The Epic Revenge

Chapter 2345: Sining An (26)

Libel was wearing that necklace.

No, to be precise, Libel only wore that necklace.

The blue gems set off her skin, and the shimmering light of the diamonds spread a layer of light on her skin.

Her delicate skin was extraordinarily soft against this light.

Sining'an has slept with many women, and he can't count them himself, but he has never had a body that gave him a visual impact like Libel.

She doesn't scratch her head, but she's not old-fashioned either.

She raised her face slightly, just wearing the necklace, she walked in front of Sining An and asked him to appreciate it.

Admire necklaces?

No, admire her beauty.

Sining'an's breathing became rapid for a moment. He hadn't felt so hungry for a long time, and he wished he could swallow her into his stomach.

He hugged her and bit her lip hard: "Goblin!"

Libel laughed.

This evening, Sining An was full of energy and showed frequent tricks. Only then did Libel know the true ability of a **** and almost gave him her life.

The next day, they were going to get up at eight o'clock.

However, the two were exhausted and did not wake up until twelve o'clock.

Libel woke up, didn't move, just stretched out her hand from the bed and looked at the necklace on her neck.

The necklace was against her skin, and she slept with her all night, bringing a bit of warmth.

The sapphire, the size of a pigeon's egg, looks even brighter.

Sining'an also woke up.

He kissed Libel: "This necklace is for you."

Libel was surprised: "Isn't it for Miss Song?"

"You were like that last night... From now on, when I sleep with her, I will always think of you. It's not good." Siningan laughed.

Libel: "It's too expensive."

"If you sell it now, you can only sell it for 100,000 pounds, so it's not too expensive." Siningan laughed, "It's just driving up its price."

Libel is not hypocritical.

She and Sining slept peacefully. In addition to needing him to rely on, she also wanted some benefits.

He is willing to give it, and she is willing to take it.

She got up slightly and kissed him on the lips: "Thank you boss."

The two returned to Hong Kong from London.

After returning, Siningan didn't go to Miss Song, as if he had completely forgotten why he flew to London.

He was busy again.

Busy with work, busy with Libel.

When Libel was resting, he took her around Hong Kong and ate all the delicious food.

He even wanted to take her to Singapore.

It's just that Libel was afraid of Malays and rejected the proposal: "If I could, I would never want to step into the Malay Peninsula again for the rest of my life."

Sining'an: "..."

A thought arose in his mind: what kind of grievance did Libel suffer in Malay?

She has studied.

In this era, a girl who can study has a good family background. Why did she come out to be a singer?

In Libel's character, there is always the side of Shuyuan.

As soon as Siningan was curious, he called his cousin Yan Kai and asked him to investigate Libel.

However, he forgot one thing, there are no secrets between their brothers and sisters.

Yan Kai summarized Libel's situation and handed it over to Siningan five days later.

Only then did Siningan know the reason, and for a while she felt a little sympathetic to her.

He hasn't sympathized with the ugly Yinmao, but a big event happened in his family.

His grandfather died.

Sining sighed in relief, and hurried back to Singapore for the funeral.

Grandfather is almost ninety years old, no matter where he is, he is happy and mourning.

His parents weren't too sad either. Gu Qingzhou told him: "your grandfather wrote a will many years ago and was preparing for this day. He is old, and after his two concubines passed away, he was actually quite lonely. No disaster, just what he expected

of. "

Grandfather died without a disease.

He said the night before yesterday that he wanted to eat Yuecheng's famous dish, Caotouquan, and Gu Qingzhou specially asked Xu Qizhen to do it.

He was well fed and very happy. He didn't wake up again the next day, and left with a smile in his sleep.