The Trap of the Rich: The First Lady Never Comes Home

Chapter 295 200 Billion
Seeing the bodyguard carrying the sled dog out, Du Liangchen stroked his chest, still in shock.

"Hey! Are you scared stupid?!" Huo Qirui patted Du Liangchen's cheek lightly.

Du Liangchen looked at him in a daze, and then at the blood on the ground, "I... let's go back to the holiday villa."

"Well, we'll go back in the afternoon." Huo Qirui answered her.

If he stayed here any longer, he might be scared by this dead woman all day long.

In the afternoon, Huo Qirui took her back to the resort as promised.

Du Liangchen breathed the fresh air in the villa as soon as he got off the car, and walked slowly back to the small white villa along the flowing water channel leading from Yunjing Mountain.

Standing in front of the villa and looking around, I have only walked for less than a month, but I feel like I have been walking for a long time, like years.

"Come in, don't stand outside, it's cold today." Seeing her still standing in front of the villa door, Huo Qirui called out to her.

Du Liangchen looked at the weather, it seemed that it was going to rain.

No wonder the weather feels a bit chilly, but the hottest part of summer has passed, and autumn is slowly approaching, the weather should indeed cool down.

Perhaps, after this rain, the leaves in the villa will slowly turn yellow and fall.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Huo Qirui directly took her hand and dragged her halfway into the villa.

Du Liangchen went up to the second floor, and found that his original room hadn't changed much, and his shoes and clothes in the closet were still there, as if she had never left.

After packing up his things, Du Liangchen opened the window of the bedroom, and it started to rain lightly outside. When the wind blows, the raindrops will come in and cool the face.

"It's getting cold, I changed some clothes for you, let's go and have a look?"

Huo Qirui didn't know when he stood behind her, and put his hands around the edge of the bed in front of her.

Du Liangchen hummed lightly, followed him to the next door to look at the pile of fashionable and luxurious clothes, and frowned.

Although there are no price tags, ROSER's clothes are all new models from the fashion show, and each piece breaks five figures.

"You don't like it?" Seeing Du Liangchen frown slightly, Huo Qirui asked.

Du Liangchen shook his head, and said lightly, "No, it's okay."

"This is for you." Huo Qirui handed over a bank card, leaving Du Liangchen stunned.

What did he mean by giving her the bank card?
She has no shortage of money herself...

"200 billion." Huo Qirui's voice was indifferent.

"In the last negotiation with the Eastern Group, I promised you that the Eastern Group's 200 billion investment will be handled by you."

Du Liangchen was stunned for a long time before he remembered the gray-haired Mr. Dongfang who was in the office last time.

At that time, she had just been discharged from the hospital not long ago, and she was quite depressed. She thought that this man was just using her as a bargaining chip.

Looking at the card that Huo Qirui handed over, Du Liangchen suddenly had a very special feeling in his heart.

200 billion, he was really generous to her.

200 billion is basically the market value of Du's Group, and she can use this money to support many people in need.

Therefore, Du Liangchen didn't pretend at all, he generously took the bank card and said thank you.

That night, Du Liangchen asked Ajiang to help her contact the African Children's Foundation for Poor Children, and donated most of the funds to the foundation.

After finishing these things, Du Liangchen smiled slightly, feeling a lot more at ease.

(End of this chapter)