Chapter 362

   Lord W.

  Why is a little girl called this title, is it just a coincidence...

   The man's fox eyes were slightly raised, his fingers gently pressed against his chin, and the finger pads began to rub slowly.

   He remembered that there was a person with the same name, and that was the head of Black Silver EC: W

   As we all know, Heiyin's subordinates uniformly call that person W, but that person has never appeared.

   As we all know, that person is ruthless and ruthless, and no matter what he does, he has a certain degree of advance and retreat, and it is impossible to grasp the handle. He is a thorn in the eyes of many international forces and a thorn in the flesh.

   It is even rumored that the black and silver's Lord W is an old man with a deep sense of wealth, and there are also rumors that he is a man like the Lord of Hell from the Fu family.

   But now this coincidence makes Shen Qiu a little suspicious...

   The man's long fingers holding the phone tightened slightly, his slender eyelashes drooped, and a pair of fox eyes struggled slightly with love.

   Do you want to decipher...

After being silent for half a minute, Shen Qiu finally pinched the thought away. He let out a sigh of relief, put the phone on the table, and began to clean up the tools that he had taken out of the silver box to repair the phone. Put them back one by one without moving.

After    put the box back in the drawer, Shen Qiu turned to look at the mobile phone, put it back after thinking about it, and locked it.

   In the end, selfish desires can't match the cultivation in his bones.

   Shen Qiu's eyes narrowed for a while in the drawer where the mobile phone was placed, maybe that title was just a coincidence...

  Thinking about it, Shen Qiu recalled the little girl's clean and beautiful eyes in his memory, and soon subconsciously dismissed the idea that the little girl might be W's. -

   Next day

   Wen Bai, who worked as a salted fish at home all day long, received an invitation from the M National Football League on this day, saying that she was invited to be a little star and a little star who played the opening ball.

   The little girl was holding the blue invitation letter. The lines and seals on it were very formal, and it also had the invitation signature of the football league.

   "I lost it, it's real or fake, show me! The crying bag is blessed this time!" Lu Xue snatched the invitation letter from the little girl, and couldn't hide his excitement.

   But the little crying bag is worried, her eyebrows are scrunched up, she finally salted the fish for a few days, she doesn't want to do anything now, just wants to stay by Fu Yanwang's side, eat well and wait for death. Is it that hard?

   "Hey, I haven't seen a crying bag for a long time, so why should I contact her?" Lu Xue suddenly got to the point.

The   0.2G network boy who touched the porcelain held the apple that Fu Ye cut for himself, and asked, "What's the crying bag?"

  Lu Xueyan glanced at the porcelain boy, and silently put the invitation letter back on the coffee table, "It's just a small crying bag, and you don't even know it."

  Pengci boy: "How do you know me if you don't tell me?"

Lu Xue was too lazy to continue nonsense with him, suddenly thought of something, and turned to look at the worried little girl, "Right! Sister-in-law, didn't you say that you are also the guardian of the crying bag? Then do you know that she is here now? where?"

   "Contact her."

   Wen Bai looked at Lu Xue: I'm sitting right in front of you, you see me a bit like before.

   Just when the little girl was about to say something, there was a sound of unhurried footsteps from the stairs, "What are you doing?"

  Everyone looked up and saw Fu Chen walking down with his pockets in his hands.

"Master Fu, come here soon! Kuibao has received an invitation letter from the little star of the World Ball Game in Country M!" Lu Xue wanted to share his excitement and joy with others, so he quickly grabbed the invitation letter on the coffee table and tried hard. He made a move at the man who was going down the stairs.

  Who is the crying bag?

  After losing his memory, it was obviously impossible for Fu Chen to remember the little milk bag. He walked over with a blank expression in his pocket, and then sat down in Wei Lu Xue.

   took a few glances at the invitation letter in his hand, and then asked in a deep voice, "Who is the crying bag?"

   After Fu Yanwang asked this, Lu Xue remembered it later, Fu Yanwang has amnesia now and can't remember the past.

"Master Fu, you forgot it yourself, the crying bag is... the little guy you adopted before. That little guy made his first Hollywood movie and you can search it. You can find it by searching." Lu Xue said with a smile. .

  Fu Yan Wang took the invitation letter in his hand, glanced at it, and after hearing Lu Xue's words, he couldn't help frowning, "I adopted a dog?"

   Also starred in a Hollywood movie?

  Wenbai: "..."

  Lu Xue: "..."

  “…”

   "No, Master Fu! It's not a dog, it's a little girl, you can find out by searching." Lu Xue couldn't help laughing, and then reported the name of the movie to Fu Chen.

   Hearing this, the man frowned, put down the invitation letter, and opened his phone to search for the movie he mentioned.

   Clicking on the actor list, you can see that in the frame behind the director is a smiling little milk bag.

   With curly double ponytails, his little face was soft and tender, yet to grow, and those pair of young eyes smiled like little crescent moons in the sky, carved from pink and jade.

   Looking at the photo in the phone, Fu Yanwang narrowed his eyes, rubbed his fingertips on the phone slightly, and paused for a few seconds before saying, "I have this thing before?"

  Wenbai: "..."

   has suddenly been connoted.

   "That's right, that's the little crying bag. Now she's outstanding. The World Football League has come to invite her to be the opening star." Lu Xue touched the earrings and showed a fatherly smile.

  Fu Chen glanced at Lu Xue lightly, but didn't say anything, turned his eyes and continued to look at the phone.

  Suddenly, he seemed to have noticed something, and looked at the screen of the mobile phone meaningfully, his eyes tightly locked on the name under the frame of the little nanny Baotou.

   "Why is she also called Wen Bai?" Fu Yanwang asked in a low voice.

   This time, Wen Bai took the initiative to speak: "Fate, the child is with her parents now, you can decide whether to go or not."

  Wen Bai's words meant that he handed over the decision this time to Fu Yanwang.

   Hearing the words, Fu Yanwang, who had no memory of the little milk bag in his mind, pursed his lower lip, glanced at the phone and put it down, and said succinctly: "Then go."

   "Then, what about the crying bag, can you contact me, sister-in-law? I haven't seen the crying bag for a long time, and I miss her a bit." Lu Xue sighed.

When the little girl heard that Fu Yanwang actually let herself go, her brows became more and more worried, "Okay, I will contact you again, by the way, you can go when the time comes, I will not go, I still have work. to travel."

  The current Wen Bai finds that he is no longer stuck when he lies.

   But the crowd did not doubt.

   The start of the world football game is in early October, so they have to arrive in country M a few days earlier.

  Wen Bai had Xiao Mo send himself to the Fu family's old house after taking the medicine to reduce his body mutation under Chinese clothes.

   (end of this chapter)