Luxury Marriage: Rich Family's Love

"Ah Ji, call the marine rescue team and find the woman!" Ice said so because she already understood.

Understand the price of love, too big.

A week later.

The prime time for the maritime search and rescue team to save people was only 72 hours, and they looked for it for a whole week, but in the face of the vast sea, the qianxia falling from here that night seemed to have really disappeared.

Night house villa, study.

I can't tell whether it's day or night. In addition to black, it's black in the room.

The man on the sofa just kept smoking. The darkness covered his face and couldn't see through all his looks and eyes. He didn't remember how long he hadn't slept. He didn't dare to close his eyes and was afraid to see her disappear again.

Heart, complete pain to soberness.

Love, what an obvious fact.

He hated why he understood so late and why he had to experience such pain before he could realize it. If he had answered her that day, wouldn't he... She might not have died?

The door was gently pushed open.

Ah Ji, who had been expressionless, came in and stood in front of him, "third brother, I can't find it!"

He always knew the answer, but this time he heard it, but it was so sharp and hurt. The smoke between his fingers burned to the end, and the hot temperature was branded on his skin, but he didn't respond at all.

"She must not be dead!"

From beginning to end, ye Shengyan kept repeating this sentence.

Aji always knew he shouldn't say more. No matter whether he knew the fact or not, he knew that this vague hope must be believed all the time. After a moment of silence, he suddenly thought of another thing, "third brother, you asked me to check the whereabouts of 300000 and confirmed that you hired a professional killer."

Night Shengyan any emotion is in the dark, hidden and true.

"So, that's what she said she wanted to give me."

Choosing to die and leave him is a heavy gift. Has she ever thought that he can't suffer like this?

"Third brother, Ji chenyao is also missing!"

“……”

As long as a century, night Shengyan stood up, walked out of the shadow and slowly stood in front of the balcony.

"She must not be dead."

Tears, drop by drop overflow the eyes

*****************************Separation line*****************************

Three years later.

London, England.

Luxurious private club, a clothing Exhibition hosted by Duke Edward is in full swing.

The exquisite crystal chandelier reflects the bright light, and the low and melodious piano plays beautiful classical music. In the hall, exquisite and beautiful British noble women, dressed in gorgeous dresses and holding male partners, walked nobly and gracefully. This is a wonderful competition. In addition to showing their eye-catching and amazing dresses, they fight for their confident beauty.

The gentlemen and men present, tasting red wine, enjoyed the scene with ease and pleasure.

Among the crowd, a blonde woman was wearing a white dress to receive the eyes from all over the world. This dress called "wing" was the work of pansy, a mysterious designer who had never publicly exposed her face. A year ago, she became famous for designing a dress for Duchess Edward. There are not many of her works, but each of them can cause a sensation.

The Chartered reporters kept pressing the camera in their hands to record the amazing of the 'wing'.