Secret Lovers of Senior Officials: Alipay for Marriage

Xu Xiaoya stood up suddenly: "Zhou Xiaoxuan, do me a favor..."

"what?"

"I'm going to Boston with those family members, you go with me, I'm afraid alone..."

"..."

"You do me this favor. When I come back, I will let you invest 100 million shares..."

Zhou Xiaoxuan's face was uncertain: "This... I have a psychological shadow... I dare not fly... But, I suddenly remembered that if I go to Boston, I might meet Huang Xiaojue... If I can see him, even if the plane crashes... I am also satisfied..."

Xu Xiaoya turned around and left.

She chased after her: "Hey... I'll go with you... Is it okay for me to go with you? As long as they agree to let us go, I will definitely go. Anyway, I am idle and I have a passport and everything... By the way , Xu Xiaoya, how are you going? You are not Yan Xixi's family member, will they let you go?"

Xu Xiaoya couldn't answer.

When I stand with my feet in the garden of Boston, it is already the dusk of a new day.

With the arrival of midsummer, a new round of blooming roses stands tall, and various unknown wildflowers are very luxuriant.

Ms. Yang came out immediately upon hearing the sound.

"Mr. Wang..."

Wang Donglin nodded lightly.

In the study room, all kinds of books are neatly arranged; in the bedroom and in the closet, her clothes, shoes and hats are also neatly arranged.Open the drawer, there are some scattered cash and some cards inside.

Obviously, she didn't bring much when she left, and she planned to return to Boston.

There was also a big suitcase, he opened it, good guy, it was full of things - it was clearly planned to wait for the private jet to pick it up, and he could bring a lot of things.But for some reason, he suddenly flew back alone, and all the sundries were cleared away.

He searched carefully, not letting go of any clues.

However, there is no evidence that she went and returned.

Wang Donglin sat on the bed for a long time.

Until Ms. Liu knocked on the door: "Mr. Wang, dinner is ready..."

It's not dinner time anymore, it's time for supper.

He goes out.

On the dining table, croissants, sandwiches, and vegetable and fruit salad... Of course, Ms. Yang doesn't know his taste so well, and they are all prepared according to the habits of Westerners.

She didn't see Wang Donglin for a long time. When she met him for the first time, she felt that he was tall and mighty, very sturdy.But this time, seeing him with an unshaven beard and blood-red eyes like a demon king, his whole body seemed to have peeled off a layer of skin.

She was secretly shocked, not daring to speak again.

Holding the coffee, he took a bite of the sandwich, put it down again, and suddenly asked, "Why did Xixi suddenly decide to go back to China?"

Ms. Yang has explained it ten thousand times, but she still doesn't tire of it: "Ms. Yan caught a cold after coming back from other places. After resting for two days, she suddenly asked me to help her book a plane ticket. Let's go, I looked for the ticket, but it said that there is no first-class cabin, so I made my own decision and changed it to the next day's..."

Wang Donglin listened very carefully, not ignoring even a single detail.

At the end, I asked: "You said she went to a place before, where was it?"

Ms. Yang looked distressed: "Well, I really don't know. Ms. Yan was waiting for you to come to watch the ceremony the day she graduated from Harvard, but you didn't come. I don't know if any other friends came to watch the ceremony, but she didn't that night. return……"