1.5 Million Dollar Child Custody Contract

  As for the men here, all of them are very young, and they can be identified as sons at a glance. There are even a few people who are still lying on the side, with their heads down, lighting a fire, and inhaling some white powder.

  In the inner room, the door is half-closed, although the music outside is loud enough, you can still hear the men and women inside shouting one after another. . . . . . .

  People with a little bit of common sense will know what they are doing inside!

   Leng Yunlin frowned, looked around, and found that Zhao Xiaonan was not here!

   Moreover, the people here, how should I put it, although they know each other and can be regarded as classmates who stayed in Europe together, but it is obvious that the people who play with him are not in the same circle.

  These people are more decadent and more wanton. They are all involved in racing cars, yachts, women, drugs, and everything. They are the absolute second-generation ancestors.

  In France many years ago, he was still a promising young man with pursuit. Although he knew them all, he didn't have much contact with them.

   "Hi." A happy man squatting at the table, looking up at him, seemed to recognize him, so he greeted him in a trance.

  Leng Yunlin frowned, and Mu Qingyu quickly followed.

  The situation here is so bad that Leng Yunlin himself doesn't know how he came here. Frowning and planning to leave, he saw a familiar figure among a group of coolly dressed women!

   His first female secretary, Miranda!

   Moreover, compared to those women in cool clothes, she is the one who dresses most conservatively. From top to bottom, it is a long skirt, which is not transparent and looks very conservative.

  Compared to her five years ago, Miranda at this time looks a lot more charming. Exquisite makeup, attractive body curves, but, compared to five years ago, the whole person has a bit more dusty atmosphere that cannot be erased. Obviously, he is doing well, but he has lost the innocence he once had.

   And she, at this time, was nestling in the arms of a descendant of a family—the deadly rival of the Leng family, Lin Yushen, the first son of the Lin family in Yancheng, and she was peeling a purple-red grape for him with her fingers painted with bright red Koudan.

  Seeing Leng Yunlin coming in, Lin Yu raised his eyebrows deeply, and smiled at him: "Hey, isn't this our wise and mighty young master Leng? What wind brought you here?"

   Then, he hugged the woman next to him tightly, and intentionally kissed the corner of her mouth: "Miranda, isn't this your benefactor? — Oh, I was wrong, it was from before. Why, do you want to catch up on the past?"

  Miranda raised her eyes and glanced at Leng Yunlin.

   I haven't seen him for several years, but he is as handsome as ever. It's just that the elegant handsomeness between the brows is a little less, and there is more decisiveness in killing and punishing.

  Leng Yunlin just glanced at her and said nothing.

   Instead, he hooked Mu Qingyu's slender waist, pulled her into the sofa, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

  The corners of her lips were slightly raised, and her eyes were pouring on Mu Qingyu's face, as if she was in a gentle gesture with all her heart: "I think, there is no need for this—"

  Lin Yu looked at him deeply, and frowned slightly between his brows.

  That's right, Leng Yunlin didn't break in randomly at first, but this night was not a so-called "party".

  How should I put it, a party is a party, and it is also a reunion of classmates who stayed in Europe, but the protagonists are not the group of people that Leng Yunlin is familiar with, but Lin Yushen called them.