Without sincere dedication and unable to give your lover the greatest sense of security and trust, how can your lover leave his heart for safekeeping? He never feels that love is forced. What he longs for is for the other person to open up to him willingly.
World, say the last sentence: Lingyin, you are my best choice in this life, I am willing to follow you and create our home together!
Yes, that’s what it says!
His ultimate goal!
Before that, any efforts and struggles are necessary!
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"Is this all the information on Yuan Huoshan?" Gu Shaocheng was lying on a wicker chair in the courtyard, crossing his arms, sunbathing, holding a cup of tea beside him, took a sip, stretched out a finger, and flipped through the information on his lap.
He only wore a thin shirt, and the cool breeze penetrated his body. He knelt slightly and listened lazily to his subordinates' feedback.
Leng Tong stood quietly behind him, "Yes, sir."
"Yuan Huoshan was born in an opium grower in Jinshanjiao. Later he moved to Yunnan, China. Under the guise of the rubber business, he was actually engaged in drug trafficking. He was the only one in Myanmar and Yunnan. Twenty-three years ago, after being arrested,
He was shot dead on the spot during a large-scale police raid."
"As for his family, the investigation information shows that he had a wife and a daughter. His wife was injured during childbirth and died of illness less than a year after the child was born. The whereabouts of his daughter are unknown during the police encirclement and suppression operation."
"Is this a photo of Yuan Huoshan's daughter?" Gu Shaocheng flipped through two pages and found a photo. The photo showed a boy and a girl. The background was a garden-like courtyard. The little boy and the little girl looked very happy.
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Gu Shaocheng picked up the photo and looked at the girl on it, "Who is the boy in the photo?"
Leng Tong didn't pay attention. He stepped forward and glanced at her face, unable to answer.
Gu Shaocheng gave him a cold look.
Leng Tong held his breath and lowered his head. He did not do his work carefully and could not type out the sir's question. This will not be forgiven.
"Go check this boy's background." Gu Shaocheng was slightly angry and closed the document: "Let someone combine the two children in this photo to see what their appearance would look like when they were twenty-six or seventeen years old.
How about it? Send the combined photos to my phone in the afternoon."
"yes!"
Gu Shaocheng waved his hand: "Do things seriously."
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The high-profile silver-white Spyker parked at the gate of Gu's house.
The bright and charming man got out of the car with a charming smile.
Huahua pushed open the door and walked to the desk excitedly. She supported the tabletop with both hands, leaned her upper body forward slightly, and raised the corners of her mouth in a seductive arc.
The two men in front of him were focused on playing Go without even looking at him.
Huahua, who was ignored by others, was unwilling to be a little transparent. She stood aside and pointed out something that seemed to understand: "Oh, second brother, you are absolutely right to play this move here; big brother, here, here."
Gu Shaocheng and Bai Qingqing said in unison: "Let's play for a while! I'll make trouble and beat you up!"
"Good intentions are misunderstood!" Huahua snorted, turned and ran to Gu Shaocheng's special seat, leaned back carelessly, and looked at the table: "Butler, serve tea, no, serve coffee, hurry up!"
Gu Shaocheng glanced at him lightly: "Why are you free to come here today? Have you not had a lot of fun these days?"
"Lingyin won't accompany me today, I'm bored." Huahua lay there lazily, and a photo was slowly being transmitted from the fax machine on the table.