I'm picking up rags in the survival game

Which righteous man is this?

The first hot search item is the sexy news about Zhe Yingxing. I don’t know which paparazzi is responsible for it. The behavior of following and filming Zhe Yingxing must have been going on for a long time.

In the various photos posted, the face of the gray-haired Yingxing is all high-definition, but the face of the smiling lady beside him is all mosaic.

There were more than thirty people before and after.

Yun Tuan was stunned. She was tired of socializing with one or two girls, but this one was better. She passed through thousands of flowers and was touched by them all.

Too strong.

If conditions allowed, she really wanted to learn it, but after a second thought, she gave up - She Yingxing himself had good facial features, and his temperament honed through many years of ups and downs in the business world was better than most people's, assets, status, appearance, whatever.

The two of them together can make many boys and girls with beautiful faces pounce on them.

When a person has beauty, it is actually more difficult than ordinary people to keep their true heart.

Especially when they discover that as long as they lower the bottom line a little, they can get something that others have struggled for ten or even decades, everything will be messed up.

She Yun Tuan is not a big shot in business and politics, so socializing is certainly difficult.

Looking down the hot search terms one by one, Yun Tuan discovered that each of Shei Yingxing's sons had some problems, and more than half of them involved economic crimes. If the official was fair enough, he would be jailed.

Woohoo~

She shut down the system of Xiaoxiangzhu Company and continued browsing with her private account.

The more Yun Tuan looked behind him, the more he felt that this was not something that individual players could do, at least... if it was a large enterprise that could compete with Zheji.

Have premeditation and financial resources.

"Fight, fight, fight!" Yun Tuan muttered in a low voice.

However, this public opinion war lasted for three hours and ended with the platform’s internal maintenance forcing members to log off.

It’s better now, the entire platform is unusable.

Yun Tuan picked up the broom and drew another curse on the soft soil of the garden.

Second floor of the villa.

The girl in the wheelchair looked out the window expressionlessly. Occasionally, a bird flew by, but it couldn't attract her attention.

The girl's green-white fingertips dug into the armrests of the wheelchair, her knuckles turned bluish-white due to excessive exertion, and the tips were sickly red.

Orisho still raised her head proudly, like a swan whose wings were broken and kept in a cage forever.

In this villa, only Orisho herself knows that secret and serious matter——

From the moment Zheyu arrived at the villa, she had been constipated for three and a half days.

There were no major changes in diet, rest, and exercise, but this reaction occurred. Orishino felt that this must be the fault of this cyborg who pretended to surrender!

Thinking about it, Orisho's eyes towards Oriyu became more and more malicious, and she wished she could tear this hypocritical cyborg to pieces on the spot!

On the surface, he is respectful and polite, but secretly, he is planning something!

But——No, Orishino can never disobey Orishi.

Just like at the beginning, when she was hit and paralyzed, the man just left a house book and banished her to this place where no one can shit, and she was still facing the snake-like old woman day and night.

Now it's better, the old woman is dead, and she is a free person again...

Gugu observed the owner's expression from the side, generated a real-time report and sent it to Zhe's Nursing Center.

Emotional instability, anxiety, and excessive worry—there are also signs of schizophrenia.

"Zheha." The girl in the wheelchair suddenly said.

Zheyu lowered his head slightly, "Master, what are your orders?"

"There is a female robot coming with you, right? Call her over." Orishino ordered, digging into the palms of her hands with some eagerness, and scratching her palms with sharply manicured nails till they were bloody.

"Yes."