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Chapter 1962 the true face of the prevailing

Chapter 1962 The true face prevails

Qiao Xiang shook her head and refused, "I won't go. I like to sleep now."

"Then are you afraid of being alone at home?"

Qiao Xiang said: "What can be done?"

Qiao Xiang was quite at ease with the public security of the imperial capital.

Shengxing said in a gentle voice: "Then you arrive at the bedroom later, lock the bedroom door and close the windows. No matter what happens, you don't go out."

Qiao Xiang felt warm when she heard Sheng Xing's earnest advice. She said shyly: "I understand, you go quickly, go early and come back soon."

Sheng Xing kissed Qiao Xiang's eyebrows and then kissed Qiao Xiang's cheek.

"Don't clean up the things on the dining table, I'll come back later to clean up myself."

Qiao Xiang responded obediently: "Okay."

When the car was popular, he started to leave, and he was familiar with it and went to a cafe in a foreign-related hotel.

“Hi~”

Shengxing greeted a blond man, and then sat on a chair.

"I've ordered your favorite Blue Mountain coffee for you."

The prevailing saying: "Thank you."

The blonde man, with an open identity, is an art collector who collects some artworks around the world.

The popular paintings were almost also purchased by this man.

“Happy wedding.”

Shengsheng's eyes sank and he said, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Your father asked me to bring you a message saying that he wanted to hug his grandson with his own hands."

The popular pupils shrank slightly, and the fist placed on the knee was also tightly pinching, as if they were about to squeeze out the things in their hands.

"I've been stared at very tightly recently, don't contact me."

Although the prevailing surveillance is now very hidden, it is clear that Ye Guojin and the others have never relaxed their vigilance for a moment.

"Pervailable, have you been immersed in the gentle country and forgotten your identity?"

Sheng Xing glanced at the blonde man with a cold look and said in a deep voice: "Where is the money painting here?"

The man handed a suitcase on wheels to Fengsheng, saying, "Here."

"goodbye."

As soon as it goes out of the cafe, it goes straight back to the villa.

In the villa, Qiao Xiang is still sitting on the sofa watching TV. Although there are few TV programs these days, she can indeed use this to pass the time when she is bored at night.

Qiao Xiang heard the roar of the car, and subconsciously looked outside the villa. Shengxing walked into the villa with a box of millions of dollars.

"Prevace, are you so fast?"

Qiao Xiang has not finished watching a series of episodes, but he is back when he is Shengxing.

Sheng Xing put his suitcase aside casually. He walked up to Qiao Xiang's side, reached out and hugged Qiao Xiang tightly in his arms.

Qiao Xiang keenly found that the prevailing mood was a little wrong, so she asked, "People, what's wrong with you? Did the other party regret it? It doesn't matter if he regrets it. We will definitely have a chance in the future..."

“No regrets.”

The moment it prevailed, it returned to normal, and took Qiao Xiang's hand and walked to the suitcase.

He opened his suitcase, and the bills he put were undone and radiated with the fragrance of money.

Qiao Xiang's eyes were straightened.

"So much money!"

It squats on the ground and touches the edge of the suitcase, something.

He picked it up casually, pretended to be nothing, put it in his pocket, and said to Qiao Xiang: "Qiao Xiang, I'll go to the bathroom."

Shengxing walked to the bathroom, took out the eavesdropping device, played with it for a while before throwing it into the toilet, and was washed away by water.
Chapter completed!
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