She seems to have changed into a person, becoming elegant and calm, able to deal with all kinds of scenes, but there is less smile on her face.

Both the old man and Lao Yu knew that the nursery rhyme just pretended to be okay in front of them. In fact, she never put down that person in her heart.

The shares of xianmeng game company have risen all the way, and no one can shake the status of the first game company in China. Xiao Yijin and Xiao Yan have become representatives of the domestic game industry.

Xiao Yan and singer Jiang are willing to announce their relationship, but Xiao Yijin's emotional life is a mystery. He attends various activities in the market, but he has been cold and has no smile on his face.

Nursery rhyme never met Xiao Yijin again in school, but occasionally heard his classmates mention him, or saw some information about him on the news.

Time flies, and the 19th birthday of the nursery rhyme is coming.

The old man wanted to give the nursery rhyme a sensational birthday dinner, but it was rejected by the nursery rhyme. The nursery rhyme just invited some good friends to get together at home.

Since these days, everyone has changed a lot.

Jiang Ya has become a smaller and smaller woman. Under the devastation of work, Wu Jie and Xiao Jian have become some vicissitudes. Only Sun Yi is fat.

Since Du Chuan came, his eyes haven't moved away from Wu Jie, but the old man is on the side, and he still has to restrain.

Several people were eating. Xiao Jian suddenly said, "by the way, nursery rhymes, my gifts are definitely better than theirs."

"Cut, whose gift can I prepare well." Du Chuan said he didn't believe it. His gift was prepared for a long time.

Xiao Jian had put the beautifully wrapped gift box in front of the nursery rhyme, smiled and said, "come on, open it quickly and blind their eyes."

Looking at the mysterious look on Xiao Jian's face, the nursery rhyme put down his chopsticks and opened the box in front of him. He was so excited that he almost jumped up: "lying trough, Xiao Jian, where did you come from? Xianmeng is out of print, and it was signed by my male god! You know I couldn't buy it from scalpers for a long time!"

Looking at the nursery rhyme, Du Chuan was so excited that he almost jumped up and boasted. He always knew what the nursery rhyme Wanted around this whole set, but he couldn't buy it through various channels. Unexpectedly, Xiao Jian got it.

For nursery rhymes, except games and male gods, all other things have to be sidelined.

Xiao Jian looked at the nursery rhyme so happy, smiled and said, "when the official held an offline meeting in Shenzhen last time, the lucky audience drew me. At that time, none of you went. I see that the boss is asking this every day, so I reluctantly give up my love."

"Ah? I knew I'd give this to the meeting, so I went too, but thank you, Xiaojian, Grandpa. Hurry up. The rich second generation, single and beautiful people you know are good. Hurry up and arrange for us Xiaojian!" the nursery rhyme held the gift box and immediately cared about Xiaojian's life.

Du Chuan's eyes, sitting on the side, changed. He went to the meeting and didn't send a signature gift at all.

The sudden favor surprised Xiaojian: "hey hey... This, don't want this. I'd better come by myself."

Wu Jie instinctively said, "are you stupid, bitch? I can find a rich second-generation wife to fight for decades less! If I were you, I wouldn't refuse!"

As soon as the voice fell, Du Chuan came with a cool whizz: "it's not that you have to find a rich second-generation wife to fight less for decades. It's OK for a rich second-generation husband."

Nursery rhymes and others tried to hold back their laughter: "..."

The old man said solemnly, "what are you laughing at, young man? You're right."

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