Yi Juncheng had long been used to her deserted appearance. He turned over from the high platform handsomely and walked straight to the stone table, where a box of spices was placed on it.

He laughed at himself, but he didn't expect that Young Master Yi wanted to hook up with someone. His appearance was useless and his figure was useless. In the end, he lost to a box of small spices.

"I know you are interested in this. This is a secret recipe for spices." Yi Juncheng's slender fingertips were sandwiched with a thin piece of paper, and his face was as beautiful as a painting.

Sheng Yang was eager to learn, and he knew that he had hit her weak point. Her amber pupils became obviously brighter, much brighter than when she saw him. They looked extremely beautiful, and the original indifferent facial features suddenly became vivid.

Thinking of this, Young Master Yi felt a headache and was frustrated again.

"How much? I'll pay you." Sheng Yang took out a limited edition black card, but the balance in the card was unlimited.

"No need, even if you repay me for saving my life."

"But at that time..."

Yi Juncheng casually knocked on the stone table and raised his eyes, "This secret recipe is the only one in the world. Are you sure you don't want it?"

Sheng Yang subconsciously swallowed it lightly.

The man played with this priceless treasure, his voice was light and lazy, "If you want it, just collect it, and if you don't want it, I will burn it."

"..." Sheng Yang knew that he was the one who said the same thing.

The secret recipe that is invaluable, for Young Master Yi, it’s like playing, and it’s out of print.

But for Sheng Yang, that was fatal.

He stared at the secret recipe vigorously, and his heart fell into a strong struggle.

After a brief silence, she said, "That's OK."

Yi Juncheng smiled slightly, "Just treat it as my neighbor, as a meeting gift to you."

He was in a very happy mood when he saw her accepting it. After all, she eventually confiscated the piano worth 20 million that someone gave that day.

But he lowered his eyes, "Who was the one who gave the piano that day?"

"It's not your business."

Yi Jun spread his hands and said he would not ask questions anymore.

The little guy is not very old and has a pretty bad temper.

You can't make her angry.

When she was criticized, he just bent his mouth, and always felt that there were many secrets hidden in her, and things became more and more interesting.

Not far away, a hidden place under a towering tree, with camouflage all over his body covered with camouflage, and it was hiding very well. He was lowering his voice and making a call, "Young Master Yi came to Yancheng, and it seemed like he was pursuing a girl."

A cold and sharp male voice came from the phone, "Should he please, but don't relax your vigilance, report to me any time if there is any situation."

On Yi Juncheng's side, Sheng Yang had already left, and there was a person standing beside him, lowering his head.

"Master, those people are following again, do you want it..."

"No." Yi Juncheng's handsome and noble face was hidden in the shadows, adding a bit of confusing evil beauty, which lazily lifted his eyes.

"Dong--" A dart was thrown behind him casually, directly penetrated the bull's eye, and the precious porcelain five meters away suddenly shattered all over the ground.

*

It was even deeper and heavy. Kang Weizhen was still handling official business in the study. Recently, her husband was on a business trip and there were a lot of things in the company. The eldest brother was in the branch office. In order to spend more time with her daughter, she had to fight at night.

After rubbing her swollen temples, she thought about her lost daughter, and she had a comforting smile on her face. She was about to continue, and she suddenly placed it on the glass plate. A violent vibration of her cell phone drove away her sleepiness for several minutes.
Chapter completed!