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Chapter 1845 humble love

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qinghao threw his phone beside him, then collapsed on the sand, quietly counting in his heart.

1,2,3...1oo,1o2... Why is it so long for ten minutes?

Ye Qinghao picked up his cell phone, took a look, and only a minute and a half passed.

He thrust the corner of his mouth immediately.

When I was working, I always felt that I didn’t have enough time, so why did I live so slowly now?

I lay bored and looked at the ceiling, not knowing how long it took.

The phone suddenly rang.

He jumped up immediately, picked up his phone, and was about to press the answer button, but he paused again.

He answered so quickly, and seemed to be just standing next to his phone, so he wasn't that bored!

But... if she doesn't accept it, will her impatient personality be hung up directly?

Just after hesitating for a few seconds in his heart, he immediately pressed the answer button.

He coughed, then said first: "Report quickly, I'm busy!"

An Lan:...

An Lan was silent for a second before speaking: "This Wang Gang is indeed a scumbag, stealing, robbing, and doing all kinds of evil, but he didn't expect that such a person would have a good place."

Ye Qinghao was stunned: "A good place? Where is the best?"

"I read his report and asked someone about the insider in their line. I found out that Wang Gang was very nice to his girlfriend Xiaoyu. The two came from the same hometown. Wang Gang gave all the money he robbed by Xiaoyu, and then they would rather go to jail than pay for it... As soon as they came out, they were with Xiaoyu. Xiaoyu was also a girl who cared for him. She gave him a son. Because they were afraid that Xiaoyu's money would be confiscated, they never got married, but they were no different from husband and wife. When Wang Gang was in jail, Xiaoyu grew up with the child alone..."

An Lan said this and was silent for a moment.

In this world, there are some people who want to get something for nothing, neither want to work hard, nor want to sit and eat and wait for death.

Wang Gang and Xiaoyu’s methods of making money are indeed despised and there are problems with being a human being, but it has to be said that this abnormal love between the two is quite touching.

Xiaoyu looks pretty good, she can find someone who is well off to get married and have children, but she wastes time with Wang Gang.

After hearing such a love story, An Lan was a little shocked. She couldn't tell what it felt like, and always felt sad for them.

People who have never had poverty and worries since childhood never knew that there was such humble love in this world.

After hearing this, Ye Qinghao was also silent. Just as An Lan was about to sigh, Ye Qinghao suddenly spoke: "Are these two people brains sick?"

An Lan:...

Will you lose a piece of meat if you are moved?!

Although she doesn't agree with their love, you don't have any romantic cells at all. What the hell is it?!

An Lan didn't want to talk to him at all, so she said directly: "In the end, I asked someone from the bank for help and found out that Xiaoyu's account had been inexplicably added to 300,000 yuan recently. This may be the truth you were looking for!"

Ye Qinghao frowned when he heard this.

Three hundred thousand more?!

This money is not a decimal for ordinary people.
Chapter completed!
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