Queen Supreme: Return of the Agent

This room belonged to Li Yanxiang, so we must be able to find out the reason why Li Yanxiang committed suicide by cutting his wrists before his death, and who the culprit was.

Opening the drawer, I desperately searched for the book of memories that did not belong to me, and saw a thick photo album. On the photo album were Li Yanxiang and her mother Ling Yuhuan. Ling Yuhuan hugged each other tightly. Li Yanxiang, and Li Yanxiang has a bitter face.

Even in single photos, Li Yanxiang never had a real smile on her face, she always seemed to have a bitter face, as if she was born unable to smile.

She searched desperately, but couldn't find any evidence about why she committed suicide before she was alive. She didn't have a diary, and she didn't write any last words. Li Yanxiang was really a strange guy when she was alive. Could it be that she never thought about her mother when she committed suicide? ?

Li Yanxiang sighed helplessly, she was really hard to understand, but she saw a silver bracelet at the bottom of the drawer.

"It's so precious, it's being pressed at the bottom of the drawer? Could it be that this bracelet was given by a heartless person?" Li Yanxiang held the silver bracelet in her hand, secretly speculating.

If you want to find clues about the cheating person, but only find this, then start from this.

Li Yanxiang walked out holding the bracelet, and saw her mother Ling Yuhuan anxiously calling on the phone.

"Didn't you say you liked that pot of Xifu crabapple last time? Then come and get it when you have time. I'm willing to sell it to you at a low price."

"Low price, how low is that? If it's not so low, I wouldn't buy it." The person on the other side of the phone spoke softly, obviously trying to add insult to injury.

"Everything is at your price, as long as you are willing to buy it." The tone was clearly soliciting. Xifu Begonias were carefully cultivated by Ling Yuhuan, and she spent a lot of effort. She is a flower lover and regards these flowers as the Like her own child, if she didn't need money urgently, she wouldn't make such a bad move.

After hanging up the phone, she quickly dialed another profiteer who made a fortune by reselling famous flowers.

"Mr. Li, last time you said you liked the peony named Drunken Royal Concubine, now I decided to sell it to you."

"I suddenly don't want it now. If you are willing to sell it to me at half the price, maybe I will consider it." As expected, profiteers are all the same, and they will never let go of the opportunity.

This is really the grandson who begs for help, and the uncle who is begged.

From a long distance, Li Yanxiang looked at the reluctance in Ling Yuhuan's eyes, and secretly swore in her heart: "I must collect 100 million as soon as possible, and I can't let my mother sell her most beloved flowers."

The plan to find a heartless person can only be put on hold for the time being, the most important thing now is to collect 100 million!

There are many ways to make money. Li Yanxiang believes that it will not be difficult to earn 100 million with the skills she once possessed as an agent.

Do it, do it, Li Yanxiang first went back to the room, stuffed her clothes into the quilt, pretended that she was sleeping under the quilt, and then quickly ran to the yard when Ling Yuhuan was not paying attention , in order to prevent being discovered, she just jumped lightly, then turned over from the wall and landed firmly.

Li Yanxiang glanced back, seeing that she hadn't been noticed, she secretly rejoiced in her heart, although this body was too loli, fortunately she wasn't a big fat person, otherwise, she was really worried that she couldn't do whatever she wanted, so she could do whatever she wanted.

Continue to walk forward, thinking about how to earn the 100 million in my heart.

Subtle footsteps could be heard beside her ears. As a former secret agent, she was naturally as careful as dust, and the footsteps could not escape her ears at all.

Her footsteps slowed down slightly, it was obvious that someone was following her, and she was being followed.