Rebirth of the Financial Overlord

Finally, the terrible Messiah chorus is over.

As everyone dispersed, Song Xiaodan turned around and looked at Shen Jiannan, without saying a word, but his eyes were full of surprises and excitement that could not be concealed.

She would never forget that night of heavy snowfall. That night, she summoned all her courage, let go of all dignity, and finally restored the feelings she thought could not be restored.

Although the separation is only a few months away, the unforgettable day and night clubs will make people unable to help but recall. Whenever the night is quiet, everything that goes deep into the soul will involuntarily unfold in the mind.

I want to say a lot of things, but I don’t know what to say when the words come to my lips.

Looking obsessively at the close eyes, Song Xiaodan had forgotten everything except laugh.

She is beautiful when she smiles.

Shen Jiannan couldn't help but think of that night, the first huge sum of money in his life after the lingering fragrance of that morning.

The smile on Shen Jiannan's face gradually spread.

"Are you surprised?"

Song Xiaodan didn't answer, and shook his head seriously.

But in the black and clear eyes, there are all smiles that explain everything.

Shen Jiannan was dissatisfied.

"missed me."

Song Xiaodan still didn't answer, bit his lip lightly, and shook his head again.

How can so many people answer such questions?

But then, her body betrayed her will, and she couldn't help but stretched out her arms and hugged the body that had already melted into the depths of her soul.

"How do you know I am here?"

"I don't have two flying wings with Caifeng, and my heart is clear. Just when I got off the plane, I felt you were here."

This is all nonsense.

However, Song Xiaodan believed.

I really believe it.

Because last night, she had a dream, that Shen Jiannan came back to look for her. In the dream, the two walked hand in hand along the Charles River, kissing each other under the rippling blue waves.

Involuntarily, Song Xiaodan blushed. It would be embarrassing to think about too many things in his dream.

Shen Jiannan is almost a master of psychology.

Seeing Song Xiaodan's blushing speechlessly, he immediately thought of something. The boy leaned his head down beside the soft earlobe that he wanted to be licked, and smirked in a low voice.

"Can't wait any longer."

"Bah! Who can't wait."

Already a married woman, Song Xiaodan couldn't tell what Shen Jiannan's can't wait means.

But sometimes women always like duplicity.

He was talking in his mouth, but his body was honest. Feeling the breath of Shen Jiannan's body, Song Xiaodan couldn't help but bump his head into his arms.

Nothing is more fascinating than this unconscious reaction.

Shen Jiannan's eyes are also full of tenderness.

This stupid woman is really stupid and hopeless, and she is so stupid that people cannot help but take care of her.

"Hi!"

An ignorant voice disturbed the men and women who were indulged in the joy of first sight.

It's Taboo.

With a smile on his face, as Shen Jiannan turned his head, his eyes were full of curiosity.

"Are you the lover that Song Dynasty thinks about and cares about every night? Hello. My name is Tabu, and I am a good friend of Song."

She has brown hair, her hands folded together, her complexion is pale and red, she wears bright gold necklaces and gold earrings, and her face is nothing but a nobleman.

Shen Jiannan guessed who Taboo was.

The second **** in India, the Kshatriya.

"Hello. You can call me Shen. You can also call me Qiushan."

Taboo is very witty.

It's not right. The moment she met Shen Jiannan, she instinctively felt goose bumps, like standing under the scorching sun without clothes.

Insightful eyes.

Quickly staggering his eyes, Tabu greeted Song Xiaodan.

"Song. I'm leaving now. Bye."

"Bye!"

After Taboo left, Song Xiaodan became a little dissatisfied.

"Why look at people like that."

"You are so good-looking, of course I want to see more."

"Less garlic. I mean Taboo."

"She? Just curious. Kshatriya women are nobles in India."

A look of surprise flashed in Song Xiaodan's eyes.

She also learned about Tabu’s identity and the Indian caste system after getting acquainted with Taboo.

"How did you know."

"I have seen it before."

Song Xiaodan did not ask any more questions, but instinctively grabbed Shen Jiannan's arm and swore his sovereignty and territory.

As the crowd dispersed, the two walked out of the auditorium close to each other. Shen Jiannan took off his clothes and threw them into the trash can.

"Where did you get this dress."

"My baby comes to be a goddess, how can I cooperate with you if I am not a priest."

"You can speak sweet words when you have a smooth tongue. Why didn't I find your mouth so good before."

Shen Jiannan lowered his voice to Song Xiaodan's ear.

"Don't like my glib tongue?"

"..."

Song Xiaodan's face instantly blushed.

Biting his lip, Shen Jiannan glared fiercely, her dark eyes filled with tenderness and shyness.

The seminary has a long history, and the building area is filled with densely dense towering trees and colorful leaves, which really embellish the seminary with a touch of worldliness.

Along the mottled stone pavement, the two soon walked out of the seminary.

At the entrance of the college, Song Xiaodan solicited Shen Jiannan's opinions.

"Shall we go to school to change a suit and eat out again."

"Okay."

Soon, a taxi stopped at Song Xiaodan's call.

Shen Jiannan made a silent gesture behind his hand, and the two got into the car together.

The driver is Mexican, and the taxi is not very new. The two of them had just gotten in, and the broken taxi screamed.

Five minutes later, the business school arrived.

Song Xiaodan brought Shen Jiannan into the school with a smile on his face and did not shy away from it. He pointed to the buildings of different styles in the school and introduced everything about the college to Shen Jiannan.

"Over there is where we have classes. Over there is the cafeteria, over there is our dormitory, I live on the third floor..."

Shen Jiannan's eyes were faint.

Listen quietly.

He could feel Song Xiaodan's joy.

Not far from the dormitory area, only more than 500 meters away from the school gate, the two stopped in front of a European-style five-story red and white building.

But Song Xiaodan didn't rush upstairs, and looked at the direction of the stairs with a nervous look at Shen Jiannan.

In front of the five-story dormitory building, a white man looked around with a rose in his hand.

Ken Hughes.

In the second year of graduate school, Song Xiaodan was fascinated by her delicate figure and delicate face not long after she arrived, and she has been reluctant to pursue it.

This is the information collected by Peng Er within half a month~www.readwn.com~Shen Jiannan glanced at Ken Xius downstairs in the dormitory inadvertently, pretending to find nothing.

"what happened."

"No, nothing..."

Shen Jiannan laughed and laughed.

Song Xiaodan is obviously very smart, but sometimes behaves stupidly. This kind of covert reaction is actually more likely to be misunderstood.

The two stayed near the dormitory and finally attracted Ken Hughes' attention.

Finding Song Xiaodan holding Shen Jiannan's arm, he ran over quickly holding the rose, staring at Shen Jiannan with jealous fire in his eyes.

"Xiaodan. Who is he?"