classmates? Then I might as well just die.
!" Sleeping in Hong Dali, the prodigal's house? And going to school together? How will she be a good person in the future? Going to the prodigal's house with him today is already something she will regret for the rest of her life. If she doesn't stay home at night again, she will have nightmares for the rest of her life.
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"It's not a big deal. Look how excited you are." Hong Dali curled his lips. What he was actually thinking about now was how to get out of Tang Muxin's mouth which class he was in. After thinking about it for a moment, Hong Dali remembered meeting her.
For such a long time, she never seemed to say that the two of them were in the same class. In other words, the relationship between the two now is probably that they are in the same school but in different classes. Thinking of this, Hong Dali had an idea in his mind and pointed at Tang Muxin
Hehe smiled and said: "By the way, Xinxin, you see we have such a relationship, why don't I go to your class? Or you come to our class, how about that?"
"Go to hell, I won't go to your class!" Tang Muxin was obviously shocked and decisively refused: "Your class is known as the death class, but I still want to study hard and get into a better university in the future.
, do you think everyone has the same goal of losing money as your only goal in life?!"
"If you don't turn it, don't turn it. Why are you so excited?" Hong Dali said with some disdain, but he was happy in his heart: "Death class? Hehe, it will be easy if you have this clue. Well, find a loser to go first tomorrow.
Ask the school which class the death class is, and it will be done in minutes, hahahaha!"
After achieving his goal, Hong Dali naturally stopped embarrassing Tang Muxin: "Well, if you really don't want to live in my house, there's nothing you can do. It's not my style to force people. In this way, when you get to my house, you first say hello to my parents.
Then I’ll ask a loser to take you back, that’ll be alright, right?”
