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Chapter 127 Wounds(2/2)

The lobby manager sneered and said, "Pretending, you're still pretending, do you think so?"

After saying that, the lobby manager left directly.

Qin Wanqiu and Qin Wanqiu looked puzzled and looked through Su Luo's pockets without asking too much.

But Han Yue turned over and over, his expression froze, his face full of disbelief, and his body couldn't stop shaking.

She suddenly understood why the lobby manager's attitude was so bad!

"Yueyue, what did you see? Give it to me quickly!" Qin Wanqiu noticed Han Yue's strange behavior and asked quickly.

But Han Yue was hesitant. She didn't know whether to tell Qin Wanqiu about this matter.

However, before she could make a decision, Qin Wanqiu snatched the list from her hand.

Blood bill!

For a moment, Qin Wanqiu felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and she was stunned.

Especially when she saw that the times for these blood sales orders could be connected without a day's gap, she was completely crushed.

It turned out that Su Luo said that he was in a hurry that day, not because he was reluctant to give money, but because he really had no money.

The meal they had was all money Su Luo got from selling his blood.

"Wanqiu, didn't you say before that Su Luo still had a card with 300 million in it? Why did he go back to sell blood?" Han Yue asked in confusion.

Qin Wanqiu wiped her tears and choked up: "He left that card at Dongyang Law Firm and asked it to be handed over to me!"

"He has no money, not at all. What we eat is his blood money, which is his living expenses when he is going to find accommodation and find a job!"

"I actually forced him to spend money, and I thought he was stingy and stingy, which ruined my parents' face. I'm simply not a human being!"

Qin Wanqiu said and couldn't help but slap herself.

She was wondering if Su Luo, who had spent all her money on her, had no place to live or even a full meal in the past three days.

For a time, emotions of regret, self-blame, chagrin, and sadness flooded into Qin Wanqiu's heart.

She was extremely sad.

I even felt that I had no face to face Su Luo and was no longer qualified to live in this world.

"Su Luo, I'm sorry!" Qin Wanqiu knelt on the ground, crying like a fool.

"Wanqiu, don't be like this, this is all my fault!"

"If I hadn't insisted on singing, you wouldn't have fallen out with Su Luo. It's all my fault. I'm not a human being!" Han Yue also blamed herself.

Although he kept reminding himself that Su Luo was the husband of his best friend.

But at this time, she still couldn't help but be fascinated by Su Luo.

What kind of person is this?

On the occasion of parting, he left all his assets of more than 3 billion to others, and even used the money earned from selling blood to treat guests to dinner.

Although I was complained and criticized by others, I never explained, I just silently licked my wounds.

Han Yue felt that the shadow in her heart was becoming more and more perfect.

"Wanqiu, cheer up first. Su Luo's phone is here. We might be able to find him with this!"

"We go and apologize to him, he will definitely forgive you!"

As Han Yue spoke, she turned on her cell phone and started calling everyone inside one by one to inquire about Su Luo's whereabouts. It took an hour, but there was no result.

Finally, after Han Yue's tireless search.

She found a train ticket on the ticket purchasing software on Su Luo's mobile phone.

Jiangcheng to Haiyun City.

Eleven thirty minutes!

It's still half an hour from now, so it should be in time!

Chengbei High-speed Railway Station.

Ten past eleven.

There are still twenty minutes until the high-speed train departs.

Su Luo wore a black windbreaker and stood at the door of the hall, looking at the passers-by with an expressionless face, feeling a little bit of reluctance for Jiangcheng in his heart.

He was thinking, after he left, would the Qin family still bully Qin Wanqiu?

Su Luo smiled bitterly.

Qin Wanqiu hated herself so much.

What's the use of thinking about this?
Chapter completed!
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