Chapter 4: Gift from the Great Demon King

Chapter 4 Gift from the Great Demon King

The auction is over.

After several days of continuous high-intensity work, Ming Qianye felt a little tired. On the other hand, he didn't want to be asked about her and Shen Tinglan by Huo Jiarong, so he rejected the dinner invited by Huo Jiarong, and just wanted to go home and take a shower as soon as possible. , get a good night's sleep.

It was already six o'clock in the evening when the car drove into Wenlan Community.

Ming Qianye also has a house assigned to G University, but she lives here more on weekdays, a large high-rise family in Linjiang.

On the large flat floor of the 77th floor, the entire interior is decorated in light luxury and European style. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can have a panoramic view of the entire Canglan River Harbor. It is one of the high-end communities in the entire S city, and it is also—

Shen Tinglan lost to her back then.

Ming Qianye didn't know what he had experienced at that time, and dared to **** food from the mouth of the Great Demon King.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw people waiting at the door of the house.

A handsome and tall man—

It was Tang Feng who I saw at the auction just now!

Wearing a straight black suit, the whole person is meticulous, carrying several bags in his hand, and a strong and burly bodyguard in black is beside him.

Seeing Ming Qianye, Tang Feng quickly greeted him. With a decent smile on Jun's face, he bowed respectfully—

"Miss Ming!"

"Why are you here?"

Ming Qianye frowned slightly, and took out the key from the bag.

"Master asked me to bring you a gift."

As Tang Feng spoke, he lifted the gifts in his hand.

The big devil actually gave her a gift?

It's really strange.

After thinking about it for a while, Ming Qianye suppressed the doubts in his heart, restrained his thoughts, stepped forward to open the door, and said in a quiet voice with a hint of coolness, "He's back?"

"Yes, the young master has just come back these few days. Next weekend is the old man's birthday. Then he will personally pick you up and go back to Shenyuan together. I put the gift here for you, Miss Ming..."

Tang Feng followed and walked in, and put the bag in his hand on the low table beside him.

"Got it, thank him for me."

Ming Qianye replied.

Tang Feng bowed, then backed out and closed the door.

The house suddenly became quiet...

The light in the spacious and luxurious hall is not bright, it is a bit dim and dim. The dark curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows are wide open, and the colorful light is refracted in, falling on the clean and tidy ground in different shades. The light and shadow are mottled and intertwined, making the whole The space appears quiet and peaceful.

Ming Qianye poured a glass of water and sat down, looking at the gift quietly, and took a long time before opening it...

Several gift boxes are full of precious jewelry, especially the last one—

It was the bracelet that Tang Feng bought for 50 million at the auction just now.

She was a little surprised, after all, these things seemed to be of great value.

The Great Demon King was so generous to her. He obviously asked her to pay for going out for a drink before.

Ming Qianye squinted his starry eyes, staring at the gifts in front of him for a long time, and finally took a long breath—

He dared to give it away, so why wouldn't she dare to accept it?

Even in these years, the interest he paid her.

Tang Feng, who had just left the community and got in the car, reached out and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and quickly made a call.

And, at this time, in the Qinglan Banshan villa area across the harbor, in a luxurious villa.

A burst of beautiful piano sound suddenly broke the silence of the night, beautiful and pleasant, the cool tone seems a little desolate, but also reveals a calm and peaceful, like the autumn wind passing through the cold rain, with a hint of coolness, falling in the heart , the restless heart inexplicably calmed down.

The one playing the piano is a man.

Dressed in casual and loose black, under the dim yellow light, he almost blended into the night.

The man is slender and a little thin, sitting straight in front of the piano, low-key and introverted, with a leisurely and lazy posture, exquisite and perfect facial features, cold eyebrows lightly frowned, the pair of black eyes under the eyebrows are like the deep sea, condensing the calm Silence, the indifferent lip line was lightly pursed, even if he was sitting so quietly, he couldn't conceal the noble and extraordinary temperament on his body, and when he was silent, people felt a very powerful silence.

A pair of good-looking big hands moved on the black and white keys. The wrist bones were very thin, and the phalanges were slender and cold white, revealing a sense of indifference, blur and erratic.

The phone beside him had been ringing for a while, and he finally stopped his movements and reached out to pick it up.

"Hello? Master..."

After connecting the phone, Tang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly spoke.

"Um."

A slightly cool voice passed over.

"The matter has been settled, it has been explained clearly, and the gift has been delivered."

Tang Feng reported simply.

"What did you say?"

Shen Tinglan asked indifferently.

"Miss Ming said she knew, and then let me thank you for her..."

The man hung up the phone after listening to it, put the phone back where it was, and continued the unfinished song just now.

Ming Qianye wanted to go to bed early, but a phone call from Huo Jiarong canceled her plan.

Late at night, Wenlan Bridge.

This bridge is a super bridge connecting Gangnan and Gangbei. Ming Qianye lives in Gangbei, and Huo Jiarong lives in Gangnan. There is a bustling Canglan Harbor in the middle. The vision here is good. There are bustling night scenes on both sides. It's a constant flow of cruise ships and yachts...

The two of them often come here late at night to enjoy the scenery...

There is already a lot of traffic on the road, and I occasionally see sports cars whizzing by, as well as those enthusiastic youths on motorcycles.

"It's really disgusting! What kind of person is it to be so brazen! Every time I see this face, I can't wait to go up and strangle to death!"

Huo Jiarong turned off Weibo angrily, but couldn't help but curse out.

Naturally, what I saw was Mu Ziyi and Lou Qianwei's Weibo news, which were directly searched, and Huo Jiarong was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood just because he bought that necklace worth 30 million yuan!

Too cheap, too shameless!

"How can this mother and daughter be so righteous! Not only stealing people, but also breaking into others like this, Qianye, is Lou Zhiwen blind? No matter what, you are also your mother's daughter, and Lou Zhiwen is just a married woman! The Lou family doesn't count, where did the face come from, and now they want to take away everything from the Lou family! Aren't you in a hurry?"

Ming Qianye came over, glanced at her, with a hint of gloom between his brows, his eyes were cold, and he handed her an ice cream.

"You said midnight snack, is this all?"

Huo Jiarong knew that she didn't like to talk about this, so she put away the topic, a trace of dissatisfaction gathered on that beautiful little face.

Ming Qianye took apart his own, took a bite, and said indifferently, "I have no money on me."

Huo Jiarong had a look of disbelief, took a bite out of it, and said, "Is the ice cream so bad now?"

Ming Qianye glanced at her sideways, and said coldly, "You don't think it tastes good, so you don't have to eat it."

Huo Jiarong quickly shut his mouth, and ate quickly silently.

The night wind was quite cool, and I could vaguely hear the ups and downs of the river below.

Babies, brother is back! This book is the story of Professor Ming and the Great Demon King, both old and new, with love and friendship!

Professor Ming is a super university bully. He likes astronomy and geography.

Double C, bamboo circus Ome.

Old people's new articles, old rules, all kinds of asking for support, asking for votes, asking for five-star evaluation, asking for comments—

(end of this chapter)

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