Dark husband, come to the bowl

"Daddy --" Qian Manman didn't know what to say, and finally digested: "how much money do you owe?"

Qian Jinlu hesitated and held out five fingers.

"50 million?"

Qian Jinlu shook his head.

"500 million?"

Qian Jinlu nodded.

Qian Manman is stunned. What's 500 million? She has about 100 million plus that villa on hand. Qian Jinlu's company has started to lose money now. At this time, 500 million is undoubtedly astronomical!

"Daddy, are you crazy?" Qian Manman roared.

"I'm sorry..." Qian Jinlu rubbed his hair painfully. If he didn't feel that he had been lucky all the time and wanted to fight, he would not be cheated into Macao casinos. Unexpectedly, the more he lost, the more unconvinced he became.

"And how did you come back?" Qian Manman scratched his hair crazily. It all happened and he couldn't help it.

"I sneaked back. People in Macao must be looking for me, so we can't stay here any longer."

"Where are we going?"

"Go back to the town where we used to live, and I'll find someone to do something about it."

"All right." Qian Manman didn't know what to say. It was too sudden.

After driving all the way, Qian Manman thought of asking for help from Taojie, but he was stopped by Qian Jinlu. He didn't want to make trouble for Taojie. Those people would definitely track Taojie.

Although Taojie is rich, she has invested in Taoyuan, and she can't get four or five hundred million at a time.

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In a box of a high-end restaurant in the United States.

Nangong Junyu, dressed in a decent and handsome black dress, has a quiet meal.

Opposite him sat a very beautiful and noble woman. She was no one else. She was a very favorite princess of a certain country in the newspaper. Her beautiful golden eyes looked at the man opposite from time to time: "Jos, are you not happy with your date with me?"

It took Nangong a long time to react. He raised his head and said to the princess with a smile, "how can that happen?"

"But you don't have the slightest enthusiasm."

"No, you think too much." Nangong Junyu was a little impatient. He really didn't want to come to the appointment. On the one hand, he was not interested in the princess. On the other hand, he was forced.

"Well, I hope I think too much, Jos. I want to see a movie later." The princess looked forward to it.