Chapter 169: Her one hundred million

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Later, he was derailed again and again, and it was also felt that the wife of the bran here was not considerate of the outside woman, no beautiful outside woman, and no amorous woman outside. Until later, he divorced as he imagined, and then he He can be with those women without being secretive, and he did have a life of drunkenness and dream, but in the end, he found out that such a day was not what he wanted, he was sick, no He has no children. He went everywhere in order to cure the disease. The company also went bankrupt, and he returned to nothing when he graduated from university. No. At that time, he was not nothing. He still had Xiang Ke. Ke didn't make him hungry anymore, no matter how tired he was, there would be a place to rest, and even if he fell, Xiang Ke wouldn't leave him.
And those women, when he is powerless and powerless, who is willing to stay with him and accompany him to suffer and suffer.
He touched his face. In five years, his whole person was too old, and his temples also had a lot of white hair. The whole person was also skinny like a ghost. Most of these classmates are now careers Success, there are also children and children, only he is alone.
"Song Yang?" This is a man shouting his name.
It seemed that he was not sure.
"You are..." Song Yang narrowed his eyes. For a moment, he couldn't remember who this person was, some impressions, but it was too long, he really forgot.
"I am Luo Qiguang," the man smiled, wearing a gray casual clothes, refreshing and clean, with a pair of glasses on his face, young and promising, but also mature and stable, and he also held a beautiful little girl in his arms The little girl held a doll in her arms and opened her and white eyes, and looked at Song Yang without blinking.
Song Yang opened his mouth, "Is it you?" He remembered that the dormitory did not speak all day. I heard that the conditions in the house were good, but his temperament was very boring, and he only lived in school for a year. He left, saying he was going as a soldier.
This second-generation rich is good. It depends on the family. How many years have been spent less than others do not know.
"It's me," Luo Qiguang smiled, and then rubbed the child's small head in his arms, "Niu Niu, called Uncle."
"Uncle," the little girl shouted Song Yang obediently. Song Yang touched herself for a long time, and didn't find anything, so it was embarrassing.
Luo Qiguang didn't say anything, just smiled.
"This is your daughter?" Song Yang asked, and when he finished, he felt that his words were a bit superfluous. The child's eyes were too similar to Luo Qiguang's, and they were exactly the same. It was not his daughter, and he couldn't be a sister.
"Yes, my daughter, three years old," Luo Qiguang kissed his daughter's face, and the little girl smiled happily at her father. Suddenly, she didn't see anything and had to go to the ground.
Luo Qiguang had to put down his daughter.
"Mom," the little girl shouted and ran to a woman.
The woman heard the voice of her daughter and turned around, just to catch the little girl. She squatted down, adjusted the hat on her daughter's head, then hugged her daughter up, and then laughed and laughed with the people around her.
Song Yang's face was pale.
"That's my wife," Luo Qiguang put his hands in his pockets. "We have been married for four years."
"Song Yang," he said again, staring at the wind and frost on Song Yang's face seriously, "Thank you for letting her go, otherwise I might never find her in my life, you may not know," then , He smiled, full of memories, the memories that belonged to them in those days.
"Actually, I fell in love with her a step earlier than you."
But Song Yang's face was disappointed, but he was ten years old, and then he had no complacency.
He turned around and left here step by step. The camera finally fell on his shadow and began to blur gradually.
Card, Huang Ming shouted, and then everyone was relieved.
"Everyone has worked hard," Huang Ming smiled, his eyes narrowed. "Our show is finally killing everyone. Today, you don't need to eat lunch," he patted his chest. "I invite everyone to eat today. go with."
The others cheered, and after the filming was finished, they could rest well.
Yan Huan held the little girl's little hand, and some of them couldn't put it down. This is the little actor they found. The little girl is very beautiful and smart.
She was thinking, that the child in her previous life was a girl, if she grew up, she would grow as beautiful, it would be her baby, yes her little princess, everything she had, just a pity, that child, no Lived for six months, and she hadn't even seen what she looked like.
At this time the child's mother came.
Yan Huan finally let go of the little girl's hand, and let the child's mother take it away, but she kept staring at the mother and daughter, and couldn't help, her eyes became slightly sour.
She must have a daughter in the future. She thought that the child in her previous life should come back.
At this time a person patted her shoulder, it was Ealing.
"What's wrong, what are you thinking?" Ealing took a bottle of water and gave it to her.
"Thank you," Yan Huan took it over, put it on her mouth, and drank it, asking her what she was thinking, right, what was she thinking?
"I was thinking," she smiled, "be sure to have a daughter in the future."
Yi Ling shrugged his shoulders, "You are still thinking about having a baby before you are famous, you are thinking about giving birth to a child, you are not married yet, you are thinking about giving birth, even if you are going to have a baby, also You need a man."
Yan Huan took another sip of water, maybe the light in his sight was a little too distant.
And who is she looking for? Think about this problem. In this life, she does not want to get married or want a man, but she wants a child, but there is no man, where is the child.
In the evening, Huang Ming took out his own pocket and invited everyone to eat a big meal, and after the loss of marriage and murder, these people had to part ways again.
"Happy cooperation," Huang Ming shook Yan Huan's hand and was too satisfied with the shooting process this time.
"If there is an opportunity, I hope to continue working with you."
"There will be," Yan Huan also shook his hand, and there were many opportunities. She took Huang Ming's 100 million yuan. In the future, she will pay back the love of others.
Huang Ming is still quite shy, and who can imagine that this is a seemingly ordinary man. After a few years, he will become the winner of that little gold man and become the biggest winner in life.
Yan Huan is looking forward to his growth, of course, and her short-term, that one hundred million.