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Xin Lan had always wanted to find a business to support those poor children, so wouldn't she have a ready-made one? It wasn't like she was using it for nothing. It wasn't that she was greedy for the money, but in the end, she would owe him a favor.

Ji Junyang showed an attitude of 'let her do as he pleases'.

Qian Xun took out his cell phone and dialed Xin Lan's number. "Girl, you can calculate how much it would cost to build a new classroom for your school. Then, you can give each child a new cotton suit and warm boots.

That person exclaimed, "You made a windfall?"

Qian Xun came up with an explanation and of course, it was to hide her connection with Ji Junyang. Then, the two made up a total of one million yuan in her cheque.

To him, this was a drop in the bucket, but to the mountain region, it was not a small amount.

Then, she fearlessly put the cheque and a piece of paper with an account number on it in front of Ji Junyang, "Erm, Director Ji, since you have a lot of capable people, I'll trouble you to find someone to transfer the money. If you transfer one day earlier, the children there will be spared one day of freezing."

Ji Junyang gave a faint glance and extended his hand to receive it, "You sure know how to push your luck."

"That is also because of you, Director Ji, giving me face, right?"

"Since I've given you face, now should you give me some face, dress up, and follow me to the feast?"

"Then it's not like we should avoid it. Don't take it as a basic courtesy."

"But what if I become addicted to your indecency?" Ji Junyang had a faint smile on his face as if he was determined to watch her change his clothes.

"Rogue." Qian Xun couldn't do anything to him, so he picked up a set of clothes and quickly dashed into the bathroom and locked the door.

Outside the door, his cheerful laughter filled the room.

He liked to see her flustered appearance, so he would accidentally blush. Her appearance was handsome and captivating.

Little girl, even if you escape, I will find you no matter where you go.

Qian Xun was a bit flustered as he put on the gown. The mysterious purple color gave people an elegant and noble feeling. Her body was exquisite, and her back made out of lace was beautifully designed.

As expected, horses relied on saddles, while people relied on clothes. The woman in the mirror seemed to have been reborn.

Qian Xun simply tied up his hair.

However, just as he was done, Ji Junyang's face appeared in the mirror from behind his neck. Like a ghost, he reached out to release her hair plate, "Naturally, wearing it would look better."

"How did you get in?"

"In this world, there is one thing called a key."

"You're really all-pervasive." Upon realizing that he had no way to explain the situation to this person, he walked out of the bathroom and picked a pair of identical shoes to change into.

As for him, he chose a necklace for her to wear. "Did anyone ever tell you that you were very beautiful?"

Ambiguous breathing against her ear.

With a palm strike from Thousand Meddling Hands, the claw split apart, and a crisp sound rang out. Her palm had a clear, horizontal line that the old man said was called a sitting palm, and it hurt a lot when you hit it.

Ji Junyang discovered that this woman was a bit barbaric. Even though she had thick hands, the back of her hands still reddened and faintly hurt.

"I thought you would be a gentle woman."

"Director Ji, I forgot to tell you. People who aren't familiar with me find me to be more gentle, and friends who are more familiar with me find me to be optimistic. Only my best friend knows that I'm actually a madman. If a madman was forced into a corner, he would bite. If Director Ji does not behave himself now, I'm sorry, but I can only resign. "

Sooner or later, you'll have to leave, won't you? Qian Xun felt a sense of sadness, as well as an indescribable melancholy.

"But I've already planned to transfer you to the Ji clan. I'll only bury your talent forever." Ji Junyang didn't get angry. He only looked at her quietly and threw her a bomb.

Qian Xun blurted out, "I won't go with you to River City."

She objected so quickly, as if it were one of her forbidden areas, that he thought, "Reason?"

"Because …" Five years ago, his fiancée had told him: Don't let me see you by Jun Yang's side. Such a vicious threat, yet she was unwilling to resist at such a young age. Yet, it ended in her father's car accident and his swift departure from the country.

Xiao Yannan said that Jun Yang's car accident was not an accident. She already knew about this. Ji Junyang vaguely mentioned a few words. Since he wasn't willing to say too much, she didn't want to ask in detail.

Xiao Yannan had also said that those who harmed him would know that he was still alive and would not let him off easily. Only the Xiao family would be his protection and only the Xiao family would be able to help him, and she, Wen Qianlou, would not only be unable to help him but would also become his burden.

Such a straightforward and profound persuasion made Qian Xun feel that if she continued to persevere like this, she would be the one who didn't know how to be tactful.

What else could she have done then? Her mother almost collapsed, she had to go back to take care of him. On the other hand, he, Ji Junyang, couldn't wait to leave the country, so even if she insisted on waiting, it would still lose all meaning.

Ji Junyang saw that she wanted to say something, but hesitated and asked, "Why?"

"Because I hate having a boss who's addicted to harassment. Under the name of promotion, he let me into a wolf's den."

"You can be my woman, and I'll give you the Golden Nest and the Silver Nest. I can fulfill all of your demands, wealth, status, freedom, and all of my resources. However, you cannot betray me and leave me." He still used the calmness and calmness that was unique to him, as if he controlled everything, to slowly probe.

What tempting conditions. Qian Xun didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. When did he become like this? Or did she never understand him?

"Director Ji, don't forget, you are someone who has a fiancee. I'm not interested in being your lover. You have the capital to make women fall in love with you, but my mother has told me since I was a child that the nest of gold and silver is never as good as my own. "A girl hiding in the Golden House has never had a good ending. I don't want to die a horrible death."

Her answer didn't surprise him much. If she was too easily seduced by matter, that would be too much of a disgrace to his eyes.

He was even glad that she had refused. At the very least, he would be able to comfort himself that the woman in his eyes was not that shallow of a woman.

Humans were really contradictory. They couldn't bear to think about it too carefully.

If he were to ponder deeper and reveal it, he was actually afraid of facing Wen QianXun who was not the person he was looking for.

After so many years of searching, no news of him or any trace of him, he had even wondered if the girl who had been chattering in his ears really existed or was just a distorted memory after his car accident.

Just when he was at a loss, she appeared like a ray of light, slicing through layers of mist before his eyes.

Ji Junyang remained silent for a while, then lightly said, "It doesn't matter. I won't force you. You can think about it again. I will wait for you to change your mind anytime."

He spoke with complete sincerity, causing Qian Xun to be speechless. He shook his head and smirked, "Director Ji, the joke ends here. Should we go to the banquet?"

She didn't care what kind of people they were, what kind of banquet they held, what kind of people would attend. It was nothing more than political merchants using a certain name to achieve their goal of tacit understanding of each other. However, she didn't expect to meet Ivy here.

The banquet hall was brightly lit, and the music was soft. Only after entering did one realize that it was an engagement ceremony for the son of the host.

Ji Junyang didn't have any intention of introducing her to others, so she was happy and quiet. He only needed to obediently hold his arm, maintain a proper smile, and act as a qualified foil to meet and congratulate the host.

This must be his current circle. Everyone who saw him had a bit of respect in their eyes, and their eyes also flickered with an ambiguous luster. Occasionally, there would be a busybody who would casually ask him, "Who is this?"

Thousand Creations would always answer before him, "He's just an assistant."

Ji Junyang slightly knitted his brows at the gesture of wanting to cut off their relationship and pretended that she didn't see his face.

Five years had passed, and he still looked the same as when she first met him. Even though he intentionally kept a low profile, it was still hard to resist the crowd's attention.

Time was indeed an invisible Pig Slaughtering Knife.

"Are you tired?" In this rare gap, Ji Junyang seemed to be considerate as he asked.

"Not bad." Qian Xun replied indifferently.

"Take a rest first. I still need to meet some old friends."

"Alright." In his eyes, it was faster than a rabbit's running speed.

Was it really that hard for her to accompany him? Ji Junyang unhappily replied.

Qian Xun put down the wine cup in his hand and pushed open the door to the balcony. She stood beside a clump of green plants, her hands resting carelessly on the railing, one leg slightly bent, toes touching the ground, rocking slightly. High heels wear long, heel pain, but here winter, very comfortable.

A hand quietly covered her eyes, and a strange voice sounded in her ear. "Guess who I am?"

How could Qian Xun have guessed who it was? In this strange city, she didn't know anyone else, nor did she know anyone close enough to play guessing games with her. So she tried saying, "I'm sorry, but did you recognize the wrong person?"

The person behind her suppressed her laughter, "Even if I'm mistaken, I wouldn't be mistaken. You're Miss Wen Qianlou, you're from Luo City, you have a daughter called An An, and your best friend is Hai Yu. She works in Hengdu."

He understood her quite a bit, but who could it be? Ji Junyang shouldn't have heard his words earlier, but judging from the voice alone, she couldn't recall anything.

"Who is it? If you're a friend, then don't joke. I'm not an immortal, so I can't guess." She simply gave in.

"I'll give you three chances."

"Even if you gave me thirty chances, I still wouldn't be able to guess."