Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

Chapter 576: Xiao Bao: Fake Son

   Chapter 576 Little Treasure: Fake Son

  Wan Rou drove to the coffee shop mentioned in the email. In a small compartment, a middle-aged man sat.

  "Who are you anyway?" Wan Rou's voice was a little trembling after she hadn't seen anything in the world.

"Those who want to make money," the middle-aged man smiled with a trembling face, "We know that you are now living in the house of the old man of the Jun family. There is an old saying that you can get a month by the water. Miss Wan understands me. Mean?"

   "You continue talking," Wan Rouqiang calmly listened to the man continuing.

   "We can help you sit as Mrs. Jun," the middle-aged man said shortly.

  "How can I help?" Wan Rou's heart beat quickly.

"You don't have to worry about it. After the matter is done, we will want one billion. You must have seen how much Jun Shiling's assets are. The real situation will only be more and not less." The middle-aged man said, "You Steady profit without loss."

  "Do I need to do anything?"

   "The first step, of course, is to eliminate the lady of Jun Shiling," the man smiled, looking gloomy.

   "Destroyed?" Wan Rou was startled by the cruelty that appeared in the man's eyes.

  She thought about taking away Jun Shiling, but she never thought about harming others,

  The man seemed to see her hesitation, "You can think about it. If this happens, you will have hundreds of years of splendor and wealth."

   "I, you let me think about it," Wan Rou bit her lower lip tightly.

  For a while, the numbers on the email and the unparalleled Jun Shiling made her sanity completely lost.

   Wanrou trembling voice, "need me"

  Before he finished speaking, the phone rang, which shocked Wan Rou, who was already panicked.

Wan Rou answered the phone, "Hey, Aunt Li."

   "Hey, Xiaorou, I heard that you have a college entrance exam for God, when will you go back to town? The money your grandfather left for you is still separated by me,"

  "What's the money?" Wan Rou was a little confused.

"Your grandpa left you 30,000 yuan for tuition. Your grandpa saved some money for someone to keep the factory at night. Are you staying at school? He was afraid that you were worried and he didn't say it. If you don’t, you have to go now. University, the money should be returned to you."

   Aunt Li said for a long time, but Wan Rou had no voice. Aunt Li called out several times.

Wan Rou choked back, "Thank you Aunt Li, I'll be back in two days."

  "Miss Wan, you see this is the action plan." The middle-aged man handed a document to Wan Rou.

Wan Rou stood up and walked out of the cafe with red eyes.

  Old man Wan went to the battlefield in his early years, and suffered a lot of typhoid leg disease.

  Wan Rou found that Grandpa Wan’s legs were swollen every time she went home from the stay. She thought it was Grandpa who had a cold sleep at night.

  Unexpectedly, it was Grandpa who carried her to guard the factory.

  At this moment, the words and deeds that Elder Wan had taught her since she was young, seemed to whizz out from a hidden corner,

  Under Grandpa’s behavior, she suddenly faced her own ugliness and despicability.

  Standing in the sun, Wan Rou's tears fell straight,

  Eighteen years ago, Mr. Wan picked her back from the street and gave her the first life.

  Eighteen years later, even though Elder Wan had passed away, he gave her a new life again,

  In the manor, after hearing the news from Lin Jing, Jun Shiling was silent for a moment before returning to Lin Jing.

   "Let her move out of the compound and pay her the pension from the state to Mr. Wan in five years."

   "Good young master."

  Jun Shiling hung up the phone and walked to Xia Wanyuan who was painting not far away.

   "Baby, is it you?" Jun Shiling hugged Xia Manyuan from behind,

  He didn’t have such patience. The plan he told Lin Jing at the time was not like this.

  What's more, the old man Wan was poor all his life, and the money from his part-time work was used to pay Wan Rou for his tuition and living expenses. What kind of residual savings came from.

  Xia Wanyuan turned around, "I just pushed it,"

  The right to choose is still in Wanrou himself,

   "And, in the final analysis, it was Elder Wan who gave her a hand."

  Looking at Xia Wanyuan’s indifferent look, Jun Shiling felt an unspeakable feeling.

   "Baby," Jun Shiling put his forehead on Xia Wanyuan's forehead,

   "What's wrong?" Xia Wanyuan put down the pen in his hand, fearing that the ink might get on Jun Shiling.

   "Why are you so good," Jun Shiling seemed to let out a sigh from the bottom of his heart.

  She has the toughest edge, but also the softest kindness,

   "I'm not as good as you said," Xia Wanyuan hugged Jun Shiling back, "I'm not a god, I can help them when I have the most energy,"

   "What about when there is no more energy?"

   "When there is no spare energy, loving you is enough."

  Jun Shiling's lips curled up, and the words that followed were drowned between the overflowing lips and teeth.

  At this time, playing Ultraman’s Little Treasure upstairs: I may be a fake son.

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  (End of this chapter)

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