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Chapter 23

Liu Jiaming was not so hungry later. Compared to that, he preferred to chat with Xiaoya, and sometimes he took Xiaoya out for shopping, having a meal, watching a movie, etc. Xiaoya held hands with him so naturally. The two of them walked around some famous places in Suzhou like the Humble Administrator's Garden, the Lion Forest, etc. Liu Jiaming felt that this girl who was over 20 years younger than him had an indescribable temperament, not arrogant or impatient, and peaceful.

Wen Jingjing, but she was extremely firm in her heart. The girl he had kept before, sometimes she would pounce on her. Her husband screamed in a short while, and she would say how much she loved him, but she would ignore him when she didn't like her, so she couldn't even chop her face in. She had to work hard to coax her for a long time before she finished it. After several times, Liu Jiaming felt unhappy and thought that I was still illegal to spend money to support you. Could it be that he had raised an ancestor?

Xiaoya is completely different. She took it over and said thank you lightly. It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t buy it. She originally had a lot of clothes, enough to wear it for several years. She always had a smile on her face and never lost her temper. No matter what Liu Jiaming asked, even if she was in a mood until midnight, she woke her up and wanted to do it with her, she obediently took off her clothes and cooperated with Liu Jiaming.

It seems that this is a girl who is too obedient to behave, but she will also make Liu Jiaming feel nervous. Take that matter for example. As long as Liu Jiaming thinks that her body is convenient, she will always obey. However, Liu Jiaming found that she never took the initiative to ask for things. If Liu Jiaming didn't mention it, she would sleep by herself. Walking on the road, Liu Jiaming held her hand and hugged her waist, she did not refuse, but she never took the initiative to take the initiative to take the initiative to take the initiative to be intimate with him.

Xiaoya never said she loved Liu Jiaming, and she didn't even say she liked her, let alone called her husband, but just called him Jiaming.

Liu Jiaming once couldn't help but ask Xiaoya: What do you think I'm treating you?

Xiaoya said: It’s very good!

Liu Jiaming said: Then we have been together for so long, do you love me?

Xiaoya smiled and shook her head.

Liu Jiaming was unwilling to give up and asked you that you don’t feel anything about me?

Xiaoya said: You can be my father.

Liu Jiaming felt a little cold and said: Then what is this?

Xiaoya is happy: Isn’t this business? You said!

Another time, Liu Jiaming asked: Will you always be with me like this?

Xiaoya said: No.

Liu Jiaming asked: When are you planning to leave?

Xiaoya said: I don’t know.

Liu Jiaming said: What if I want to marry you?

Xiaoya said: Then I will leave tomorrow.

Liu Jiaming had completely stopped the food. Xiaoya's faint and extremely determined attitude made him wonder if this little girl was only 17 years old. It was too deep. He felt that he couldn't figure out the little girl at all. He didn't know what she was thinking. Later, he thought, why bother with so much, I'm drunk now, anyway, wasn't she just a lady?

In fact, Xiaoya is not deep at all. She just doesn't love Liu Jiaming, and she can't even like her. This period of time is a business for her. She devotes her youth and honor, not only to get material returns, but also to win valuable time for studying. This ambition is something that Liu Jiaming cannot understand, so he feels that Xiaoya is so deep.

In August 1997, Xiaoya read the newspaper and said that the admission work of major universities had begun. She went to the telephone business hall and re-opened that number. She had to wait for an important call. She firmly believed that she would definitely wait for this call.

This number has been suspended for a year. In the first few months, those guests who had Xiaoya's phone number missed Xiaoya's almost perfect body and called this number a lot. However, after a few months, the number was always turned off. Those men had to find other ways to vent their feelings. No one would be persistent in waiting for a lady for a year, and gradually no one would call this number again.

So after Xiaoya re-activated this number, there was no movement in the first few days, and it was not until August 17 that she received the first call.

Lao Zhu called her and asked her to withdraw the money.

Xiaoya didn't understand what was going on for a moment. Lao Zhu said that Pan Lina gave her 50,000 yuan in advance for drug rehabilitation.

Xiaoya didn't expect that Sister Na actually paid her back the money. She was surprised and happy and asked quickly: Is Sister Na doing well now?

Lao Zhu sighed: It has been three months since people left, but I can't find you at that time. If she hadn't repeatedly told you before leaving, I wouldn't have been lazy to find you. There is no way, the dead are the most important thing, and I dare not refuse to obey! This phone number is really hard to call. I dialed it once a week, and it has been more than a dozen times, so it was considered to be connected.

Xiaoya stood there blankly, unable to say a word.

The next day she asked Liu Jiaming if she could accompany her back to Tianbao Hotel, and Liu Jiaming said there was no problem.

Xiaoya walked into Tianbao Hotel, and the store had not changed much. Some waiters even recognized her and greeted her. She went to the first floor to take a look. The bottom was completely reborn. More than 30 private rooms were in smoky and smoky without a trace, divided into four venues, equipment, aerobics, yoga, and two houses. The two people inside used rackets to beat a black rubber ball on the wall, sweating profusely. Xiaoya had never seen it before and felt very curious.

Haven't seen it before? This is called squash. I just started it. There are not many hotels in Pudong that have this venue, and they are all five-star!

Xiaoya turned around and saw Lao Zhu's fat face standing behind her with a smile.

Lao Zhu took Xiaoya back to his office, took out a passbook from the drawer, and handed it to her.

Xiaoya hesitated and didn't know whether to take it. Lao Zhu said: Take it, this is your sister Na's heart, the password is 6 0!

Xiaoya had no choice but to take it and asked: How did Sister Na die?

Lao Zhu said: After Pan Lina came out of the drug rehabilitation center, she came to him, meaning she wanted to continue working in her old business. The venue was not open anymore. She asked if she could introduce some places that made a lot of money. Lao Zhu knew some of her colleagues and introduced her to a store in Xujiahui. It seemed that she was doing well in the first few months. Sometimes she would call Lao Zhu and excitedly showed off that a customer was very generous last night and gave him three thousand at once. Gradually, the phone number was less. Lao Zhu just thought she was busy and didn't care.

Xiaoya asked anxiously: What happened later?

Lao Zhu's face became gloomy: Later, she got stuck in that thing again.

No one could figure out why she relapsed. At the end of April 1997, there was no news about Pan Lina for half a year. Lao Zhu suddenly received a call from Pan Lina, asking Lao Zhu to go to Xujiahui to find her. Lao Zhu said that this person was very busy. If you have any trouble, just say, I want me to run so far to find you. Are you sick?

Pan Lina said weakly on the phone: Boss, I want to see you for the last time.

When Lao Zhu was panicked, he looked at the address given by Pan Lina and entered the house. He found that it was a dilapidated old house. Pan Lina once again became the half-human and looked even weaker. It was almost May Day and the room was a little hot. She was wearing a short-sleeved pajama. Her arm was shocking.

Pan Lina said: Boss, I'm sorry, please come so far away to see me. The house is too broken, don't mind, it turns out that the place I live is much better than here, haha, isn't this money lately?

Old Zhu raised his face and said: Lina, why are you starting to touch this again? Are you worthy of Xiaoya?

Pan Lina didn't speak, but something was flashing in her eyes.

Lao Zhu said again: What's wrong with you? Didn't you quit at that time?

Pan Lina smiled bitterly: Boss, don’t you know this kind of thing? If you really want to get involved, how can you quit?

Lao Zhu said: Yes, I see that all the flesh and blood money you earned has been thrown into it again?

Pan Lina turned around and took out a passbook from the small drawer beside the bed, threw it to Lao Zhu, and curled her lips: In addition to the 50,000 yuan left for Xiaoya, my pocket is really cleaner than my face.
Chapter completed!
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