The 99th Divorce

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"Okay!" Luo Zhan is not polite at all, and has been used to eating and drinking in recent years.

Just after dinner, Luo Zhan took the initiative.

Li Jinnan already bought a house by himself two years ago and moved out.

But today I returned to the old house and brought back some materials for Su Qianci to deal with.

After Su Qianci took a shower and blown his head, he looked at them in the room holding these materials.

However, looking at it, Su Qianci's heart became even more frustrated.

The touch on her chest was lingering, but she was bullied like that, but she didn't even see the gangster's face!

Bastard ... mad!

"what!"

Su Qianci lost his pen in an instant of anger, and seemed to hold his breath in his body, so angry that he became furious.

Seeing it, simply turning on the computer, Su Qianci drummed his cheeks and logged in to his social account.

As soon as he landed, a gray-white head pulsated and kept blinking.

Open, it's L.

[L]: The bid of the ancient capital, Mingjun County, at 7pm the day after tomorrow, the Royal Hotel will be awarded

A simple sentence explains the purpose of time and place.

Su Qianci looked at those words and opened the history chat record.

[L]: East suburb of Cannes, good potential, can be entered

[L]: Cooler weather, pay attention to your body

[L]: GC is in a difficult situation, but it has a solid foundation and can be acquired

[L]: Flu is rampant, look after children

[L]: Fangcun Tongling bidding, at 3:00 pm on the 17th, Xilingfang, must win

...

For more than three years, this L will give her news.

But the number is very small, almost every one will be separated by at least one month.

It's either a blessing or a commercial guidance and guidance.

At first, Su Qianci didn't feel much about this L, but after a long time, she even became reliant on this stranger she had never met.

For so long, Su Qianci has rarely responded.

Occasionally when he is in a good mood, he may reply with an expression: [smile]

But apart from these brief words, very few words are written.

Su Qianci's eyes narrowed and his fingers jumped on the keyboard:

[Qian Qian Su Ci]: Thank you, Mr. L

There was no response there.

Su Qianci looked at it for a while, and typed a string of words again:

[Qian Qiansu Ci]: Will you go the day after tomorrow?

Su Qianci's lip corner ticked, knowing that he would not reply, why ask?

But just as she was about to withdraw, a message popped up:

[L]: No

Su Qianci unexpectedly felt a little surprised, looking at those two words, as expected.

Unexpectedly, a message popped up:

[L]: Want to see me?

[Qian Qian Su Ci]: Think!

[L]: When returning home

Su Qianci froze for a moment and asked: Are you not in China?

God, can you know so much about Cannes without being in China?

impossible?

However, L has not replied.

Su Qianci looked at the chat box and frowned slightly.

Really? fake?

If it is true, then he is too great.

But if it was fake, what did he lie to her?

What purpose?

Su Qianci thought for a moment and opened the chat box of Luo Zhan with the mouse.

[Qian Qiansu Ci]: Are you there?

[Z]: in

[Qian Qian Su Ci]: Help me track an IP

[Z]: Hair

Su Qianci sent L’ s account number, Luo Zhan quickly responded: San Francisco, USA

[Qian Qiansu Ci]: Where was it before then?

[Z]: How long ago?

[Qian Qian Su Ci]: Three or four years ago

[Z]: [Picture]

Luo Zhan cut a picture directly.