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Fuxiaoning didn't know what he was doing at the moment. His most primitive instinct was to stick onto the man's body.

Fuxiaoning's whole body felt sore after making love for the night, and his mind was empty for a long time when he woke up the next day.

Who am I?

She went back to the original source of her memories. Her memories were cut off in the bushes, and later on, her seniors seemed to have saved her, but what was going on now? Why did she wake up in the arms of this man?

The game had turned out well after eating the Fuxiaoning dry last night, and now that she had woken up, she could feel that the taste was not bad.

"What did you do last night!"

"Yes, I did."

"Don't insult people's names, you are a gentle scum! Where's my senior?! "

The man wanted to tease her when he heard the first part of the sentence, but the latter part made him feel displeased.

He pinched Fuxiaoning's cheeks and said: "So what if I am? There is no senior here, there is only the benefactor who helped you."

Fuxiaoning didn't want to fight with him any longer, so he hastily put on his clothes and jumped out of the car in a sorry state. As he left, he fiercely turned around and scolded him, "Being a student in a school supported by people like you is simply too shameful!"

The game had become a place of high authority. It had always been him who taught other people a lesson, but now, he was being bombarded by such a reckless little girl. His eyes narrowed slightly as he got someone to change her information.

After graduation she faced employment because she was a music major and had made fast money at a bar for two days as a singer. She had no chance of going to a more serious entertainment company, and she didn't have the financial ability to pursue her so-called dreams.

In the face of reality, those were all unrealistic bubbles.

Because she was a good person, and her singing voice was liked, some men would tip her and even ask her to hang out with them. She never accepted it, but the boss was a decent person and wouldn't force her to do those things.

This bar had just been opened, and had some status in the North City. It wasn't that nobles would not come to buy it, but that Fuxiaoning came here to sing because he had high salary.

The owner of the bar, Chengu, did not manage the bar into a square for meat and wine, and would occasionally invite his friends over for a drink.

A few days after that incident, the Fuxiaoning was depressed for a period of time before being forced out of the shadows.

The days had to continue, they couldn't afford to lose their first life just because they lost it.

The bar was brightly lit with wine and the sound of a woman's curls lingered in the air. It was long and pure, yet it also carried a sense of contradictory gentleness. It was so captivating to listen to it that one would even think that there was sadness and helplessness within the song.

The game had turned into two days of searching for the life of the Fuxiaoning.

He had been invited by a friend to sit in a corner of the bar, and when he heard the voice he looked up at the stands and sure enough it was the little woman who had called him a scum.

The other party's clothes were a little sexy, but he kept it to himself. He would always be able to see the contradictions in Fuxiaoning's body and attract his attention.

"What are you looking at? You're so lost in thought, you're targeting my family's singer?"

Chengu smiled as he held a cup of wine.

Gaming glanced at him indifferently, "How long has she been with you?"

Not long after, she just arrived recently. She said that her family was in trouble and needed money urgently, so she couldn't go to the management company to compete with those girls with backgrounds. Seeing that it wasn't easy for her to agree, she took it seriously and didn't show her beauty for a tip.

"Lend it to me for a few days."

"…"

The Chengu wine cup was put to his lips and frozen in place. The surrounding brothers were also dumbfounded.

This great being wants to borrow a Xiaogeshou? Would people in the business world, who played this kind of game, want to touch those girls?

When the Fuxiaoning finished singing and was about to leave the stage to rest, an elderly man placed his hand on her shoulder and called out to her.

"Xiaoning, how have you been recently?"

After looking at it for a while, he didn't get up and go over.

Fuxiaoning frowned when he saw Fujiaxiong.

"Dad? Why are you here? Didn't I say to contact you by phone when you had something to do? "

Fujiaxiong made a face of embarrassment and said:

"I was afraid that even if I said it, you wouldn't be willing to help me, so I came over. Do you have any money now? Lend me some."

Fuxiaoning had already lost hope in her father. This was like a bottomless pit that made her tired.

She took out her purse, took out a few red ones and handed them over to the other party, and said:

"You came here just to ask me for some money?"

Fujiaxiong was stuttering, his gaze sweeping his surroundings, as though he was afraid of something.

Suddenly, a few of the big Han looked towards the Fuxiaoning s and surrounded them.

Sure enough.

Fuxiaoning panicked. Just as he wanted to bring this father who only knew how to stir up trouble to leave this place, he was stopped.

"Yoh, so you actually have such a beautiful daughter. Wouldn't it be fine if I just say it? With this appearance, I'll definitely be able to buy her a good price, and I'll even let her enjoy life."

Although the Fujiaxiong was terrified and useless, he had never had any intentions of attacking his daughter.

"I will return it as soon as possible. This daughter of mine must have a bad temper. Even if I bought it from your place, it would be a loss of money."

He tried to ingratiate himself with the few men from Zhangxiaolian, saying soft things. Only now did Fuxiaoning realize that this father was not completely rotten to the core.

However, those people were not weak. How could these words have the weight to persuade them to leave?

The big sized man reached out to pull Fuxiaoning, but Fujiaxiong subconsciously blocked him. Without saying a word, the big sized man raised his arm and slapped him, causing Fujiaxiong to stagger and fall to the side.

"Tell me!" How much do I owe! "I'll pay you back!"

Those few people looked at the well-built woman with evil intent in their eyes.

"There's at least a million dollars left to get rid of the house. But if you're willing to sell it, you won't be able to repay it for a few years. "

Fuxiaoning's mind was empty. Of course she could not take out such a sum of money, but at the moment, it was impossible for them to face each other head on. Just as she was thinking of what to do, a familiar figure appeared in her eyes.

Previously when they were at odds with each other, Chengu had planned to settle it personally, but after the competition, he had decided to follow them to understand the situation.

They stood in the crowd, watching the fire.

Chengu said: "Didn't you want to borrow it? If you don't appear now, you can be taken away."

"I can't take it with me." The game image was deliberately doing nothing, only observing the situation calmly, with nothing to do with his aloofly appearance, and Chengu seeing him in such a state, did not take the initiative to take care of the matter.

The Fuxiaoning was at a stalemate with the big men, they did not plan to waste any more time, and directly grabbed onto her slender wrist, some even placed their hands on her waist.

Fujiaxiong saw that her daughter was about to be taken away, so she rushed forward to pull her with all her might. However, how could he be a match for those people?

Fuxiaoning could not take it anymore. After considering her options, she still placed her hopes on that man.

The woman's pleading eyes were like that of a Meixiaozhen falling into a game of chess. He was not the type to meddle in other people's business, but for some reason, he kept bumping into her again and again, and was unable to control himself and wanted to help out.

Seeing that he was about to be dragged away, Fuxiaoning pointed at the game and opened his mouth:

"Ask that person! "He's my boyfriend. Forget about a million, even ten million is a small sum!"