"Who is she?" Sang Yexuan moved his gaze back, finally to Lin Wannian.
The woman noticed him, a light flashed across her eyes, not caring about her messy appearance at the moment, and said with a curled lip: "Hello, my name is Yun Huarong, you can also call me Gu Qianmei."
She deliberately emphasized the last three words. When Sang Yexuan heard this, there was no emotion in her eyes, and she just stared at the young man in front of her.
"He is Sang Yexuan." Lin Wannian walked up, put his arm around Sang Yexuan's neck, and left a message to Lin Qiqi: "Qiqi, you entertain them."
"Okay." Lin Qiqi responded.
Sang Yexuan was hugged by Lin Wannian into the house and went upstairs.
The boy next to Gu Qianmei then walked in and asked, "Did that person lose his memory?"
"I lost my memory."
Gu Qianmei was taking a shower, wearing a white bathrobe, with her wet long hair draped over her back. She walked casually to the sofa and sat down.
At this time, Lin Wannian had already comforted Sang Yexuan. He went downstairs and saw that Gu Qianmei was fine. He walked to the refrigerator, took out red wine and disposable cups, and walked into the living room.
"What is your mission this time?"
It is normal to meet taskers in the copy plane, but I didn’t expect that the person I met this time was someone I know, which is very subtle.
Lin Wannian knew what Yun Huarong looked like before and knew that it was Gu Qianmei who had come. The beautiful face he had met before emerged in his original memory, but when he looked at the unfamiliar face now, he felt inexplicably out of place.
Gu Qianmei took the cup he handed over and took a sip of the red wine. The spicy and sweet taste touched her tongue. She swallowed it and glanced at the handsome young man next to her with a sidelong smile: "Revenge the Yun family and make the male protagonist lose his reputation."
055, who was holding a bag of potato chips, couldn't help but shudder: "The male protagonists in this world don't like to kill."
"Oh." Gu Qianmei replied languidly, and then asked Lin Wannian: "What about you?"
Lin leaned back on the sofa in his later years and said: "Start a company and marry a beautiful, rich woman."
Gu Qianmei was amused when she heard this: "Beauty, rich and beautiful? That person just now, you still want to marry a beauty, rich and beautiful?"
The sound from downstairs came up.
Sang Yexuan opened the door, stood there, and listened to their conversation silently. Especially when he heard the last sentence, he clenched his fists, his eyes darkened, he pursed his lips, and turned back to his room.
Lin Wannian shrugged: "His family is rich and his skin is fair, isn't this Baifumei?"
"oh."
Seeing her staring at him intently, Lin Wannian reached out to touch his face and asked, "Is there something on my face?"
Gu Qianmei looked away: "No, it's just that you and Sang Yexuan's faces are the same as last time. Come to think of it, his last name was Sang before, right?"
"Um."
Lin Qiqi said: "My host and Mr. Sang are a little special."
special?
Gu Qianmei looked at Lin Wannian again: "We have a good relationship, can you help me with the backstage?"
Lin Wannian: "...Let's not talk about you first, I also want to go backstage."
Lin Qiqi was ashamed: "It's not like they are special and have nothing to do with the main system."
Ling Wuwu couldn't bear to look at it: "Host, I didn't expect you to be such a host."
Lin Late changed the subject: "Our tasks are similar, what are your subsequent plans?"
Gu Qianmei tore off her broken nail polish and said slowly, "First, get rid of the person behind the original owner. Since he wants the original owner to be a prostitute, then I will let him be a duck."
"The person behind the lesson for Yun Huarong is Shen Chenli. He is the son of the governor of Jiangzhou Province and he has a background." Ling Wuwu said.
Gu Qianmei crossed her arms across her chest: "Tsk, I'm the only one who doesn't want to solve the problem. There's no one I can't kill."
As she spoke, she glanced at Lin Wannian who was standing beside her: "Don't you think so?"
Lin Wannian looked down at the floor and said, "You are you, I am me, I have to bide my time." He then looked up and said, "As long as I am not involved, you can kill me however you want."
"Tsk. You're trying to get a bargain." Gu Qianmei stood up and stretched, her hair falling down. She turned her head and glanced at Lin Wannian: "It's a pleasure to work with you."
She walked back into the room.
As the door of the room was closed, Lin Qiqi moved her butt closer to Ling Wuwu: "What plans does your host have?"
"I'm not a worm in her stomach, so I don't know." Ling Wuwu took a bite of potato chips: "But according to the previous way, I think it will be solved by violence or beauty. Where is your host?"
Lin Qiqi: "My host is setting up a new company. In a few years, it will be able to quickly occupy the Internet logistics system of Jiangzhou Province and even the whole country."
"My host has good computer skills, how about letting her join in and give it a try?"
Ling Wuwu and Lin Qiqi looked at Lin Wannian who was about to have a drink.
Lin Wannian put down the cup: "I can do anything."
Putting the unfinished red wine on the cabinet, Lin Wannian opened the lower cabinet. Cold air rushed out and the ice-blue ball rubbed his calves. He squatted down and rubbed them.
"Gugu~"
After playing with the Xuanbing Beast for a while, his hands became cold, and then he went upstairs.
Ling Wuwu looked at the ice-blue ball playing with Mao Liu with a complicated expression: "077, your host has so many pets."
When Lin Wannian walked into the room, the light was on, but Sang Yexuan was lying on the bed and had fallen asleep.
He rubbed his slightly dizzy temple, walked to the other bed, took off his shoes, lifted half of the quilt, covered himself with it, closed his eyes and fell asleep immediately.
He hadn't slept for long when a dark shadow covered him.
Lin Late opened half of his eyelids: "What's the matter?"
Sang Yexuan hugged the young man's waist, domineeringly breathing in the faint scent of alcohol on him, pursed her lips, and said sullenly: "No."
"Oh." Lin Wannian closed his eyes again.
Sang Yexuan stared at the person beside the bed, raised his hand to touch the face, but before he could touch it, he quickly retracted his hand and lay quietly on the side, resting his head on his elbow, looking at the sleeping person sideways.
No matter what Lin Wannian thinks, he will not let Lin Wannian abandon him, he will have a backup plan.
There was a gloom in Sang Yexuan's eyes, and he clenched Lin Wannian's fingers.
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