Chapter 50
Mr. Jiang patted his heart, and he just barely spat out a mouthful of old blood. According to the little girl's money, even if she has a few mines at home, it's not enough for her to splurge.

Looking at Grandpa's expression, it seemed that he couldn't accept it. Jiang Luoluo smiled and said cautiously: "Grandpa, no matter how expensive three hundred million yuan is, it can't be worth our bright future. From now on, if you draw, I will grind it for you next to you." Your little maid, aren't you alright?"

"My little girl has grown up, and grandpa is very pleased." Mr. Jiang lovingly rubbed her head.

In the past, there was nothing in her heart except Feng Chiyao.

She didn't stick to herself before, but now she does.

She used to be clingy to Feng Chiyao, but now she is not.

The child went to the misty forest, and was taught by the master carefully, and became very sensible.

Speaking of which, apart from the shortcoming of wanting to abduct her as a wife, the old man praised him very much for everything else.

This girl is also true, a Sanzang ring, she didn't bother to ask her family, she just took it.

"Grandpa, my skirt is dirty, do you want to go back to your room and change it?"

"Go!" Mr. Jiang didn't think much about it.

Jiang Luoluo walked out of the banquet hall alone. Under the night, the Jiang family's old house was low-key and luxurious. There were romantic rose thorns around the snow-white fence. She used to like to run in to pick flowers, and her fingers were often pricked. She was bloody and bloody, but for her beloved boy, she felt that everything was worth it, but when she was holding a rose and waiting for him to appear, he came in and out with the school girl in pairs, ignoring her like air up.

Right now, the roses are blooming alluringly, Jiang Luoluo couldn't help but pick one off, put it on the tip of her nose, and gently closed her eyes, looking very enjoying it.

Star pupils opened, her little face seemed to be stained with frost, the rose in her hand was torn into pieces by her, and she threw it into the flowers without mercy.

Bypassing the flowers, not far away is the water lily pond.

Hearing that he likes it, she ran to the capital garden of country S and dug a few secretly. Water lily is the national flower of country S, and no one can desecrate it, so she, a shameless flower picker, naturally became the police chase. The object, thankfully she was smart enough to hide in the sewer, otherwise, she would have died on the streets of country S long ago.

Stupid or not?For a scumbag, Jiang Luoluo had the urge to bite herself to death. She picked up a small stone from the ground, aimed at a lotus and threw it out. Unfortunately, she beheaded the water lily.

She picked up another pebble, and this time, she chopped off two pebbles.

There was a fox smile on her delicate little face, she was like a child who had tasted the sweetness, and she was out of control.

There weren't many water lilies in the pond, and there were only seven or eight good-looking ones, and she didn't plan to keep the last one.

The little stone was thrown out with her full expectation, but she didn't expect that the little stone was blown away by another little stone.

The surface of the water is like a mirror, reflecting him.

He was wearing a well-tailored suit, which set off his slender figure like bamboo from top to bottom, with black eyebrows, night-like eyes, a delicate and picturesque face that cannot be copied, and a gentle and jade-like temperament. obsession.

It's been a lifetime since he stood beside her.

She stood there, forgetting to turn around.

I will always remember the moment when he put his arm around Ye Feiyan's shoulder and cut off her finger cruelly.

"It drives well, did it offend you?" His voice was so indifferent, with a bit of blame.

(End of this chapter)

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